Date: Thu, 4 May 2023 11:41:44 +0000 From: John McQuillium Subject: Youth Club Volunteer Part 1 Youth club volunteer and his Bi-sexual twink gymnast boyfriend The following is a true account of having sex with a randy bi-sexual 19 year old twink lad who was a gorgeous and very lean toned gymnast and had an equally, but slimmer, sexy gay19 year old boyfriend who I knew through the youth club I went to. It was through the boyfriend that this raunchy gay threesome happened when I was fifteen and a half years old. As I am from a nudist family I have never worn pyjamas and have always slept naked which has added benefits and maybe led to my very precocious and promiscuous sex life that I live to this day. From the age of about ten years old, if not a bit younger, I found out that if I laid on my front and ground my uncut, nudist tanned pre-pubescent cock into my mattress for long enough I got this intense tingly feeling in my groin area that was so addictive I had to keep doing it. Little did I know it at the time but that tingly feeling was a dry orgasm as I knew nothing about sex except the basics of a man puts his willy in a woman's pussy and 9 months later a baby pops out. Then with experimentation I found that tingly feeling felt even better if I sandwiched my pre-pubescent uncut cock between my pillow and mattress. At the time I was dry humping my bed I didn't know if any of my mates or other boys my age were doing the same thing but I had to do it at least twice a day as every morning when I woke up I found my cock was hard so I would hump my mattress to cure it but then had a desperate need to pee. Then last thing at night I had to dry hump my mattress in order to fall asleep. Not knowing anything about gay sex it didn't worry me that when I dry humped my bed I thought about being in a row of beds with other boys doing the same thing in a race to see who got that gorgeous tingly feeling first. The signs of being the gay side of bi-sexual were already there even at that young age but I didn't know about gay sex so didn't clock it. However there were certain boys I saw that gave me a tingly feeling and if I didn't know them already I had an urge to make friends with them. Then aged 11 years old one of my mates with black hair was the first to hit puberty. The other boys taunted Simon but in reality they were just so envious as was I, but I was also fascinated by the few short wispy black hairs above his pale limp uncut cock and I always made sure I got changed next to him in the school changing rooms after swim lessons. Unfortunately Simon's Dad was in the RAF and in the summer between Junior and Secondary (High) School they moved over to a base in Germany so I didn't see him mature further. With hindsight maybe Simon was gay or at least bi-sexual but we were too young to know about gay sex but as we changed side by side a lot of discrete mutual looking at each other's naked bodies went on. When I started Secondary (High) School I was aged 11, almost 12 years old which turned out to be even better for my changing room ogling of naked teen boy bodies. Not only did we have to strip, shower and change twice a week for PE lessons but I also joined the school Rugby and Cricket teams which added another two more opportunities. Later I would also train with the school swim team as whilst I didn't compete it pumped up the cardio-vascular stamina for my Rugby and I could feast my eyes on a fifth lot of naked teen boys in the showers and changing rooms. Whilst I was still looking at my clothed, semi-naked and naked boys at my school which gave me a tingly feeling I still didn't know anything about gay sex except for the playground slurs like fudge packer, arse bandit, faggot and the like and even then I didn't know what they physically meant as they were just insults. However on the school playground grape vein I heard about using your hand to wank which was a revelation. On the one hand, sorry for the pun, the term "wanker" was not also an insult but it also meant using your hand to bring yourself off to an orgasm. Suddenly my dry humping of my mattress sandwiched between my pillow was gone and I started using my hand which felt even more intense even though I was still firing dry orgasms. After experimentation I found out that wanking with my left hand felt even better even though I am right handed for everything else. Not long after turning 13 years old I got my first wet orgasm which felt even more intense than my dry ones. It was a small weak watery one but it felt so intense and my body shuddered as if electrocuted. Once my first wet orgasm was over it was pure instinct but I dipped the middle finger of my right hand into the clear puddle of watery spunk in my belly button and sucked it clean. The taste was slightly salty sweet but so addictive and I had to taste the rest and ever since then I have been a jizz junky for my own and other males cum. Now that I could wet cum I have eaten my spunk every time I wank. Like nearly every 13 year old boy, be they