Date: Tue, 8 Feb 2011 17:42:41 +1100 From: The Pin Subject: Intro. & Arrival Pt. 4 It was an hell of a situation, the sex with Pauline (as I'll forever remember him) was out of this world, and I genuinely liked him, how nice he was I didn't in fact realise until he delicately suggested it was time we did something to alleviate someone's misery... "Look, you only came and fucked me because you thought I'd be pretty thoroughly 'broken in' down there, didn't you? In other words you wanted to learn all the tricks so you could go back and use them on you -know-who? Well, by now I reckon we've broken each other in don't you - well and truly? I'm not sore any longer by the way, in case you hadn't guessed - not surprising since you're up me about every other night is it? So, here's what I'd like you to do...I'm feeling pretty bad about him and I know you are too so, go for it, fuck him the way you'd planned it originally BUT, there's something that might help...I haven't shown you these before 'cause I didn't think you needed any - assistance". Here the pert little beauty eased from under me and with a playful swipe at my penis was off to rummage under a floor board. Sheepishly he produced his trump card GOD Almighty! The magazine was one of a certain "speciality" and in its class extremely well done, someone had obviously loved his subject. Together we pored over the rapidly turned pages, occasionally to pause. It was enough...within minutes I was pawing at the boy and muttering incoherently "Please, oh please....let's, please let's" and before I knew it he'd turned his back to me with a leg lifted high "Here, come in from behind, bring your leg across...like this, now can you reach...and can you put your...arm around my waist, like this?" I knew exactly how he wanted it for the page lay open at a particular spot depicting a couple in just such an act and, oh yes, oh yes.....clutching him from behind I drew him to me while thrusting upward and, God what bliss! After a lengthy session that neither was in any hurry to terminate we both lay, dreamy and content. Idly I caressed his shoulders and nape of neck, speculatively I mused aloud "So, you're proposing then that I borrow this, this sex tutorial of yours to well, warm him up shall we say with a view to fucking him? It'll make him randy ok and I dare say I'll be able to have him too, hopefully without injury but - what after? What about you, I'm torn two ways here, you see things have changed since that first time I wandered in and honestly I'm er...well..rather sort of...keen on you?" So I blurted it out. I waited for the indignant recriminations, instead a resigned giggle and then "Come on, come on - don't you see what's going to happen - you'll be fucking him silly at least one night a week and in between, well I expect to get my share and....could be lots of fun...I think he's sexy too you know and....well, who knows, I might even get turned on thinking about...what you're busy doing to him? There, take that thing with you and tell him, tell him just what you were doing with me and why and then...if you have a chance - have a look through that thing together...but don't, don't forget the Vaseline whatever you do!". I gawped incredulous, this boy was lovely - in more ways than I'd imagined, I felt overwhelmed. On impulse, I drew him to me and cuddled him...and of course one thing led to another and...oh that soft pink flesh, soft yet firm, the squeeze of his warm tight passage as his depths once more received me...I could love, did love...this tender boy beneath me mewing his appreciation. I was by no means confident, a couple of nights later I stood nervously outside the once familiar door, armed as I was it afforded some small comfort, hesitant I stood and then images of past encounters bolstered my resolve, hands on slim thighs, shivering loins...and I entered. He knew I was there, his breathing had changed but still he feigned sleep. Resolute now I moved to his bedside and silently perched on his mattress much as I had over a year ago - that first time, and then inspiration struck...why not emulate that first seduction? So it was that within minutes I had a hand around that familiar penis, felt it harden, thrust back flat against his tummy. Still he said nothing but unresisting lay there. I broke the silence "You know who I was visiting, and yes I did have sex with him. But what you don't know is why." He had flinched but remained erect, now I was toying with his nipples, these I knew to be unusually sensitive so continued "I was going crazy you see, so much, so badly, I, I just wanted, longed to fuck you so much but...I didn't know how, oh God, it was hurting....and I didn't want to hurt you either, to mess it up...so, I thought 'Pauline' yes, if I fuck him I'll know how to do it properly with you won't I?" For the first time he