Date: Tue, 14 Jul 2009 04:25:33 +0000 From: Jonathan Orange Subject: My post adolescent fantasy chapter 5 My fantasy -- 5. A night with Steve. This story contains graphic descriptions of sex between two consenting males. Although it does not describe sexual activity between adults and yong boys, I have included it in this category because it is part of my fantasy and will lead to further descriptions of such sex. All characters and events are purely the product of my mind, and do not relate to any person, living or dead. Please remember that this story remains the property of the author, and may not be reproduced in any form or altered in anyway without my express permission. You may, however, copy it for your own pleasure or that of your friends as long as you give credit for it to me. I can be contacted at jonathanorange@hotmail.com. ... I can't usually come twice in a night, let alone three times, but that is the effect that Steve has on me. We spent one night actually sleeping together, and it proved to be a very enjoyable occasion for a number of reasons -- not least because he made me come three times! It happened because my wife and daughter went down to the West Country to see my older daughter who had just had a baby, and, coincidentally, Steve's wife and daughter were also away and Danny was on a school field trip. Steve and I both agreed that, if we hadn't been totally bisexual and very happy with our family life, we could have lived together and been equally happy. So we decided to spend one night together at my house. I cooked a lovely meal for us both and then we relaxed in the lounge with a bottle of rather good red wine. About nine o'clock Steve said to me,"Well, I think it's about time I sorted out that gorgeous cock of yours. Come on, let's go upstairs! Oh! And by the way, put these on!" He fished inside his overnight bag and drew out a pair of lovely white silk knickers, a suspender belt and a pair of sheer stockings. "They're Sharon's, and they've not been washed!" Sharon is his sixteen year old daughter, and she is gorgeous -- I could happily lick her pussy for hours and Steve knows it. I went up stairs and into the bathroom, where I took off all my clothes and had a good wash; then I smelt Sharon's knickers. They smelled deliciously of cunt -- I wondered if she might have cum inside them, they smelled so wonderful, with that lovely strong tang of piss. I slipped into them. Gosh! It always feels so good to be wearing women's underwear, especially a pair that belong to a beautiful young girl that you know, so you can visualise her in them, and also ones that you know have been taken off but not yet washed. I put on the stockings, revelling in the feel as I stretched them up over my legs, and fastened them to the suspender belt. I looked at myself in the mirror, and shuddered at the sight of myself, and in anticipation of what awaited me. I went into the bedroom and Steve was already naked and lying on the bed waiting for me. I joined him on the bed and he spent the next hour teasing me in the most delightful way. I don't know about you, but I find it particularly erotic to have my arse played with through a pair of undies. When I'm having a wank on my own, I often start by playing with my bottom through the material of my underpants -- or sometimes my daughter's undies -- but I can never show the self restraint for long enough, and all too soon I have pulled them aside and am fingering my arse. But Steve is different! He knew what I wanted but he kept up this licking and fingering through the knickers until they were soaking wet and I was mewling like a kitten. Eventually he drew them slowly down, over my stockinged legs and slipped them off before feasting himself on my arse. When he finally slid his finger in and transferred his mouth to my aching cock, I was ready to burst, but he still kept me on the edge for another ten minutes or so before finally swallowing my great volley of spunk. We lay together, with Steve stroking me, and I reached down for his cock, which was not fully erect but was showing signs. "No," he said, "Leave it! I'll be ok -- I want to wait til I fuck you later." He continued to stroke me whole body, which was so relaxing and erotic, and we talked. We talked about Sharon, about other things we both had done in our lives, and eventually the conversation turned to Danny and Tom. "You know, I'd love to see Tom without any clothes on," said Steve. "I reckon he's got a lovely cock, and I'm sure he and Danny wank off together. Sometimes when they've been at my house together and then gone out, Danny's room has that smell of sex about it." This conversation, plus his continued stroking of me, had got me hard again, and noticing this, Steve