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Having watched my first real gay action I now knew that is what I wanted for myself. I kept up the pretence with friends and still kissed girls behind the bike sheds but what I really wanted to do was get together with a man. This may have been a bit upsetting if the boys at school were aware that I was looking at their bodies and cocks but it was really the thought of mature men that got me going most. I had seen how men had made love but I really wanted to feel it too.
I started to play with various items pretending they might be a penis I’d suck on a pencil or a bottle or rub it over my anus, I even used an old toy tortoise the head and neck of which were made were about the same thickness and half the length of my penis, and being made of rubber had a similar feel. I played with my bum hole a lot pressing it with my fingers or thumb or one of the above mentioned toys but not quite having the courage to actually put anything of any size in it, however, I was enjoying the sensations I was giving myself a lot.
This carried on until the school holidays came soon after my fifteenth birthday and as was the usual thing we had a family holiday. My, Auntie and Cousin, Malcolm, joined my Mum, Dad, brother and I on these holidays and this particular year we stayed in a holiday park in North Wales. These holidays were always great we all loved them and despite the fact it pissed down with rain most of this particular holiday we still had a great time. A usual day was to go sight seeing during the day or do some sort of activity like fishing, and then after a dinner we all went to the on site club where there was usually some sort of entertainment.
Mid way through the week I was showering prior to going out most of the others were ready. As is often the case the warm water and soap got me going so I started to masturbate, as was my usual method I soaped up my buttocks and played with my anus again pressing it with my thumb pushing it in. slightly and enjoying the sensation so much I started to come. As I came I noticed Malcolm was in the doorway watching me, I almost died with embarrassment, “Don’t worry!” He smiled “I won’t tell I do it all the time, and I’m impressed, I like what you do and I like what I see, you’re dead sexy.” He then winked at me “but you’d better shift everyone’s waiting.”
I dressed quickly and sheepishly came down the stairs. Nobody said a thing and we all went to the club. After securing a table big enough for us all to sit together we followed normal form where Malcolm, my brother and I went to the games room and the adults stayed in the main room. I was a little nervous of what Malcolm might say or do but soon after the three of us started playing darts I relaxed a little. Again following form my brother got bored with darts and went back to the table to see if he could convince somebody to give him some pennies to play on the arcade games.
As soon as he’d gone Malcolm suggested we play a game of pool the table was stuck in the corner of the room and was completely free. We set the table up I won the coin toss and set myself to break. Whilst bent over Malcolm rubbed his hand up my thigh and gave my buttock a squeeze. I stood with a start and felt my face burn with embarrassment.
“Don’t worry,” said Malcolm “nobody can see, and I know you like it.”
I glanced around the room to check and he was right the few people in the room wouldn’t have seen anything even if they had bothered looking.
I smiled at him not knowing what to say but after the initial shock the thought of his touch was good. I bent to have another attempt at the shot. Again his hand went up my thigh, he squeezed my rump but I didn’t jump this time, I stayed still and enjoyed the feeling as his hand caressed my entire bum. I felt my cock swelling in my pants and I squirmed a little to make room for its growth this meant that I pushed myself onto Malcolm’s hand, it hadn’t been my intention but this seemed to give him the encouragement to carry on and he squeezed and caressed some more. I was giddy with excitement when his hand let go.
“Your brother and my Mum” he whispered and nodded to the door.
Sure enough my brother walked in with my aunty, they waved in our direction and headed to the fruit machines.
I looked directly at Malcolm he like me seemed a little breathless and excited.
“Like that?” he asked.
“Ooh yeah!” I exclaimed, no thought of playing it cool, “You?”
“Deffo, haven’t stopped thinking about it since I saw you in the shower” he replied.
“What do you think we should do? I mean how. um” I wasn’t sure exactly what I wanted to say or ask. “Do you think we could do that again or something? Do you want to do something? Can you touch me again?” I was stumbling over words I didn’t even know what I wanted to happen I only knew I was more excited than I had ever been before.
“I dunno” said Malcolm, I was looking for his lead and he was contemplating what to do. “I’ve a hard on like I’ve never had and I reckon we should do something about it, but right now I think we should finish this game as they’re in here.
I bent over and took the shot almost disappointed that there was no hand on my arse.
“Have you done anything like this before?” I asked as Malcolm took his shot. We may have been worried that we could be seen but we knew we couldn’t be heard.