spoke "So, you fucked him". It was a statement, I gulped and continued "Funny, you mightn't believe it...but he was a virgin too and we sort of...learned together...." I let him digest this, and after a while "So why are you back ...doing ...this...to me then?" Here I took the plunge "Neither of us thought it fair, what had happened to you and Pauline well he realised that as well as being keen on him, I was still, well - I still had a thing going for you...and that neither would be comfy unless I did something about it, so - here I am". Before he had a chance to break in I plunged in further "...and he thought...you might like...to look at this...with me". Curiosity took over, the slim features glanced directly at me for the first time, then turned to the magazine where his eyes lingered, then glanced back "OK then" he sighed, you'd better come in then but...we'll need the torch." Flat on our tummies beneath his sheets, torch carefully masked, we took in the intimate acts that revealed themselves page after page, there was no hurry for both took time to savour the images, imagination completing detail. I had seen some images before but remained enthralled by the bold enjoyment displayed by the participants, a young boy's obvious enthusiasm as he fingered a huge penis, his adoring gaze up at its owner and then over the page the same boy bent over offering himself while the member sought entry between his trim buttocks...then again with head thrown back in obvious delight, he presented to view fully impaled and possessed, lover's hands clasping his little hips. Beside me, I heard dry gulping sounds and a whisper "God, amazing...look at the size and he's....enjoying it isn't he? He's really being fucked!". Pages turned, new scenarios, youths in near impossible positions, bodies contorting and with one objective in mind, penetration. Again and again, the youths were subjugated, penetrated, fucked and then.....the recurrent theme ... the dominant and muscular lover, now exhausted, satisfied, sated and some even - humbled by these slightly built creatures they had just enjoyed. The tension built, it became unbearable and I knew that he too now recognised the inevitable for "Have you - got anything, Vaseline...with you?". I whispered assent, by now both were trembling with desire, lovingly I fondled his ripe little buttocks, intruded a greased finger, entered him again, and again as much for the pleasure of the feel as anything but soon soft squishing could be heard "Oh yesssss, that feels so nice now......how many fingers is that? Doesn't matter...I'm so randy....here, just lie on top....". I could dimly make out the slim flanks beneath, his entrance was right there - impaled by three fingers of my left hand, he was tiny and tight but.....hopelessly carried away now and this was my chance...so using all my newly acquired skills I eased into him, ever so gently, sensing he was about to call out, I'd halt, pause and then resume - lifting his hips I slid a spare hand beneath, there....and I resumed masturbation, and so slid in a fraction further all the time muttering flattering endearments "Gorgeous, you'll be a lovely fuck, can already feel you, God you're just the right size for me, lovely body too, you're beautiful...Oh God, so lucky, so lucky." I think that in some way I'd overwhelmed his senses in fact I felt him cum even before I'd fully entered...this involuntary convulsion permitted me full penetration before he'd even registered the fact. Then not daring to move, I pressed down upon him still shaking with excitement - minutes passed before I tentatively began to initiate the act of love...he said not a word, emboldened I lengthened my strokes still fascinated by the sight of my penis as it vanished and emerged from the tight little ring. At last he spoke "That hurt...more than anything...but I had to do it...I had to...and now..it's ok, sore still but yes...it's ok and I've already cum, don't know how....keep doing it like that...nice actually....there just keep on that way. Minutes passed and then, occasionally little buttock would rise to meet my thrusts "So, this is how it feels to be fucked ...hmmm, still not sure but it's different, very different...and God, there's that feeling again..is it, oh Christ! Christ! Cumming, really cumming and oh God!" Of course I couldn't last much longer after that either and so it was that I lay clasping the fragile boy to me, he was crying I noticed but no matter for "How silly, I thought there'd be no more after I saw you with him.....but now, oh yes, we can both do it can't we, now you've really fucked me....we'll take it in turns, that's what but...I'll be much too sore for a while so you'll be ....oh you bastard!" Arms went around me and his lips pressed against my throat...for the next few days I desperately tried to conceal that love bite...