said, "I see you're ready again! Good! Get those knickers back on and kneel up on the bed. I need a nice long fuck!" I pulled the panties back on and knelt up on the bed, gripping the headboard -- and I imagined Tom kneeling in the same place as I'd fucked him, and this got me really horny! Steve settled down behind me, and began once more to tease my arse through the undies, licking and stroking and probing with his finger and his tongue, until I could stand it any more. "For God's sake, Steve!" I shouted, "Fuck me!" He pulled the panties down until they were almost at my knees and parted my legs as far as the material would allow. Then, after a few more licks to lubricate me, he stretched my arse cheeks as widely as they would go, and I felt his knob pushing against my hole. There was a moment of pain, as there always was, but then the muscle gave and his cock was in me. He drove gently but firmly right up inside me, and then began a rhythmical fucking motion. It felt wonderful! I pushed back against him and then I couldn't resist the thoughts that were going through my head. "Imagine this is Tom kneeling here on the bed, Steve! Can you picture it? Your cock sliding up that lovely young arse? Stretching his hole nice and wide! Can you hear him, moaning with a mixture of pain and pleasure as he feels your hot stiff cock right up inside him? Go on, Steve! Fuck his young arse!" I could tell that I had got to him, as Steve began to fuck me much more strongly, his balls slapping against my arse with each stroke. I knew he would be too preoccupied to think about me, so I took one hand off the bed head, and began to wank my cock, which was now incredibly stiff. "That's it!" I said, "Fuck him! Can you picture it? Would like that, Steve? Would like Tom here on the bed, with your cock sliding up his arse? Me watching and wanking him." Steve gripped my shoulders more tightly and his strokes were getting stronger and stronger, and I knew he was close, as was I. I was determined to wait for him, although it was hard to hold on. Just as I thought I couldn't make it, I felt his cock swell up. At the end of an inward stroke, Steve paused and then I felt the pulsing of his cock as he shot his load and my own spunk poured out of my cock. After the first couple of jets, Steve resumed his fucking movement and each inward thrust was accompanied by another jet of spunk, and this went on for some time -- I cannot remember Steve spunking for so long. At last he was sated and he slipped out of my arse. We lay together on the bed and, both being thoroughly worn out by our efforts, soon fell asleep with his arms around me. I awoke while it was only just getting light to find Steve playing with my cock which was beginning to stir! "We have time for one more," he said, with a grin,"and I have something special in mind for you. Go for a quick pee before we start as it may some time before you get to go once I begin on you!" When I return, wearing, of course Sharon's knickers, Steve told me to lie on my back in the middle of the bed. "I want to really tease you for this last one," he said, "so I want to tie your wrist to the top of the bed." So saying he moved my arms above my head and proceeded to fix them firmly to the headboard. Visions of the boys flashed through my mind and my cock reared up! How often had I had one of them in this same position?! And how delicious had their torture been! And how I was looking forward to my torment as I knew how good Steve was at teasing. He placed three pillows under my arse so that it was really raised up and exposed for him, and then he settled between my legs and began to tease me, running his fingers up the sheer nylon stockings and over the tight little panties. The he began to rim my arse as only he can. More visions of the boys flashed through my mind and my cock began to dribble copious amounts of precum. After what seemed an age of his tongue and his fingers exploring my tender arse, he came up from between my legs and said:"My! You are really tight this morning even after two gigantic cums last night! I think there is something especially erotic about your position that accounts for this." "Yes, hoarsely replied," you know I love to be teased for ages. But I can't stand this much longer! Suck me please!" "Oh, no!" was his response, "I think it is something much more than that, and I haven't anywhere finished with you yet! Twice we have talked about the boys and both times your cock has got harder than ever. I want to know what has been going on!" "Nothing, I assure you," I weakly replied. "I don't believe that, and I am going to find out." I was petrified! What should I tell him? What would his reaction be? Should I just tell him about Tom? While I was thinking