“Done a little with some girls.” He said a little full of himself “but I’m not gay so I haven’t been with boys.”
I hadn’t thought about the gay aspect and all of a sudden the thought that I might be gay brought a cold scary feeling, particularly if Malcolm was a bit anti gay, I was too confused and excited to realise he wouldn’t have touched me the way he had if he had a problem with it.
“I’m not gay,” I said almost a little defiantly, “but I did like what you did”
“I know.” he said with a smirk, “So did I, but that doesn’t mean we’re gay, just sexy and in need of a bit of fun, We’ll have to figure out the best way to get some fun, maybe we could take it in turns to be the more girly part and then its not us being properly gay.”
I obviously looked as confused as I felt, because he tried to explain further as we slowly played our game of pool keeping an eye on my brother and his Mum so that we weren’t overheard.
Malcolm’s theory was that if one of us was taking a more submissive or female role then that one was just role-playing, and the one taking the more dominant or male role if they were pretending that the other was a girl then they were not being gay either. I can now see that he was trying to justify his attraction to me or specifically what we were doing without admitting that he had any homosexual persuasions. I did go along with his theories mainly to ensure that we were going to carry on as I was a little worried that he was talking himself out of it. However as my brother and Aunty walked over to join us he did finish off by whispering:
“I think you’re gorgeous and I want to have sexy times with you.”
This set my heart racing again and I couldn’t wait for time for us to be left alone again to see what he would do next.
We couldn’t get to be alone again that evening, which was frustrating, we’d spent our daily quota of money so we couldn’t play pool. We did get the odd crafty smile and wink in which was enough to keep me on edge. I remember feeling completely alive every nerve was on edge in a good way, my skin tingled, I didn’t lose my erection which felt as if it went deep into me the feeling seemed to go from the tip of my penis all the way to my anus.
When we left the club house for the short walk back to the chalet Malcolm and I dragged our heels and lagged behind everyone else. When he was sure nobody could hear us Malcolm whispered to me
“We have to get some time alone together, if you think of anyway we can we’ll go for it ok?”
We stopped walking and just looked at each other for a second “Come on you two lets get indoors.” It was my Dad
“On our way.” Malcolm Shouted back, “I want to fuck you” he whispered to me and blew me a kiss then he ran up the road. I stood dazed for a moment then ran the couple of hundred yards to the door, which wasn’t easy as I was giddy with excitement and had the hardest erection I’d ever had.
That night I went to bed wondering how we would get chance to be alone and also fantasising of exactly how we were going to have sex. I had the image of Mr Compton and his lover. I had read the articles in the few gay magazines I had seen (remember this was the very early 80’s no internet yet) and I was trying to remember exactly what had been said and picture in my head scenes of gay love.
The next morning came with a lucky break, we were short of milk, so I was dispatched to the site shop to get some, and Malcolm volunteered to keep me company, my excitement from the night before launched into overdrive once again.
Neither of us said a word as we left the chalet, we gave each other furtive glances I almost laughed out loud as we reached the main path.
“Well we’re almost alone.” I said, it was odd for me to start the conversation. Malcolm said nothing for a moment and I started to worry that he’d had a change of heart. “Everything ok?” I asked concerned, “Are we alright after last night?”
“I’m just thinking.” he said “We’re alone but its not like we can hold hands and skip down the street like lovers is it.”
“True” I replied, though at that time I would have loved to have done just that.
“I’ve a cock harder than a diamond,” he said “I need to do something with it and it’s your fault so you’ll have to help,”
I couldn’t help but laugh, “When can I see this magnificent jewel so that I can do something with it?”
“It better be bloody soon or I’m going to explode, you better be feeling similar.”
“I’m aching, cant walk because I’m so hard and I’m excited in places I didn’t think could get excited,” I chuckled, “Did that sound daft to you?”
“Not at all, I feel the same.” Then sounding very serious Malcolm said, “I want you in a pair of stockings, nothing else, on the bed with me before the end of the day.”
“That sounds great, how we going to make it happen, where we getting stockings from, why stockings?”
“You ask a lot of bloody questions, why stockings that is to make you like a girl and I think girls look really sexy in them, I’ll get them from somewhere, How we get into a bed will be harder to sort.”