straight, bi or gay, they try to suck their cock to feel how good a blow job feels. Luckily I was well hung with a flexible back so I could just about suck my pink hued but nudist tanned uncut knob and squirt my cum directly into my mouth. My sex life, which aged 13 years old, consisted of wanking at every opportunity even in the toilet cubicles during school lunchtimes, playing pocket billiards under the school desks in lessons which left me leaving an obvious white creamy cum stain on my black school trousers, as I wasn't wearing underwear beneath, or self sucking at home. However my sex life went up another level and I found out about homosexuality, rather than the playground slurs, when I was thirteen and a half years old and lost my gay virginity to two very sexy 16 year old French boys at a nudist camp over there. When I returned from that family nudist holiday I ended up copping off with a very toned 17 year boy called Stanley who played on the same under 18 year old Rugby squad as I did. Although we weren't on the same team as there were three age bands all 13 to 18 year old teams played on the same day and changed and showered at the same time. It was a first come first served affair in the showers which meant there was a lot of naked or semi-naked teen boys about waiting their turn in the showers which gave me a perfect opportunity to ogle. As I had lost my gay virginity I now knew about the "look" which is that knowing lustful gaze between two people and that is what I noticed Stanley was giving me and I as I was no longer cherry I had a need and the confidence to make the "move" between us. Since then I have been having daily gay sex, often more than once a day. My gay sex life also took another turn when a boy from my posh public day school for boys only outted me after catching me sucking off a dark brown skinned boy at a party behind the garden shed. Luckily as I was the captain for the Rugby and Cricket teams for my year at Secondary School and had a Monty Pythonesque scathing wit I never suffered any homophobic abuse. Also I was the most toned lad in my year and if it became physical I could hold my own in a fist fight but it never came to that. The lad that outted me at school also went to the same youth club as I did and he took great glee in outting me there too but both outings backfired on him. He ended up leaving as he was shunned as a homophobe and it made all the closeted gay and bi males at the youth club come onto me as I ended up being the first openly and outted gay/bi boy there. When this encounter happened I had been having daily gay sex for two years since losing my virginity aged thirteen and a half to two 16 year old French boys. Since then I had been openly out as liking males since the age of fourteen and a half but this encounter happened when I was fifteen and a half years old when Kirjan joined the youth club as a volunteer. Kirjan was an Austrian twink boy who had come over to England to study at University College London but to add to his CV he also volunteered at the youth club I went to and back in Austria he had been a boy scout and then leader. There was nothing outwardly obvious about either of us to suggest we were both into cock and gay sex, in fact the opposite was true as we both looked stereotypically straight teen boys. However the first time we met there was instant sexual attraction and mutual knowledge. All you gay and bi guys out there know what I mean. We could be in a crowded bar or club, public toilet, in the street, gay sauna or cruise club/ground but when your eyes meet you just know you want sex with each other even though you have just met, it is known as "the look.". That was happened between Kirjan and I. Our first meeting happened on a Saturday when the manager of the youth club, who must have been in his mid-sixties, introduced Kirjan to the teenage boys and girls who were there that day. Some of us were loafing on the sofas, others were playing card and board games, darts, pool or snooker but I was getting hot and sweaty playing table tennis, AKA ping pong or my favourite name for it wiff-waff. It was the summer holidays so I was wearing a plain white cotton sleeveless vest which showed off my deeply tanned and subtly sculpted arms. It was tight to start with but now it was soaked with sweat it clung to my upper body which was more toned than the body of most boys in their mid-teens from all the sports I played. The sweat soaked white vest fitted my torso like a wet velvet glove. Below I was wearing white Rugby shorts with the British & Irish crest on the right leg with no underwear beneath which had my chubby limp cock and balls swinging about and my firm pert, bubble butt arse jutting out. My sports toned, nudist tanned legs dusted with short blond hairs ended in black ankle socks and trainers. When Max, the youth club manager, introduced Kirjan to us it was like one of those misty romantic scenes in films. Kirjan seemed to be the only person there with everything around him a