this, he produced a vibrator; I didn't even know he had one. This one was big! It had quite a large bulbous head and then a thick stem, and when he turned it on it had the strongest sounding vibration I had ever seen or heard. He slowly drew the knickers down over my legs and off, bent my legs back over my shoulders and fastened them to the headboard with two of my ties. Then he introduced the vibrator to my arse. I jumped the moment I felt the tantalising vibrations on my arse. "God! That feels good! But I don't think I can take it inside me!" "Oh yes you can," he replied softly, "and when it's inside you you will feel your arse come alive with the sensations!" So saying he began to work the head of the vibrator around my arse which was very slippery from all his licking. The feeling was like an electric current! I felt it pushing against my ring and was sure it would never go in, but it felt fabulous, and I pushed against it. Slowly I felt my ring opening up; true there was some pain but the strength of the vibrations was so good that the pain was bearable. With a loud groan I felt the muscles give and the head was inside me. Steve held it there, just vibrating inside my arse, touching my prostrate and sending me wild with excitement. "God! Let me have it all!" I cried, "Please!" I felt the entire length slowly ease of my arse; I could feel how widely it was stretching me, and the vibrations were so strong -- my whole arse felt alive, as the ridges and nubbins on the shaft each felt like insects crawling about inside my arse and tormenting me! "Oh! Fucking fantastic!" I shouted, "Make me cum!" Steve said nothing but he worked his way up the bed until he was kneeling between my legs. He used his knee to hold the vibrator deep inside me and proceed to massage my cock -- slow strokes the full length of my cock. He kept this up for what seemed like an age, and I was alternately saying how wonderful it felt and urging him to bring me off. At last he said quietly, "Tell me about Danny and Tom." "What about them?" I asked. "You know full well what I mean. You've been having sex with them, haven't you? I want to know." "Honestly, I haven't!" I protested. "Oh, but you have! I can tell from the way you reacted when I fucked you last night and you urged me to imagine it was Tom. That was because you knew what it was like, and you could visualise him there. I want to know!" I still didn't know whether he would be mad at me or whether he just envied me, so I said nothing, but the images I had of the boys again made my cock dribble and I desperately needed to cum! Steve stopped playing with my cock, and reached behind him, still keeping that gorgeous vibrator still doing its worst inside me. In his hands he had another, smaller, vibrator. He switched this one on and introduced it to that sensitive spot just below the head -- where the foreskin would have been attached had I had one. The sensation nearly blew my mind. "Oh! Come on, Steve! I'm desperate to cum!" I begged, "Please! "Tell me the truth, then. I know you too well, Jonathan. I know you've been up to something with the boys. I'm not going to be mad, I just want to know! What have you been doing with them?" So saying, he took his knee away from the vibrator and took it in his right hand and began to rotate it and slide it in and out of my arse. He dropped the smaller vibrator, and his mouth descended on my rampant cock and began to suck it slowly and fully. I couldn't contain myself any longer! "Alright, alright! I tell you!" I shouted, "Just make me cum!" Raising his head, Steve replied quietly, "As soon as you've told me, I'll swallow this load of cum you've got waiting for me." So I told him. I told him about wanking them; I told him about sucking them; and I told him about them fucking me. "And?" he asked. "And what?" I replied. "And tell about fucking them. I know you must have so I want to know, or this orgasm of yours will never come!" So I told about the fucking as well, and he bent his head down and sucked me long and deeply, as only he can. And I shot! I came more than I can ever recall coming and he swallowed every drop. He said later that he could not remember me coming harder; he said that when the spunk hit the back of his throat, even he wondered if he could take it all. My cock went limp and Steve slipped the vibrator out of my arse and untied me. "You know I'll want to fuck them too, don't you?" "Yes," I replied," I know." Once again, I do hope you have enjoyed this story. I welcome any observations you may wish to make. As I said at the start of this chapter, I realise that there is no sex with minors in this part of the story, but the ending leads into the next section where there most certainly is! So enjoy!