We’d got to the shop and bought the milk. We walked back whispering sweet nothings,
“You’re sexy”
“So are you”
“I want to nibble you”
“I’m going to squeeze you”
“Where you going to touch me”
“Everywhere” and so on
We got back to the chalet having worked ourselves into quite a state of excitement but the company helped us calm down
We went out on a visit that day I don’t remember where but I think it was Carnarvon castle as we walked back.
On that walk back Malcolm and I again dawdled behind a little, once more we were talking what we thought was sexy, Malcolm was talking about the underwear he thought girls look best in and his magazines and I went along with his thoughts. We stopped at one point and Malcolm stepped behind a tree Quick here he said I stepped over the gully he grabbed me close and kissed me full on the mouth as he grabbed my arse with both hands I got erect and almost came in a breathe and kissed him back putting my hands around his back.
We stopped as a car went past.
“Malcolm, Jim” it was my Mum; Malcolm stepped back onto the road.
“Jim’s just been a bit sick,” he shouted up the road. When I look back its amazing how quick the lie came out and how quickly I backed him up.
I stepped out from the tree.
“You do look a bit flushed” said Mum, no wonder I thought. I’ve just had my first ever snog with another boy
“Lets get back and see how you are then maybe we should all have a night in.”
“I can stay by myself,” I said suddenly seeing time to myself, if Malcolm could get an opening our moment could be here. “I don’t want to spoil everyone’s night.”
“That’s thoughtful of you” Said Mum, “But if you’re poorly somebody will have to keep an eye on you.”
“I’ll do it,” said Malcolm, “If Jim’s not there I won’t have anyone to play darts and pool with, so I may as well stay in and we’ll play chess and cards.”
“That’s kind of you, we’ll see”
Malcolm and I looked at each other; I don’t think either of us could believe our luck. He winked at me and I smiled back.
When we got to the chalet everyone had a cup of tea and I was given a spoonful of some sort of medicine and sent to lie down on my bed. I lay there in my pyjamas, getting very nervous of what might happen.
After a bit I could hear everyone getting themselves ready for the night and after a bit Mum and Dad came into the room to say goodnight, I must have been shaking with nerves because they both said I looked a bit perky.
I heard everyone leave the house and all was quiet, my heart was thumping and I did feel a little sick with nerves and excitement.
I stared at the ceiling hearing nothing but my own breathing and my heart banging in my chest, when I was suddenly aware that there was someone in the room, so I sat up with a start.
“Hey it’s only me” said Malcolm. “I didn’t mean to startle you”
“Sorry I didn’t’ hear you come in” I stammered in reply.
“We’re alone” the grin on his face quickly mirrored by mine.
“So what now?” I asked trying to be sheepish.
“Hands out please” I did as asked and he placed something made of black soft material into them. “Put these on and join me in my room please.”
He then turned and went. I stared at my hands a moment, then opened up the small package, it was a pair of black stockings, I knew that he must have brought them with him or purchased them on site as neither of our mothers wore stockings. My excitement level went up a notch which I didn’t think it could.
My pyjamas were removed in a second and I actually enjoyed the sensation of rolling the dark nylon up my legs. I spent a moment to admire myself and was suddenly aware of my near nakedness, this was followed by a moment of panic as the enormity of what I was about to do hit me. I was going to have sex with another man, was this wrong? My excitement soon overcame my panic as I thought of the handsome man about to share this experience with me. My nerves did not completely go and I decided to cover myself a little so I put on my longest t-shirt which just about covered my bum cock and balls.
Pulling down on my t-shirt I shuffled slowly and quietly into the room Malcolm was sharing with his Mum. He was sat on one of the two single beds; his lower body covered by the bed clothes his torso naked. I admired his fit strong body and felt very self conscious as he looked me up and down.
“That’s a nice touch with the shirt, looks like a mini dress, I like that a lot.” he looked at me with undisguised lust, I flushed but did feel my confidence rise.
Malcolm patted the bed next to him, I sat down pulling my t-shirt down trying to keep myself a little covered. Malcolm cupped my stockinged knee in his right hand and rubbed his thumb gently over the material.
I sighed at his touch ant turned my head to look at him he leaned forward and kissed me gently on the lips, my heart almost burst through my rib cage. I felt his right hand hold the back of my head as he kissed me again, this time more forcibly, I returned his kiss in full twisting my body so that I could put my arms over his shoulders and around his neck, my passion and excitement taking over and my awkwardness all but disappearing.
