Date: Mon, 05 Jul 2021 09:05:17 +0000 From: andyspellman Subject: English village life instalment 2 If you have read the first instalment you will know Peter is a twenty two year old student home for the summer holiday. He lives in an English village and has met Roger who is nearly fifteen. This instalment continues their growing closeness. Again as before please donate to Nifty and again if the details of a twenty two year old and a fifteen year old sound to be illegal in your country please do not read this story. Also do not read it if teenage and adult relationships upset you. I do not condone sex between minors and adults. This is a piece of fiction and none of the characters really exist. Roger and I enjoy fun together The next day went slowly but I had a feeling things were going to change this evening. I went into town and once again sucked off a guy through a gloryhole but without being sucked myself. I set off as usual in the early evening, it was warm but dull that evening and I felt nervous. The more I thought about the last week the more I felt Roger was interested in fun with guys. Anyhow I reached the gate as usual and soon saw him riding up. He was wearing a white t shirt and dark brown jeans this time and he looked fit and gorgeous. We said Hello and it all seemed as if there was something in the air. We stopped and chatted about Roger's previous weekend which had seen him at home when his sister was there. This time Roger asked me about the degree course I was taking and he seemed really keen on study and on this subject - History. We were walking slowly along now and as I reached the woods I said, `let's keep talking', so we slowly made our way along the path. We were standing very close to each other and now Roger began to talk about how he loved nature, trees and their shape. We talked about this for a bit and I had one hand in my pockets and was pretty clearly rubbing myself. Roger looked and I said, something like, `I need a wank.' We were near the dip so I risked it and rubbed across my jeans asking him, `Don't you ever get a need?' Roger looked a bit shocked but I pointed out there was no one around. Just at that moment I heard laughter and two girls were walking behind us. They certainly hadn't seen or heard anything but at once I stopped rubbing and mouthed my annoyance. Roger lent over and said `after they've gone there won't be anyone near the gate now and no one can see the gate from here'. OK but isnt there anywhere here once they've gone? Gate's easier The girls going past looked unconcerned and walked on so we waited till they had gone and walked back to the gate which was inset into a hawthorn hedge. You wouldn't notice it as it was round a corner and inset on its own. I was nervous but buzzing and at Roger's suggestion I lent against the gate with him in front of me and unzipped myself. In those days guys were beginning to wear coloured pants and mine were grey. I looked round, undid my belt and unzipped. I rubbed across to make myself really hard. I pushed my hand inside then lowered my pants so my cock was just out and I rubbed it slowly. Roger stood close so I moaned slightly saying how good it felt. `Come close I said so no one can see. It feels so good.' I made sure he could see my cock tho it wasn't fully out of my pants. `Do you want to do it too?' I whispered. `Maybe later' Roger was directly in front of me and could see everything. `Go on rub me'. Roger put his hand on my cock and it was too much for me. Gazing at him, his eyes and lips I shot a load which went partly over my hands and on my pants. `Wow.. that was something else' I said smiling. `I really needed that'. `Yeh you did' said with a shy laugh. `I came really quick,, cos of my audience' I said with a laugh... `maybe you need to do it too?' I was certain Roger was hard and I wanted to get him to do it too. `Go on swap places'. My hand was on his shoulder and he moved into me. Then he lent against the gate and undid his belt, slipped his hand inside. I asked him to open up otherwise it would go everywhere. He sighed, unzipped his jeans and put his hand inside showing light blue pants. He kept his hand there while I touched the outside of his pants. I stroked them as he rubbed and that did it so he squirted in his pants with a cry. I gazed at the dark patch now visible and said `bet they're messy'. We laughed as we knew how sticky we both were. I still had my fingers on Roger's pants feeling a bulge looking into his face. `That was so good' me with a smile. Yeh, I knew he might feel let down after the high of doing it so I touched his shoulder, `we both needed it and it felt really good'. Roger smiled but still hadn't zipped up. I traced my finger over his package saying, `pity I didn't really get to see inside your pants'. I felt I had to say, `I wank every day... and left it hanging for Roger to say `Yeh.. me too' I asked if he'd ever been caught doing it and he said he hadn't but had had a narrow escape when his sister nearly came into his room at the wrong moment. I then asked if he ever did it outside. There was a blush as he said 'maybe'. `I do too sometimes' as I made a place up where I might have done it saying I once used a field with no one around and once in some woods. Yeh? `Have you wanked with anyone else? I did it with another