fuzzy blur which was no surprise as just his gorgeous pale face alone sucked me in and held me captivated. Max said "This is Kirjan who will be a volunteer leader." before letting Kirjan fill in the rest. Kirjan explained to us Brits that his weird sounding name was because he was from Austria but was in London to study at university. Kirjan said he was 19 years old, had been a cub and scout in Austria and then Scout leader. He said we could come to him to discuss anything and that his hobbies were swimming for fitness and leisure but didn't compete and tennis. That was music to my ears as not only did my family have a heated outdoor swimming pool that I used daily but I also trained with my school's swim team but didn't compete, I just used it for my Rugby and Cricket training not to mention the opportunity to shower and changing room ogle the other naked and semi-naked teen boy bodies on display. On top of that I also played leisure tennis at a posh local tennis club which meant maybe I could get brownie points by shoe-horning Kirjan a membership. Despite it being the fact it was mid-summer in London and Kirjan came from Austria which I thought was a colder clime he was wearing a baggy Burgundy jumper with ruffled, rigged lose neck roll and below he had dark blue stone washed jeans. His clothes were so lose you couldn't make out the shape of his body but I guessed it to be slim or at least slim lean toned. Kirjan had a high but not receding fringe of slightly curly ruffled auburn hair. As I would find out he had a habit of occasionally running his fingers through it which explained its constantly ruffled appearance. The sides came down to the top of his ears but it was dense and at the back it came half way down his neck. It was auburn but the dark ginger side of dark brown rather than the other way around. He had thick but not bushy equally coloured eyebrows above captivating bluish grey eyes that seemed to sparkle. Kirjan's face was thin, tall and oval with pale smooth skin as he didn't need to shave yet. It was finishing its transition from schoolboy cute to twink boy sexy with thin pale pink lips. His smiles were always tight lipped but not forced and created cute creases either side of his lips. When Kirjan had finished introducing himself I made my excuses to my wiff-waff opponent, saying I needed a wee and I rushed to the boys toilet and locked myself in a cubicle and sat on the toilet. Wrapping my arms behind my knees I bent practically double and took the pink tinged but nudist tanned uncut knob of my now fully erect 7.5 inch uncut mid-fifteen year old teen boy cock into my hot wet mouth a gave myself a blow job. Although it was only he tip I could suck and lick but it did the job and I blasted a large load of deliciously salty schoolboy spunk into my mouth and whilst the taste of my cum was no stranger to my taste buds I was fantasising it was Kirjan's cum. In the less than ten minutes I had seen Kirjan I was already infatuated with him. Over the next three weeks I blatantly ogled Kirjan and whilst he seemed to smile back at me when he caught me in the act he made no move on me and I began to think maybe he was 100% straight but just an openly friendly guy. However it began to change when Kirjan noticed my movements at the youth club. My sportiness and satirical Monty Pythonesque wit meant I was popular at school, the youth club and my sports clubs. Also at the time I had been outted as being a cock whore for a year but that fact hadn't reached Kirjan's ears yet. However Kirjan started noticing I would go to the toilets and be there for a while whilst at least one other boy would be there too. There were a few closet gay and bi boys at the youth club and even some of the straight boys would come to me for a blow job as it beat them suffering from blue balls, knew I was good at it and that they could cum in my mouth whereas not all girls will let you do that. On the day the revelation I was into cock, despite my young age, came to 19 year old Kirjan's attention happened when I was servicing a blond shaven headed 18 year old chav lad called Archie. Archie was a selfish fucker in both senses of the words. He didn't care if the other person got any sexual pleasure just as long as he got his. He would take blow jobs off males and females. If it was a female sucking him off he would watch but if it was a male he'd shut his eyes and fantasise it was a girl doing the deed. Archie also fucked cunt and arse but he never reciprocated. All Archie wanted was a hot wet hole regardless of gender to fuck and cum in. He had never muff munched and if you were a girl he might give you a finger fuck to juice you up if you were lucky before he dipped his rampant wick. Archie certainly had a virgin arse and intended to keep it that way and had never sucked cock or drunk cum, not even his own. More in-depth descriptions of all the sex I had with Archie will be in other write ups but for this one it is suffice to say he looked like a right-wing 18 year old blond