In twisting my body my legs had moved and Malcolm’s hand slipped up my thigh his thumb now rubbing over my stocking top onto my skin. The feelings were amazing, causing a hardness that I'd never experienced before. Goosebumps spread over the whole of my body as previously unknown sensations made themselves known.
Our kissing continued Malcolm’s tongue forced its way into my mouth where it was gratefully received, my own tongue flirting with his mouth too. Our kissing was clumsy, messy, sloppy and wet, but it was so very passionate and exciting it did not matter that our teeth sc****d, we dribbled and sucked, it wasn’t pretty but it was exciting.
We parted to stop for breathe both of us were panting. I rubbed my hands down his chest, I was still very smooth but Malcolm although still only 18 had developed a light covering of chest hair the feel of his muscular chest under my fingers was exquisite. I rubbed his nipples with my thumbs and squeezed his pecs causing a small moan to escape. Without thinking I bent forward and started kissing his chest, tugging at his chest hairs with my teeth and sucking on his nipples. I could tell by Malcolm’s reactions that I was doing something right, his hand on the back of my head held me against his chest, the hand on my thigh was rubbing up and down from my knee to my crotch, my stocking rolled down as he caressed me and I gave involuntary gasps as he accidentally knocked my private parts.
Malcolm started to tug at my t-shirt to get it over my head. I moved away from his chest and took it off, as I did so Malcolm slid down to lie on the bed and pulled the covers away from his lower body. He was naked and my eyes were drawn to his incredible erect cock. My cock was (indeed it still is) pretty much average size, Malcolm’s was definitely longer and thicker. he was uncut but his foreskin had rolled back revealing his glans. Again I couldn’t help but compare to mine, my helmet is fairly rounded Malcolm’s was more pointed with a definite tip, which at this moment in time was glistening.
It looked so good I couldn’t stop myself from kissing it, Malcolm’s whole body jerked. I loved the reaction so I licked all around his glands. I loved the taste I loved the way he was wriggling about to my touch and kisses I was remembering what I had seen and read so I gently sucked him into my mouth, His back arched and he grunted. Then he grabbed my head pulled it off of his cock and begged me to stop.
“Have I done some thing wrong,” I asked worried.
“No,” he reassured me, “I was going to come but I want to fuck you first.”
He then kissed my fully tongues once again entwining, my heart once again thumping at a great rate.
Malcolm pulled me down so that we were kissing and hugging on the bed, I was aware of my cock rubbing against his and his hands grasping and pulling my buttocks I could feel a little liquid ooze out of my cock as I abandoned myself to these wonderful feelings. My whole body felt on fire my skin seemed to fizz as we ravished each others bodies.
As Malcolm’s hands were grabbing my buttocks I was suddenly aware of his finger on my anus, at first just resting, then he gradually pressed a little, then the pressure was off then again pushing harder. I gasped as he wriggled his first joint in the feeling was exquisite. He wriggled around quite a bit not getting much further but loosening me up. He stopped and whispered in my ear, “I am going to fuck you now, hope you’re ready.” All I could do is whimper my excitement taking my voice away.
Malcolm ordered me to lay belly down on the bed as he stood up, I watched him go to the dressing table he got some baby oil and splashed it into his hands and worked it over his hard cock, returning to the bed he let some oil run into the vale between may buttocks, he then rubbed his hand over my bum and the his oily finger massaged my star shaped hole again I gasped as he took me by surprise and slid it slowly into my arse this time he went a little further then withdrew. Malcolm then rubbed his hands up and down my thighs; he pulled at the tops of the stockings which I had forgotten I was wearing; then he lay down on top of me, his weight forcing me into the mattress.
I could feel Malcolm’s hot breath as he pulled himself so he was completely lying on my back. My erection was throbbing against the sheet as I felt his hardness lying between my buttocks his balls seemed to be hanging almost down to my own where m legs were open. He rocked from side to side his penis rolling between my arse cheeks, each movement sending spasms of pleasure all over my body. Malcolm then started to move his hips so that his cock rubbed up and down the valley of my bum, each forward push squeezing my groin into the bed
“Are you ready?” He whispered into my ear, the feel of his breath sending more sparks through my nervous system.
“Yes!” I gasped hoarsely my throat suddenly dry “please.”
