Date: Tue, 12 Feb 2013 08:31:17 +0800 (WST) From: Paul Hart Subject: The Introduction Part 1 The Introduction Part 1 You marry young and often without sufficient background research. My choice was a slender waif with dark curly hair, full lips and an oh so innocent look, a natural fresh complexion meant she had no use for makeup, naked she would easily have passed for a slim young teen since her small dainty breasts firmly jutted upward to neat little points. Further, Margaret was very highly sexed. So it was that aged 23 I accompanied my new 20 year old bride to meet her family in Australia. My immediate impressions were of a starchy set of Presbyterians, the sole exception being Margaret's older brother Simon, it was soon obvious that he was in all probability gay. This interested me, despite a lovely young wife I still had strong memories of encounters at school where at least twice a week my bedroom door would be softly opened and resignedly I'd divest my pyjama bottoms..not that I minded! Yes Simon was certainly "interesting"! With the others though, I was on my best behaviour for Margaret's mother in particular had stern views on many subjects but at the same time they were an enigmatic bunch, secretive in the extreme. So, there I was, married into a well-to-do family, pillars of society, strictly God fearing yet close knit, secretive. The chink appeared one evening as I chatted away to Simon, he was proudly displaying certain Billboard material on the internet, nothing unusual but then...a perhaps accidental entry, some unconscious lapse...and oh yes..it was a pretty youth on his knees and simpering at the penis poised before his willing lips. A nervous glance from Simon, then reassured by what he saw on he went...various poses followed, to me all tastefully erotic and then....this was the one! Oh my, you know how it is when you suddenly see something that immediately turns you on...the urge to retire somewhere and enjoy yourself ... only here was Simon...my throat was dry, that pretty boy was blatantly offering himself up to the eager lover kneeling between his legs....Simon too was staring rapt then I felt his hand on the back of my thigh and I broke the silence "they are a real turn on aren't they". Simon swallowed and his voice husked "I'd love to do that with someone....someone really nice" In reply I removed his exploring hand and pressed it to my rigid penis...quietly I said "yes, oh yes but...it has been a couple of years since...you'll need some lubricant...to use on me. He removed my trousers and for the next minute or so I experienced the thrill of again being prepared for someone's pleasure, you know how it is when his fingers enter you and there's that smooth feeling from the lotion...if he's particularly turned on he'll use those fingers to fool around inside and that is just what happened. Preparations complete Simon reluctantly stopped fingering me and I started to position myself in imitation of the scenario we'd just enjoyed. I lay on my back, parted legs wide and bent my knees then raised my hips high as if in offering, penis erect and flat against my tummy, dribbling - I was so looking forward to being fucked again! Simon had fully undressed and looked really stunning as he knelt between my parted legs, to help him I used my hands beneath my hips to arch them higher and breathing heavily Simon moved forward against me. Something probed between my straining cheeks, I relaxed then held my breath...was it...oh yes, yes, yesssss and after so long, God it was filling me, I could feel it as it moved up inside! "Oh you ARE tight Don, this feels fantastic!" came out between gasps. For my part, I'd never been taken this way before, principally I'd been penetrated while lying on my side, a lover pressing against my back. Another bonus was that in my present position Simon was presented with my hard penis, a temptation he couldn't resist because as he thrust up and into me my lover simultaneously masturbated me with a spare hand. Now call me vain if you like but I know how attractive I am to men and how to make the most of it so what I was receiving now was Simon's undivided attention - which of course made me as randy as hell. However the combined effects of his penis strokes and expert fondling/masturbation soon had me quivering, jerking and then as I tensed again - out it shot. I think I cried out loud......four years of drought, now I realised just how much I had missed this, happy I lay back as Simon began his climax...then the spurt of warmth, the painful grasp of his hands tightening on my thighs, here was a man happy to have just had me....more than happy it seemed because incoherent muttering and gasps of pleasure were all I could hear. Reluctantly, I let him slip from between my grateful buttocks. Yes four years abstinence is a wonderful aphrodisiac, I remained aroused and idly began to fondle Simon's limp penis..."Let's do something Simon....would you like to feel me up for a bit? Yes? Here....." His penis was pinkly soft but tempting and oh so close to my mouth and as he hardened my tongue relished that lovely smooth texture near the tip. "Simon, do you think you could do it to me again...soon?" Here I rolled onto my side presenting him with what I knew to be a pair of luscious buttocks. In this customary position old memories revived, again randy I guided his tip to the desired spot and concentrated my full attention on the feelings as after a slight pause, in he slid, then the lovely full feeling again...this man really DID want me! This time it took him longer to pleasure me and neither of us hurried, so cocking a leg to vary his access I was content to let him take me slowly...such enjoyment, on and on and on but then that feeling, hopelessly aroused I had gone limp, too much excitement but there came that feeling all the same, as if I needed to pee, it grew and grew and OH MY! I came in a dribble into Simon's cupped hand, still he kept on and by now I was thankful for the anaesthetic in the lubricant he'd used! I was being well and truly used, Simon was extracting every last ounce of pleasure from my body...and I was dreamily content. I was quite shameless I suppose because finding Simon beside me, I found myself still aroused. Now my nipples have always been sensitive and whenever I masturbate I tend to use the spare hand to tease and caress one to help stimulate and intensify the pleasure forming "down there". So I began pleasuring myself, at first Simon watched amazed, then grew interested - like most men I've developed masturbation to a fine art and for Simon I must have put on quite a show for amazingly he too became erect and began toying with himself. So there we were lying side by side each drinking in the sight of the other as we enjoyed ourselves. I don't care what they say, a woman can never match a man when it comes to masturbation and come to think of it - what have they got that we haven't got? The feeling in my nipple intensified, as did my excitement, wryly I grinned at Simon and he grinned back, neither could take his eyes off the other until....very tired Simon and I parted company, he for one being more than happy to have me in the family!