Date: Tue, 8 Feb 2011 15:57:21 +0100 From: John Price Subject: John's Early Learning Chapter 3 JOHN'S EARLY LEARNING by John P Copyright 2011 Chapter 3 We continued our irregular liaisons for some weeks. The fact that they were so irregular made me terribly frustrated. I wanted cock! Anybody's cock! But of course, I was shy and would never have the courage to flaunt myself in front of anybody. Uncle Fred took the initiative: he was the one who MADE me want cock. My heart leapt when I found him at home at Grandma's house and I knew we we going to do sex THINGS again. He offered to take me home again but this time, instead of just parking at the roadside and doing sex stuff, he drove along roads I didn't know. Eventually we ended up at a large shed in the middle of nowhere. When he ushered me inside, I saw that there were tools and equipment for use by the construction industry. I suppose that, being Saturday, nobody else was working. Having closed the door securely, he put his arms around me and started kissing me gently, ending with his tongue filling my mouth. I was getting really worked up by now and I started to push his tongue back with mine. Once I was in his mouth, he sucked my tongue, backwards and forwards, just like he was sucking a cock. I could feel his big dick in his overalls pushing against my belly but was too shy to touch it without being invited. Sounds weird, I know, but this is how I was at the time. Another odd thing I did was not to put my arms around his neck: I just let HIM do things to ME. He began to feel my little cock through my pants but I was already as hard as could be. He took my hand and placed it on his manhood, over his overalls. I stroked and squeezed with the enthusiasm of the 14-year-old boy that I was and he became more aroused. His kissing became more intense and it got that I almost couldn't breathe. Not long after this, he began to undress me and, of course, I just stood there while he did it. My jacket was off, my shirt and vest came off, then he began on my pants. My belt was loosened and my pants and underpants were pulled down. He was on his knees now, my little cock in one hand while the other hand came to my little ball-bag. Ever so gently, he caressed my little balls with two fingers and his thumb. He ran his fingers around my balls and then behind them to that place I now know is the perineum. He nudged one of my legs as a signal to open them further and I complied. My genitals were being handled by this big rough man but it felt so good, albeit his hands were calloused. It was as if he were handling a delicate flower; quite the opposite of what would be expected of such a man. I was watching all this time and it was getting me more excited with every new thing he did to me. Then he took my little cock into his mouth again! He licked, he sucked, he ran his tongue around the very sensitive head and put the tip in my little piss-slit. I was on fire. I touched the back of his head for the first time and pulled him further into me. This was the first sign of my participation in this sex act and I wasn't sure how I felt about it. Up to now, all that I had done had been initiated by him and he controlled everything. This was a new departure for me but he had got me so excited with his mouth and hands that I could make that the excuse for being so forward. His hand continued to roam around my little ball-bag, gently feeling my balls. It wasn't until later that I found out why he was so enthralled with balls in a little bag. (A revelation came later and will be told in another chapter.) His finger went further between my legs and he touched my bum-hole! I jumped with surprise but it felt wonderful. I'd never touched myself there and wondered why HE would want to. It might have shit on it, mightn't it? He wormed his finger around the hole for a minute, then took it back and put it in his mouth. Why was he putting his finger in his mouth? The wet finger returned to my bum-hole and stroked again. Then he tried to push the tip of it into me. What WAS he doing? I couldn't say anything though: he was an adult and I was a kid. The finger poked insistently and tried to enter but the pain it caused me made me wince and tighten my bum-hole further. More attempts were made, all unsuccessful, and then it was abandoned. At this point, my pants and underpants still around my ankles, he steered me towards a workbench and bent me over it. Nothing forced, of course, just gentle direction. With my hands on the bench, he came to stand directly behind me. He must now have undone his overalls and pants because the next thing I felt was his thick cock against my bum-crack. It felt hard, very hard, and for some reason I couldn't quite understand, this felt nice. What was he going to do? I felt his cock moving up and down my crack. I was mystified but excited. His arms came around me and circled my waist as he did this and he pushed harder against me. I couldn't turn around to see what he was doing but I could feel the sensations caused by that wonderful big dick in my bum-crack. Why was it feeling so good? There was a change of movement. "Open your legs, John," came the whispered request. I opened my legs as far as my pants would allow and he put his massive cock between my legs, just under my balls! He began a fucking movement between my legs and it was then that I realised what was happening. He was using me as a girl! That was it! He was fucking a girl and I was the one lucky enough to be that girl. My little cock was touching his cock which I could look down and see from my position as it was showing about 3 inches. I felt naughty so I reached down and touched that big helmet that kept appearing and disappearing. He held still for a moment so that he could feel my fingers stroking him. The big mushroom head was so big and so shiny and it excited me to touch it. It seemed to be wet so I guessed that he had used spit on it before he'd started fucking between my legs. It wasn't till much later that I realised that it would have been precum. After a moment of this, he fucked me again, speeding up within seconds. His breathing became harder, faster. His arms around me held me tighter as he fucked me till he finally pushed it through my legs as far as possible and held it there. I watched in awe as shot after shot of spunk left his powerful cock, splashing against the front of the bench. I felt wonderful. I was the little girl who had brought him to this. I made him feel good. I would do ANYTHING to make him feel good. He kissed the back of my neck and I cuddled back into him. His cock had started to dribble the last bit of spunk and it fell to the floor in front of me. I looked closely at it as best I could. What was there about this fluid that I found so exciting? Why did I like to see it so much? Was it the power and virility of the man who could produce so much? Was it maybe that I could produce so little myself that drew me to such a virile man? Or was I just so proud that he used ME to shoot all that? He withdrew his massive cock from between my legs and found some old paper to wipe his cock, then turned his attention to me. He turned me round and touched my little cock. I opened my legs so he could reach everything and he began to gently masturbate me. After another brief suck, he increased the speed of his fingers and smiled as I shot my little bit of spunk on the floor. I was ecstatic! He had made me feel wonderful again. I was rapidly cleaned up with old paper and I dressed myself. He did up his overalls and gave me a little kiss, then we left the shed, got into his truck and headed for my home. On arrival, he gave me some pocket change and I went into the house. This adventure would give me many nights and days of masturbation with the image of what had occurred in that shed. End of Chapter 3 more to come All my stories can be found here: http://www.asstr.org/files/Authors/John_P/