Date: Sat, 5 Dec 2009 16:46:17 +0800 (WST) From: The Pin Subject: The Fast Learner I was no innocent of course, long before my arrival here I had experienced the pleasures of boy-to-boy sex but it had been a while.....now I found myself in the company of a slightly older boy whose suggestion it had been that we go for a training run up the cliff tops, here I discovered the remains of old fortifications, a brick citadel linked by tunnels and surrounded by steep battlements. My partner had obviously been here before and knew where he was going since he headed for one of the more intact openings where once inside we had to adjust to the gloom, the only light appeared to come from narrow slits in the outside wall. We didn't go far before my companion slowed his pace and appeared to be examining an interior wall, following the direction of his gaze I saw...WOW! This was obviously some sort of rendezvous, a favoured spot for the exercise of some skilled graffiti artist for there in chalk upon the wall were the most intricate and detailed sketches imaginable, boys and boys, men and boys all appeared in various stages of the sexual act. First to catch my attention was a graceful rendition of some smiling youngster stooped over with arched back as some hulking admirer sank an engorged penis between his buttocks, other intriguing depictions followed until one in particular made me linger. The object of my fascination showed two individuals both facing me, a man and a boy, both were obviously fully erect but the fascinating part was that the much larger male had placed his hands under the boy's thighs to lift and position him ...there they were the youngster held up while his lover's penis plunged upward between his thighs and into him. The sight of the boy held up held up before his huge admirer as that penis disappeared into him was the biggest turn on for me, but I noticed more, for there was also a blissful expression of enjoyment on the boy's face - which coupled with his own raging erection said it all! Here was a youngster being powerfully taken by a big man and loving the experience, he was up in the air - literally! By now I was totally preoccupied, here was stuff I could only dream of, and I had never felt more randy - so it isn't surprising that I hadn't noticed my shorts being slowly lowered around my ankles while a hand began to softly masturbate me... "God, I've been waiting for this, you are so sexy!" he said Silly boy, if only he'd known, all he needed was to ask nicely! So, happy to oblige I in turn reached out and we began a slow fondle before that erotic back drop. Boys are naturally skilled at pleasuring one another and it doesn't take long to learn how, it was obvious neither of us needed teaching so there we stood in the gloom silent and enjoying except for the heavy breathing as skilled fingers wrought their magic. Despite the pleasurable feelings between my legs I couldn't take my eyes off that last picture - in fact I filed it away for future reference under "things to do"! Much later my new friend and I blinked our way back into daylight leaving two new puddles on the floor by way of a thank you offering to that unknown artist.....yes, there were a couple more encounters with my admirer before he moved on to another school system....which of course left me rather at a loose end? For a little while at least, until stealthy fingers again reached for my penis... Some years passed, by now a prefect within the school that strange English system stipulated that I had to employ the services of a "Fag" - this was a boy in his first year who for a nominal fee would run errands, clean my shoes and the like. There was really only one choice for me - a friend's little brother had just started with us and I was persuaded to take him on. No problem, this slender youngster had curly dark hair, long eye lashes and lovely skin but would he be suitable "material"? Carefully I plotted my strategy, thoughtfully I sat down and penned a short work of pornography involving a choir boy with the organist and from memory as best I could added a couple of appropriate illustrations. The bait was set, knowing my new fag was due to clean my study that afternoon I left the document open on my desk - and sat back to wait. The knock on the door came and pretending to be engrossed in study asked him to go ahead. As expected, movement suddenly ceased - from the corner of my eye I saw the girlish figure frozen by my desk, a minute or two passed and feigning annoyance I looked up and petulantly declared - "that stuff isn't suitable for you - you're much too young!" There was a slight giggle as he blushed, then again looked back at my desk. Another minute passed and with a sigh I rose and went over to him, to be greeted by head turned with a little grin! He really was rather pretty... so ever so casually I reached round in front, no mistaking it - he was erect alright so ears attuned for sounds of footsteps in the corridor and grasping him by the hand I led him over to my bed in the corner. Once there and horizontal I casually undid his zip - much as I wanted to I didn't dare undress him - not here. One look at his face gave the game away, the sexy little smile and quickened breaths gave the green light and quickly I set to work pleasuring my little beauty, I hated to rush things but my aim now was to induce intense pleasure as quickly as possible, I had an eager receptive 13 year old writhing his hips before me so it didn't take long to bring on a gasping climax. It was a wonderful feeling after to gently cuddle him while rearranging his clothes - now the question was, "what next?". After that preliminary bout I let things take their course, his daily chores would bring us into contact soon enough and I wanted to see what would happen. Again, that knock on the door, this time the entry was expectant - was he after more? Quietly he set about his tasks until unmistakably he brushed against me and glanced sidelong - and giggled, message received I quietly took him by the hand and explained what he should do - down the corridor right at the end was a vacant bedroom, there he should wait. Listening to the faint footsteps I let a decent interval pass then quietly padded after him, entering, I found him standing self consciously not sure what to do next so walking up to him I deliberately placed my hand between his thighs and softly stroked. It was like magic the way he relaxed, the little darling was made for this nor did he object when slowly I eased his trousers down, past his knees and then to his delicate ankles, here he daintily stepped out of them presenting himself half naked for my enjoyment, now with that little pouting smile once more in place. Gently I lifted my sexy little load onto the bed where I began to methodically fondle and caress, soon it