skinhead but that was just his clique as he wasn't racist or homophobic but he was a stereotypical East London council estate chav lad who might shoplift alcohol and puffed on cigarettes and cannabis joints. Anyway when this happened I had my forearms crossed and resting on the porcelain lid of a toilet cistern locked in the cubicle. The waistband hem of my tee shirt was bunched up into the dent of my arched lower back. My shorts were wrapped around my ankles with my sports toned and nudist tanned arse and blond haired legs jutting out. Very pale Archie was stood upright behind me with his hands firmly gripping my hips to keep me in place and for leverage. He was wearing a white tee shirt under a Nike cotton sporty top that had a thick bluish black strip at the top followed by a dark blue strip around the midriff and finally a red one around the waist area but the front was pulled up with the waistband hem gripped between his teeth. Archie had his eyes closed and was no doubt thinking about fucking a teen girl's cunt rather than the arse of a slutty fifteen and a half year old gay side of bi-sexual boy. Archie had a very pale stomach which was rippling away and had a lean toned washboard to it with a faint thin treasure trail of light blond pubes. Archie's hot hard, throbbing, averagely thick 7 inch cock was rapidly and relentlessly fucking my hungry young arse. We were both biting our lower lips to stop ourselves from moaning with sexual pleasure just in case another boy walked into the toilets which is what happened mid-way through the fuck. Archie and I heard the door to the boys toilets squeak open so Archie rammed his 7 inch cock ball deep into my buzzing boy cunt and held it there and we held our breath. We heard a zip being undone and then the steady stream of piss splashing into a porcelain urinal bowl. As the other lad pissed Archie kept his hot hard cock buried ball deep in my arse which felt it throb to his heart beat and I continued to flex and squeeze my arse muscles on it. The sound of the piss stream ended, we heard a zip being done up and then the sound of hand washing. The door of the toilet squeaked open and then close. Just to be on the safe side Archie and I held still but when we heard no more sounds Archie resumed fucking me fast and hard. Within a few minutes more Archie was on the vinegar strokes and still fucking me with almost the full length of his thick, nicely veined 7 inch uncut cock when his intense orgasm hit. Archie painted the full length shit chute with his thick warm cum and blasted eight large ropes into it. As Archie orgasmed I continued flexing and squeezing my strong well toned arse muscles on it to milk his balls dry and fuel his orgasmic high. No sooner had Archie finished his orgasm than he rough yanked his cock from my blissfully buzzing boy cunt, wiped it clean on some toilet tissue before stuffing it back into his boxers and tracksuit bottoms before without saying a word to me he started to leave the toilet cubicle. "Say a word or I'll beat the shit out of you." Archie aggressively said but I realised the comment wasn't aimed at me. "I ain't no faggot but he is." Archie added as he grabbed the other lad's tee shirt and rammed him up against a wall to emphasise his point. Archie might have been younger and shorter than the other lad but he was an amateur boxer so could easily follow through his threat. Archie then left and I realised the other lad was 19 year old Kirjan who knew I had just been fucked especially considering I was still bent over the toilet with my arse exposed and leaking scally spunk with the cubicle door open. You would have thought being caught semi-naked with my freshly fucked teen boy arse leaking scally spunk I would have been shocked and deeply embarrassed but in fact the opposite was true. Even aged fifteen and a half years old I was already a flagrant exhibitionist. For a start I had grown up in a nudist family so being seen naked had never embarrassed me. The only time I ever wore underwear was when playing sport and never tried to hide the obvious boners and pre-cum wet spots in my black school trousers or sporting boners in my shorts on the Tube. My first sex was with two 16 year old boys so I was no stranger to being watched having sex. Since then I had been the focal point of numerous gay orgies or letting older guys watch me getting fucked on Hampstead West Heath. Besides getting caught in my current predicament left twink sexy Kirjan in no doubt about my sexual preferences even if he had failed to notice the blatant flirting I had been directing at him over the last three weeks. Poor Kirjan looked like a rabbit transfixed by the headlights of a rapidly approaching car. He didn't know where to look, what to do or say. In the end he opted for doing nothing except leaving the toilets. "Fuck he's not interested." I silently thought to myself as I locked the toilet cubicle door. For several minutes I sat on the toilet finger fucking my freshly fucked arse and occasionally sucking