Date: Sat, 18 May 2013 11:37:24 +1000 From: Paul Hart Subject: First Term Part 2 - The Sequel First term Part 2 - The Sequel The older boy forged ahead, we hadn't far to go and I knew that pretty soon those shorts of his would be down around his ankles - mine too! This was my second year now and we'd established a routine...these "training runs" as it were often ended in convenient bushes or pill boxes where gratefully we'd sprawl legs apart and hands busy. We became highly skilled of course though I had a head start here. An added stimulus was the risk of discovery slight though it was and we'd spend a couple of hours enjoying each other, stroking, fondling, spasmodic sucking and then masturbating each other, a couple of times I reacall some half hearted attempts to fuck each other - but without knowledge of lubricant, we soon gave up. On another front, my former room mate and I had since graduated to having our own bedrooms, fortunately they were facing on opposite sides of a corridor and since his while his other admirer now resided on another floor level...I had him to myself...as far as I knew. Here things had progressed to an interesting stage, you see for some time the little fellow had been experiencing misgivings...that he was "queer" - for my part I didn't care what I was - but he felt the need to somehow excuse his feelings. He did so by obtaining those soft porn magazines you got from some Newsagents, I'd then be invited to visit and enjoy the pictures with him. This worked fine, torch under the bedclothes we'd lie there fondling each other's pricks ...occasionally though I'd let my hands wander, to caress buttocks or the small of his back...occasionally the magazine would close...and he didn't notice...eventually, he dispensed with the magazines altogether. This was the start of a true hommosexual relationship that lasted unti he left, I recall that quite early on as I entered his room and undid his pyjamas he commented wryly "A right couple of queers, aren't we?" I gulped and nodded. Our sessions became more sophisticated...I always began by slowly undressing him...the sight of his pyjamas falling to his ankles did things for me....once I had him on the bed my hands were everywhere...I'd tell him I wanted his 'cunt' and then insert a finger...he'd lie there breathing heavily as I finger fucked him, the sessions lengthened....sometimes they became unbearable, we just had to cum but the thing was that I just couldn't get enough of his body. It was funny, often half seriously we'd pretend we were only "this way" because of school life, the absence of women being the root cause, in school holidays it was "different". No way, there was one occasion when returning to school we'd found ourselves alone in a carriage...conversation turned to sex, in no time it seemed we were heading to the toilet..there we remained for the next hour, kneeling on the floor to escape observation from train platforms as carefully and thoroughly we made up for time lost...still, we remained anal virgins..until. Well, we'd been sitting together on a ramp, gym shorts on, his legs beside me gleamed smmooth, white and slender, I wanted to run a hand over them but others were around, instead I complimented him on having susch sexy legs and one thing led to another, both agreed we couldn't wait until night time for sex....so we snuck up to the baths. The baths were out of bounds during the day and were located upstairs so we snuck up. No sooner was the door closed behind us than we just stood and looked at each other, then we were at it, fumbling each others clothes. For appearances sake, we ran a couple of baths, needless to say only one got used, it was lovely lying in the warmth caressing one another and the "finger" I was able to give him...wow! We both must have had something more in mind..I can see that now because getting out of the bath I drew him to me and asked "Want to try kissing" he simpered and gazed back with those big brown eyes "If you like..." We were clumsy, so clumsy but it seemed to fuel our passion..one thing was left...I knew fucking him would be out of the question, my prick was simply too big for the boy but....I suggested "Would you like to try and...fuck me" Oh yes....no question, so full of excitement I bent over the bathtub...in he came, no lubricant and YIKES! I bore with it as he began rocking me back and forth, the kid was frantic...before long he'd shot me full...we were both stunned by the experience....he was a bit scared with it too...the intensity of his feelings had startled him...and he was finally coming to grips with the fact that part of him at least...was really gay. From then on our lovemaking changed, it embodied far more cuddling and then there was the kissing..by the time my little friend left the school I had only to hold him to me and caress his back to have him start shaking with desire...then I'd pull down my trousers and happily lie there as he fucked me.. Well I left school in due course...but never forgot the exciting sex we'd had..I caught up with my little friend only to find he'd settled with that older boy who had visited us in that bed room...so I went my way...indulging myself with girls, lots of them but....then there came the evening, I was on my own in a West London pub surrounded by a noisy throng, a slightly older man caught my eye - I think he had been edging towards me. Sure enough he struck up a conversation...he seemed pleasant and was nice looking...so I didn't mind...we became engrossed in conversation until closing time, whereupon he invited me back 'for coffee'. There it was, that old lurch in the pit of my tummy, the rush of excitement...I knew what he wanted but wasn't yet sure if he'd get it...it had been so long since...but off we went. Surprisingly, coffee did materialise and he didn't rush things...I was starting to like him more and more, then it dawned on me, he wasn't used to doing this and he was probably shy! Eventually I broke the ice, I was increasingly aroused and could feel my prick harden as he glanced at me "You - want to sleep with me, don't you?" He hesitated then got it off his chest "Yes..." I was by now very excited and had the dry mouth and lump in throat that goes with it, so I continued..."Well - where shall we.....do it then?" He got up..."This way..." I followed him down a short passage to a large bedroom with double bed, in a flash seemingly, he undressed and hopped between the sheets, there he lay watching me...so, I put on a show taking my time, once fully undressed I posed, stretching arms up and entwining them then clasping them behind my head, I was careful to turn and let him glimpse my buttocks, dry mouthed still I asked "Well, will this do?" I was fondling my rigid prick as I asked "You are VERY attractive *****" he muttered as if drowsily, so I sauntered over to the bed and slipped in beside him. His hands were shaking as they roamed my body, I allowed myself the treat of reaching for his penis...it's always a thrill that first time you hold a new man, the touch alone turns me on...you can let your fingers glide up his shaft, gently stroke the smooth round head as you toy with it...man-to-man sex...oh wow!! I knew from past experience I could do what I liked with him now....he'd want to get into me no matter what...the thing was, to have fun first...lots of fun...so quietly after a few minutes I quietly asked.."Do you want...to suck me...for a bit?" He moved like a shot, bedlothes thrown back, his head was bobbing up and down above my penis as my fingers twined in his hair..then "Enough...you don't want me cumming yet - do you?" We resumed masturbation interspersed with groping...both breathing heavily...it had been so long for me after all...so...it was something of a relief when I felt fingers fondling my buttocks, I shifted to make it easier for him...and shortly after felt him probing my anus "Yess, oh yesssss!" I prompted pushing back to let him get further up me. He kissed my neck then asked "Have...you done...IT before? "Yes, oh yes...but it's been a while..." "Oh" he said....then I won't...do it to you now..." "Yes, go on do it...only use something, lubricant...but you can do it to me.....yes you can...please!" I was laid flat on my tummy, above me a man's body pressed down...and the bed springs rhythmically creaked as he fucked me, eyes half closed I lay there blissfully enjoying it - it had been so long, so long....but I knew, knew for sure now...this was what I loved and I could seek my pleasures with either woman or man....but just now, nothing else mattered, these measured thrusts up into me, his hoarse panting. It all came to a head when, having seen him collapse exhausted having finally rolled off from my buttocks, I got up and went to get dressed....I heard him call out "Don't go, don't go ****** - please stay ...." I did stay but paid the price, walking home next day was painful...it had indeed been a long time and his prick, well it was way larger that what I'd been used to...but then, he anted to see me again...I couldn't think why.