was obvious from his gasps that if I wasn't careful he would soon cum - and that would never do since there was something important that needed doing! Undoing my zip I experimentally reached for his hand to place it on my penis, his reaction was prompt and I felt myself awkwardly grasped as he tried to masturbate me. However I had something else in mind, retrieving the cache of Vaseline from where I had previously stashed it beneath the mattress I carefully lubricated first my fingers and then gently probing - found his little pleasure passage. Now I took my time, inserting the one finger first in simple penetration before ever so gently starting a slow finger fuck. A glance at his face revealed parted lips with excited breaths coming in little gasps - and those eyes were HUGE! I continued with my work, I wanted him to be thoroughly used to me invading his private place and even begin to derive pleasure from the act, I needn't have worried, the lovely little boy was lapping up the attention. Eventually despite his clumsy ministrations I came - as much from what he did to me as the sight of his beautiful nakedness. Once more I tenderly dressed and smoothed him over before checking the exit was all clear. For the next week or so we repeated our assignment, but steadily I increased the number of fingers inserted until magically I had him laying back as three digits comfortably slid in and out - by now I had found that if he were masturbated during the process I could enter him pretty much at will - though always with lubricant. Then came the day, we both knew it for when we met he gave a gloating knowing little smile, he was quite bright enough to work out what I was after and obviously quite happy to cooperate for without waiting he retrieved our Vaseline and looking at me all the while slowly and sensuously anointed his passage, spellbound I watched as he penetrated himself to anoint that lovely opening, the little imp gave me another knowing smile before bending low across the bed. Almost with reverence I softly moved to the pert little buttocks, parted the cheeks to reveal the now glistening target of my desire and ever so delicately positioned the tip of my penis at its centre, unbelievably I felt an impatient nudge - he wanted it! Those rehearsals more than paid off, in I slid to bury my tip - paused for adjustment as I heard him gasp and then slowly it sank in - all the way. Bliss - I was in my little darling at last! God, I needed to make this one last, I felt that he was special so taking my time I experimentally angled into him first from one side and then the other, I would withdraw almost completely and then with relief sink back into him, occasionally there would be a little down thrust to catch his prostate - and each time to hear another little gasp - on and on it went with the little beauty pitching forward slightly on each down stroke. Of course the end was pretty drastic, I nearly screamed in fact as with convulsion after convulsion I emptied myself into the adorable boy. Then with splitting headache and wobbly knees I again helped him dress and tidy up - to find that unbeknown to myself he for the first time had unloaded all over his tummy! It was all I could do not to take him by the hand as he left! Now, there was something I had never forgotten in the intervening years and that was the intensely erotic chalk depiction of the little boy hoisted to be impaled by that standing man ... it suddenly hit me that here I had the ideal partner, right size, ravingly attractive, now broken in and above all - very willing! Only one problem - I wanted to be able to watch the action, and then it hit me...the upstairs bath room, it had wall mirrors of just the right height - but how to arrange a suitable time? The next day we had a little discussion, it wasn't long before details were worked out and an appointment made. All this however had taken its toll on my young friend so quickly undoing his zip I took him in my mouth while frantically manipulating my own penis - relief! Arriving at the appointed time I anxiously waited until slowly the door opened and soundlessly the lithe young body slipped into the bath room - then I bolted the door. Both were excited beyond belief, I noticed that I kept swallowing - then found he was doing the same - so both were undressed in no time. A moment's panic when I remembered the Vaseline, I'd left it behind! Mercifully I recalled that wet soap was just as effective so, reaching out I pulled the slim young body toward me while with the other hand gently fondled his genitals, he was of course erect for me and once again I relished running my fingers over that smooth little knob to let them linger over the tip as he began to shudder, with closed eyes....and "oh, that's nice, very nice - I love you doing this, do you think I'm sexy?" The little devil knew the answer to that of course as I directed his own fingers to my rock hard penis. We fondled one another by way of foreplay for a while then deciding the time had come, positioned ourselves before one of those mirrors. Placing the elf like boy in front we both faced the mirror, then carefully lubricating his glistening buttocks with wet soap, dried my hands carefully (I didn't want to drop this little treasure!), parted his smooth thighs - and lifted. To my relief he was quite manageable and the next stage involved balancing him with hands under thighs, here looking in the mirror actually helped with the positioning because it was surprisingly easy to place the tip of my penis directly beneath his opening. All that remained was to lower the precious little burden, which I did oh so slowly while watching his expression in the mirror - what I saw almost made me come there and then, a look of absolute triumph as he sank down onto me. Knowing I was watching the little flirt began to put on a show, each time I raised and then lowered him he would close his eyes in ecstasy and give little gasps, soon he was panting in time to my movements but the biggest turn on of all was his erection - it stayed splendidly upright and firm as I moved in and out of him, the true indicator of his arousal. Naturally I wasn't able to keep this up indefinitely but here he came to my aid, in the middle of my pleasuring him he grasped his own penis and joyfully masturbated in time to my own thrusts - his accompanying sound effects took me over the edge and I pumped him full of everything I had - then, placing his feet on the ground threw my arms around his delicate little shoulders just as his own ministrations achieved their splashing effect. Neither was able to move or say anything for a while - I think both were overwhelmed by what we'd just done, thankfully neither of us met anyone on the way down - had we done so I'm sure some awkward questions would have been asked!