my fingers clean of Archie scally spunk and my posh public schoolboy arse juice and hoped that another randy lad from the youth club would come in and make use of my slutty sexual services but none did so I left the toilet and youth club in search of more gay sex which I scored with two tasty blond 18 year old 6th Formers from another school. Read https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/highschool/sexual-experience/seduced-by-school-soccer-players for our first encounter. By the end of the day I had been fucked up the arse five times, once by Archie and twice by Justin and Peter with me fucking both of them once. The fact I had been caught in the illicit sexual act by Kirjan didn't bother me as he was only a part time volunteer rather than a youth club councillor so he would have little sway especially as he was Austrian and I was English and went to a prestigious fee paying London School which made me a selling point for the youth club so I could do no wrong. In fact knowing that Kirjan knew what I had done gave me a kinky thrill that turned me on when he blushed and acted bashful the next time I saw him. For the fourth week of the summer holidays I made sure Kirjan would see me disappearing into the boys toilet with another boy and both of us being in there for a long time leaving Kirjan in no doubt what I was up to. Also when sat down I would deliberately swing my exposed nudist tanned, blond haired and sports toned legs open and shut but acted as if I was doing it innocently rather than blatantly showing off the obvious bulge of my goods whenever I saw Kirjan looking over at me. It all came to a head mid-week during that fourth week when I followed Kirjan into the boys toilets. The porcelain urinal trough could have fitted four lads side by side with enough of a gap between them. Kirjan was stood at the far left of the trough and if I had followed public toilet etiquette I should have put as much space between us as possible however I stood right next to Kirjan and whipped out my nudist tanned cock that was almost at its full 7.5 thick meaty inches. Kirjan was pissing and he quickly realised I wasn't. He was staring forward as public toilet etiquette dictated but I was discretely looking at his pale angular twink sexy face out of the corner of my left eye which saw his gaze drop and then his light bluish grey eyes grow saucer wide when he saw what I was packing. Kirjan's face, with its surprised expression, lifted up and looked into my mid-teen schoolboy cute face with its seductive sultry male Lolita expression. "Fancy a blow job? It doesn't matter if you are straight, some of the other boys here are straight but like a BJ and they know I am better at it than girls and they can cum in my mouth whereas not all girls will let you." I said with my squeaky voice brazenly dripping with lust and carnal need. "Not here." Kirjan replied as he hastily shook his willy dry, zipped up and ran off as if he'd been stung. That got my wondering. Would Kirjan take me up on my offer? Was he straight, bi, gay or just needed to bust a nut? My questions were answered at 18:00 when the youth club closed. On the off chance Kirjan would take me up on my offer of a blow job I hung about when the youth club closed. Sat on a wall about 100 feet down from the entrance to the youth club I swung my nudist tanned, sports toned and blond haired legs back and forth as if Kirjan didn't turn up I was flirting my mid-teen boy assets and might score some other cock as I was that much of a slut despite my tender age. Luckily Kirjan did turn up. However he didn't saying anything to me but he did give me the "look" and walked on by. In my mind's eye that proved to me he was game and up for it but he was too scared of getting caught out. At the time this encounter happened the law in the UK said I was six months underage for straight sex but five years six months underaged for gay sex. Kirjan was legal for straight sex but at 19 years old was still technically two years under-aged for gay sex but to engage in gay sex with an underage boy would have landed him as a pedo even if I was more than willing, in fact I was desperate for sex with Kirjan as he had been a wank fantasy of mine for the past four weeks since first meeting him. Leaving a discrete distance between us I followed Kirjan around the corner out of sight of anyone who maybe from the youth club be they councillors, volunteers or members. To my delight Kirjan was waiting for me. "Were you serious" Kirjan asked me in a worried tone as his dreamy bluish grey eyes furtively flitted back and forth as if he was about to be sprung in a police or youth club sting. "Definitely. You are so stunning and I have been lusting and flirting since I first saw you but I was beginning to think you were straight and not interested." I said as I `innocently' adjusted the junk in the crotch of my white shorts. To cut a long story short Kirjan was game but declined my offer of going back to the den above my family's double