Date: Mon, 4 Jun 2012 06:37:34 -0400 (EDT)
From: Julyguy1@aol.com
Subject: Badger Brings Me Out

Badger Brings Me Out...

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I guess looking back, Badger showed me the way to true happiness and
brought me out of the doldrums in such a wonderful and gratifying way I
could never imagined after the three disastrous relationships I had with
girls.

You know how it is, growing into adolescence is a real trauma and one
automatically goes along with the dating of the opposite sex and everything
that goes with that, my pals boasting about how it was first time and how
girls could never get enough of him an "it."

Somehow I could never get aroused with a girl and of course not knowing
otherwise, I imagined I was abnormal or something when the girls dumped me.

I tried - how I tried, and my last girl, Janice did her thing in an effort
to complete a satisfactory union, I did like the kissing, she was good at
that and for a while I thought I was getting there, my cock half mast to
her French kissing but never enough to get a real manageable erection,
never enough to get into her, result was that I left her in the lurch once
too often, even though I tried, Janice sucked me off, and did all the
things to do with foreplay but I was a complete no -go she complained
bitterly and said I must be gay or something.

It was what she said that made me think seriously if I was gay but it was
not until about five years later In was able to express and energise my
true leanings - and of all places when I was working on my allotment and,
having taken an agricultural degree at Exeter university I wanted to spread
my wings and do my own thing, experimenting with new types of plants and
the like.

This guy who I have written about several times called Badger was in his
sixties and he admired the way I organised my plot and we just got talking
from there and became close friends.

And when he started asking me to join him for a morning cup of coffee in
his allotment shed we became even closer and I realised although he was
much older than me I had developed a strong attraction for him.

Was he a father figure image? I don't know - I imagined at first he was
having lost my dad at an early age with cancer and having missed him so
much, was Badger simply filling in that big gap in my life.

But he clearly thought of me more than a son and when he started to talk
about homosexual relationships, how he was bisexual and the rest of it I
suddenly realised that the feeling I had developed for this guy was sexual
in as much as when, one morning in his shed, he planted his hand firmly on
my thighs as we enjoyed coffee, I felt s sensuous tingle down below and I
guess my expression clearly showed my pleasure in his touch because he
squeezed my thigh a little and moved his hand into the inside of my thigh
and I instinctively parted my legs anticipating and hoping he would go
further, the feeling of his touch through my jeans feeling so good and
wanting.

Badger smiled so openly and warmly, he had no need to say anything, the
approval was there in body language and I was glad to receive his exploring
touching and feeling. And when his hand opened and bunched my credentials
through my jeans I was in a wonderful new world of my own, just closing my
eyes and enjoying so much. Realising then that is what it was all about, no
problems now about a lacking erection because I was good and high, like a
mountain growing in my jeans encouraged by Badger's fruitful touch, all the
time squeezing and manipulating. Now I had no doubts or no inhibitions as
to my true identity and my true leaning. For the first time I felt the urge
to experience not only Badger's touch but the feel of his fuck deep inside
me.

It was like I was feeling what Had I been missing all this time. Now my
true feelings were coming out just like my cock and balls as Badger aptly
undid my zip, ripped down my jeans and briefs and made no hesitation in
showing his deep sexual emotions he was down there, his face into my
crotch, sniffing, licking and sucking and all. It was something I had never
realised could be so utterly wonderful and warm, then the tease of his
tongue as he stretched my hind cheeks apart and started to rim my most
secret place, making me realise now that I wanted his bonding inside me,
and I knew that's what he wanted, his fingers gradually stretching and
working into me, he telling me to tell him to stop if he was hurting me,
asking me if I had ever had a guy there before, and when I said no never,
he brought out from a drawer in his shed a jar of Vaseline which he said he
used for medical reasons but would do the job well. Eventually he asked me
to bend over a bench which he used for pricking out and, in my complete
birthday suit and spread over a cushion he used on his chair, and there I
was perfectly perched and presented and I cant tell you just how much I
ached for him.

I hadn't even had the opportunity to see him and I so wanted that, I was
imagining what it was like to suck a guy for the first time but that was
soon going to be remedied after Badger's fuck and it would be absolutely
divine, I just felt that, because here was the guy I had unwittingly been
looking for. A guy who wanted me, who ached for me and to feel him
gradually working his hard cock into my ass for the first time was an
experience I shall never ever forget.  And he was so very gentle to start
with, whispering that it was likely to hurt as it was my first time so I
expected that, but all that numbed into the wonderful feeling of enjoying
that hard throb deep inside me when, after some gently thrusting, he made
it and hearing his moan of appreciation and his sounds of joy I was happy
to be all ass for this lovely guy who knew just how to give me a wonderful
time.

After that first fuck I felt complete at last, and meeting Badger in the
allotment shed was to become a regular thing, we'd fuck first thing, have
coffee, then do what we needed to do in our allotments and then later, we
would be at it again

And it became better and better each time. I'd reached the stage of sucking
him until he came in my mouth. It took a little time to achieve that but
that is what made our relationship all the more thrilling and exciting.

He now presents himself saying; "well here it is then" and there it is,
strong and upright, he jerks it a little to enthuse me but he has no need,
I am immediately enthralled by that superb eight inches of sheer delight
and when I take it into my mouth it is so wonderful and soothing, to feel
the throb as I deeply masturbate him, squeezing my jaw to give him maximum
sensitivity and there I am gladly taking him on my knees, grasping his
thighs, tasting and sucking with all my might, stretching back that
gorgeous bulbous red knob end and teasing the tip of my tongue ( whish he
loves) into his p-hole and with a mouth full of hard cock I am thinking
just what I had been missing, because those girl friends could never have
done this for me so that is what I am meant to be and, once Badger has been
sucked and licked and wanked until his hot salty cum spurts into my mouth,
we relax awhile, just touching and squeezing each other, loving the
delightful feel of Badger' s rough hands explore my ass cheeks as he lures
me to bend over his lap. I feel his fingers rim me and know that soon he
would be risen again to give me that most wonderful fuck I had come to
enjoy so very much.

He spanks me some, tells me I have a very spank able ass, it stings a bit
but somehow the beautiful numbness which follows takes all that away and I
am just happy to be all ass for him whenever way he wants it. He tells me
he loves to see it bounce as he spanks me and that combined with the sound
makes for a wonderful arousal so I don't mind the spanking and in fact have
come to want it as another part of our deep relationship.

Sometimes he chooses to spank my with my tight jeans hitched up tight to
spread my cheeks, then to sniff me before he roughly removes them and
spanks me raw.

Then he plasters me with squirty cream would you believe, he loves to do
that and it does feel good, especially when he licks it all from my body
afterwards, just to chill and relax and enjoy him doing that is really
something very erotic, sensual and lovely.

Badger I miss so very much since his passing I have already told you about
in other stories, but somehow it feels as though he is still there, up
there watching me as I perform with him in mind, using that wonderful mould
he had made for me, the exact shape of his erect cock, never the same of
course as the real thing but working it inside me and remembering those
wonderful times Badger and I shared it still a good substitute.