boy at school a few times' I added. `Done it with Philip once at scout camp Bet that was hot. Yeh was good. Did you do anything else? No.. he wants to tho. You don't? Dunno..maybe You know you are really sexy. Roger blushed but said `thanks'.. you're pretty hot too.' I stroked his arm which he let me do. I'd really have liked to kiss him but knew it was too soon for that. We looked at each other and I think we knew we had crossed a rubicon and were going to go further . We just didn't know how to take the next step. I gotta go it's late OK meet up again here tho? Yeh spect so. We were close together now and I rubbed his bum saying how hot he was. His bum was small, not like a girl's but feeling it gave me such good feelings. We went separate ways home. It had been quite a few days: being sucked off, giving a guy a bj and tonight I'd wanked in front of Roger and he'd cum with me. But I knew if we were going to go beyond wanking each other I would have to get more experience sucking cock and maybe going further. More glory hole action I decided that as my meetings with Roger were precious I ought to get more experience at cock sucking. Would using a glory hole be sufficient? Was I ready to go further and would Roger let me lead him further? I knew I needed to do more with guys particularly guys who were experienced. One of the toilet blocks with gloryholes was outside the main part of the town, set in a field but on a layby from a busy road. It was a favourite stop off point for car drivers looking for fun. There were places to go along a hedge set far back from the road and there was also a storeroom behind usually kept locked. But on one occasion it was left open I saw inside once where there were jets of spunk on the floor so it was somewhere where guys who knew how to access it would come for action. I started hanging round there and realised while teen boys used the toilets which had two cubicles and a decent size glory hole the main users were older guys. A couple of them were maybe a couple of years older than me and pretty fit, usually dressed in t and shorts. I started hanging around and now looked them up and down. I continued to catch up with Roger but we had not repeated our shared wank. In fact we had talked about outdoors, our families and friends. We were getting closer to each other despite the age difference. Like me he enjoyed being in the garden, helping his parents and he loved nature. I couldn't tell him about my day time adventures but said I would not be around one Thursday evening as there was something with family. No problem – I knew he would go back to his hollow for a wank. In fact I was going to the gloryhole. I got there early evening and saw one of the regular guys hanging around. I looked at him and returned his finger wave. He simply indicated to go round the back of the toilet block where the shed was open. He was mid 20s I think, t shirt and shorts with a fine fit muscly figure. He pulled me in and for the first time I kissed a guy. At first it was a tentative kiss but he got more insistent and as we tongued each other I found I was getting hard and pushing into his shorts and his package. That's all I needed and he pushed me to my knees. I knew what to do – lower his shorts and lick his balls before starting to take his cock deep in my mouth. I've improved my technique since then of course and it took quite a few minutes before he took his cock out of my mouth and splashed squirts of cum on the floor. A smile and another kiss which was deeper than before. I felt my shorts being pulled down and then I was being sucked. I wanted to know his technique and he was good – pretty slow at first, a lot of ball sucking, then taking my cock deep in his mouth right to the back of his throat and then pushing me backwards and forwards. I didn't hesitate tho when he whispered `tell me when yore ready' I knew he didn't want to swallow me. This was wonderful with such deep feelings, less throat action now and more the sort of thing I could do with Roger. I tingled and suddenly felt a deep longing starting in the pit of my stomach, then through my legs. I pushed my sucker's face away and lent back to spurt on the floor. We smiled at each other as we gazed at our spunk and had a sloppy kiss. He wasn't finished tho and I felt a finger along my bum cleft teasing my hole. I held his shoulders, opened my legs and let him finger me. I had washed there of course and enjoyed the sensation of a finger teasing my tight hole. He indicated I should do the same to him and I loved caressing his slim tight bum and working my finger in. In fact I pushed inside him before he whispered, `have to stop.. too risky here'. We cleaned up our mess on the floor and left. We waved and went separate ways. I went home more confident than before and knowing there was another guy who used this toilet block who I could hopefully learn from. In fact over the next week the two guys developed my cock sucking education and did more to play with my hole than before. I still hadn't been broken in but felt I was much nearer being able to enjoy fun with Roger. I had also been swallowing these two guys and they had swallowed my cum too. But now I wanted to see Roger at the swimming pool. We will see how meeting Roger at the swimming pool goes in the next instalment.