garage. It would have been safe as my family knew I was already sexually active with males and had no qualms with it and they knew that if the red light was on the outside of the garage myself or my older Sister were using it so they wouldn't trouble us. However Kirjan was 19 and I was fifteen and a half years old so he wanted to fuck on his own turf which he knew but as I would find out he had other ulterior motives. Kirjan told me to follow him at a discrete distance and I willingly obeyed with my thick 7.5 inch cock an obvious log ending with a big damp pre-cum stain down the left leg of my snug fitting white cotton shorts and my arsehole twitching in eager anticipation. Maybe I was just going to get to suck stunningly sexy 19 year old pale Austrian twink Kirjan off but if that was all I was going to get I would certainly be finger fucking my slutty schoolboy arse to the max as I did so. Sat apart from Kirjan some people on the Tube gave me varying looks when they saw my blatant erection down the left leg of my white shorts. Some looks were of disgust whilst others were of envy, lust or "go for it" but those who gave me the last three types of looks weren't my type but I was more than happy to flaunt myself. Kirjan gave me a discrete nod when it was his stop and I followed him off the Tube. Kirjan's Halls of Residence was a short walk from the Tube station. It was a four storey block of single rooms with a communal male bathroom at one end with toilet cubicles, urinal basins with dividers and shower stalls and at the opposite end was a communal female bathroom. Kirjan's room was on the second floor and he worryingly kept a look out to male sure no-one saw him bringing a fifteen and a half year old to his room. Luckily once safely locked in Kirjan's room he relaxed. There was a single bed, 2 door wardrobe, chest of draws and small desk with a chair. Not knowing Kirjan's sexuality was at the time the fact that he pushed me up against the door and pressed his lush pale pile pink lips against my lush red ones and began passionately kissing me told me that he was at least bi-sexual if not full on gay but there was nothing camp about either of us. In not time our tongues were fencing with Kirjan's right hand groping the big obvious lump in the front of my white cotton shorts as his left hand groped my firm pert, sports toned arse and I returned the favour and felt up Kirjan's hot hard throbbing cock encased in his light grey cotton tracksuit bottoms and his firm pert arse. Kirjan's cock felt a slightly thicker than average 7 incher and throbbed to his heart beat and I couldn't wait to get my lips and mouth wrapped around it not to mention feeling it fucking my cock hungry slutty mid-teen boy arse. Although it was Kirjan who started the kiss it was I who started the undressing. Pushing up the hem of Kirjan's white tee shirt I exposed his pale flat firm stomach which had a thin treasure trail of light auburn hairs running into the waistband of his cotton light grey tracksuit bottoms. Next Kirjan's pale chest came into view which had pencil line definition and studded with two small pinkish brown nipples with small halos. Lifting Kirjan's tee shirt over his head exposed his armpits which had small tufts of auburn hairs that were naturally short and soaked with sweat. Now that Kirjan was topless I stood back so that I could take in the sexy sight. Kirjan had a tall oval gorgeous face topped with slightly curly auburn hair and studded with bluish grey eyes and lush pale pink lips. That combination could easily have landed him a fashion or twink nude model job. With Kirjan topless I dropped to my knees. He was wearing light grey cotton tracksuit bottoms with an obvious erection beneath but the way it was jutting I guessed he was wearing underwear beneath with the tip pointing towards the left hip. Only being fifteen and a half years old I knew how to flaunt my assets and gave Kirjan my best slutty, seductive and sultry male Lolita look as I lustfully gazed up at the gorgeous 19 year old, twink sexy lad that I had been perving on for four weeks and had been a wank fantasy of mine. Kirjan was topless but wearing light grey tracksuit bottoms, underwear and shorts whereas I was still in a sleeveless top, shorts and socks. But Kirjan soon became even more naked when I pulled his tracksuit bottom and yellow Y-fronts down in one go. Already I had seen Kirjan's oval, angular but twink sexy face which didn't need to be shaved yet. His pale chest was naturally hairless with pencil line definition and studded with two small pinkish brown nipples. His stomach was fit and firm with a thin treasure trail of light auburn hairs. Then his small sparse bush of naturally short auburn pubes came into view which were a lighter ginger/brown than the auburn hair on his head. Next came Kirjan's gorgeous cock that was as pale as the rest of him and like most Europeans he was uncut. Kirjan's cock was 7 inches in length, as pale as the rest of him and ended with a pink tinged uncut knob with the pale foreskin half peeled back. Kirjan had nice sized balls in a tight sack dusted with naturally short light auburn pubes. To finish off Kirjan had pale slim legs that had subtle sculpting and dusted with short auburn hairs. All in all Kirjan was a twink nude model in the making if the internet hadn't been in its infancy back then. With swimmer fit and very sexy 19 year old Kirjan naked except for his socks, tracksuit bottoms and Y-fronts bunched around his ankles his pale 7 inch cock jutted out at the horizontal and I gobbled it down like a hungry dog on a bone. Kirjan loudly gasped with pleasure when he felt my young hot wet mouth engulf his hot hard throbbing cock right down to the base of his sparsely pubed groin covered with naturally short auburn hairs. The fact I easily deep throated Kirjan's 7 inch cock despite my young age surprised and delighted him. Kirjan already knew I was being fucked up the arse after he caught Archie doing me in the youth club toilets and I was only fifteen and a half years old but already a well used cock whore. As I rapidly and expertly bobbed my hot wet sucking mouth on almost the full length of Kirjan's cock I lustfully held the gaze of his late-teen gorgeous face in a way that belied my young age and innocent looks. My strong talented tongue was like an electric eel swirling around Kirjan's thick throbbing cock that was leaking truly delicious salty sweet pre-cum like a broken tap which fired off my taste buds. My nose drank in the musky and highly erotic stink of Kirjan's twink boy crotch sweat which was like an aphrodisiac. All you cock suckers out there know the pleasures I was enjoying. You look up at their sexy face and naked upper body. You feel the heat and throbbing pulse of their cock in you rapidly bobbing mouth. The taste of their pre-cum fires off your taste buds. You get the kinky thrill you are going to use your mouth to make them orgasm. As I sucked Kirjan's hot hard throbbing cock I groped his firm pert smooth arse or caressed his subtly sculpted pale thighs dusted with short auburn hairs. It took me about ten minutes to suck Kirjan off. His breathing became more laboured, his pale twink sexy face stared scrunching up and his dreamy light bluish grey eyes started glazing over. Knowing that I had this gorgeous 19 year old lad on the brink of orgasm I stopped deep throating his hot hard throbbing nicely veined thick 7 inch cock and instead just concentrated on strongly sucking his helmet shaped, pre-cum leaking uncut knob and swirling my tongue around its sensitive crown. Kirjan didn't warn he was going to cum but all the warning signs were there and my mouth felt his uncut knob swell and then pulse as it started powerfully blasting out jet after jet of really thick salty sweet spunk which I let pool on my tongue where its delicious flavour fired off my taste buds. In total Kirjan blasted out ten large ropes of tasty cum and I carried on sucking his uncut knob for a bit just to make sure I had gotten every last drop. In the throes of orgasm Kirjan's stunningly sexy pale twink face flushed red and looked even more good looking if that was possible. If only my words could describe how good looking auburn haired 19 year old Kirjan was. Even after all these years my memory of Kirjan coupled with the description I wrote about him in my sex diary, which I am using to write up this encounter, his twink sexy face and pale slim lean body burns bright in my mind's eye. Once I was sure that no more spunk was coming from Kirjan I pulled my hot wet sucking mouth off his cock and made a deliberate show of swilling and savouring the delightful cum as I am such a jizz junkie and even ate my own as it is a wank wasted otherwise. At the same time I gave Kirjan my best slutty, sultry and seductive male Lolita look. Kirjan's bluish grey eyes were glazed with a contented look and his face was flushed red in a post-orgasm afterglow. As I was swilling Kirjan's very tasty cum he made apologies that he needed to go pee as we all need to flush the tube after an orgasm. He pulled on his tee shirt and tracksuit bottoms and left his room with me knelt on my knees savouring the lingering taste of his salty sweet spunk on my tongue. My big thick untouched cock was achingly hard and my arse was itching for a fucking but I didn't care as I had just sucked off a very sexy 19 year old twink four years my senior and he had been a wank fantasy of mine for four years. After several minute Kirjan returned but with another lad in his late teen but that is for the next write up as this is getting too long. I hope this one got you off and you're sat there splattered in cum. If you did please let me know at johnmcquillium@hotmail.co.uk as although I enjoy reliving it and writing it up it is nice knowing people read it. Check out my other true encounters in the Sexual Experience folders on the Gay Adult/Youth, Bi-sexual Adult/Youth, Gay High School and Bi-sexual High School archives or search for John Mcquillium under prolific authors