Malcolm raised himself up onto one arm his other taking hold of his cock positioning the tip against my anus he gently rested it there a minute and then pushed it against me. I tensed and the pain shot through my body as he tried to squeeze in but couldn’t as my bum hole tightened tears pricked m eyes.
“Whoa relax!” he whispered withdrawing and kissing my neck my shoulders sloped back and my face sunk into the pillow. “Imagine it was your finger like yesterday, how did you open yourself up then?”
I took a few deep breaths as he gently rubbed his cock over my anus again.
“Ready?” He asked again. I nodded and let out a deep breath and snak into the bed thinking about the fucking I had witnessed at Mr Compton’s and how my finger went in.
Malcolm once again gently pressed his cock against my hole. I took some real deep breaths and as he pushed his cock with increasing force against my sphincter I let out a slow stream of air and opened my arse to take him in. Again there was initially a slight stabbing pain, not as bad as first time so I clenched my teeth after a split second as my arse stretched to take his whole width the pain subsided and changed to pleasure as the length of his cock slid slowly into my anal cavity. Malcolm stopped for a moments and was taking a few hard depths as if composing himself. I could feel my eyes rolling as the full enjoyment of having an arse full of dick ebbed through my body. I could feel myself shaking involuntarily, my mouth dribbled as did my cock I squeezed my buttocks without realising and Malcolm groaned with pleasure.
After a few moments pause Malcolm slowly pulled back and then pressed back in. The pain was now just a memory as he started to pump my virginal arse I felt great, pleasures swept through my body like waves. The fullness in my arse; the heat from the fucking, the force of his thrusts increasing in vigour and speed, his weight pushing down on me rubbing my cock into the bed, the grunts we both made the smell of sweat and sex, all added together made me dizzy with ecstasy. I had tried to match his thrusts with buttock clenches to help give Malcolm something back for the pleasure he was giving me, but my sense of control went too soon and I just bounced on the bed like a rag doll as he pounded into my arsehole.
It was not long before the tell tale tingle between my legs signalled my impending ejaculation. I tried to say I was coming but all that came out was moaning. As the tingle developed from my cock rubbing on the bed and with a cry I came into the sheet. In doing so I must have gripped Malcolm tight and I heard him shout he made one final slam into my arse and then I felt his cock twitching as his very hot cum filled me up.
Malcolm collapsed on top of me his full weight almost crushing me.
“God that was good” he panted into my ear.
“The best thing ever I whispered back.”
Suddenly I heard a key in the main door.
“Shit they’re back” Malcolm hissed as he jumped to his feet a squelch coming from my backside as his flaccid dick slipped out. He shoved my t-shirt at me and told me to go to the bathroom and he threw his clothes on an went downstairs.
I did as told and locked the bathroom door I sat on the toilet as there was nowhere else to sit and reflected on what had happened. I reached down between my legs and felt my hole. I couldn't see it, but I definitely felt the semen that was leaking from it. I was a little sore but that was nothing compared to the feelings of pleasure and accomplishment.
There was a knock on the door; my mum making sure I was ok; I assured her it was nothing to worry about. I smiled as I wondered how much she would worry if she saw me sat on the toilet wearing only a pair of stockings, flushed, panting; my arse red raw with Malcolm’s come seeping out and I smiled and thought if I might be ill tomorrow night and get the same pleasures…
I started to play with various items pretending they might be a penis I’d suck on a pencil or a bottle or rub it over my anus, I even used an old toy tortoise the head and neck of which were made were about the same thickness and half the length of my penis, and being made of rubber had a similar feel. I played with my bum hole a lot pressing it with my fingers or thumb or one of the above mentioned toys but not quite having the courage to actually put anything of any size in it, however, I was enjoying the sensations I was giving myself a lot.
This carried on until the school holidays came soon after my fifteenth birthday and as was the usual thing we had a family holiday. My, Auntie and Cousin, Malcolm, joined my Mum, Dad, brother and I on these holidays and this particular year we stayed in a holiday park in North Wales. These holidays were always great we all loved them and despite the fact it pissed down with rain most of this particular holiday we still had a great time. A usual day was to go sight seeing during the day or do some sort of activity like fishing, and then after a dinner we all went to the on site club where there was usually some sort of entertainment.
Mid way through the week I was showering prior to going out most of the others were ready. As is often the case the warm water and soap got me going so I started to masturbate, as was my usual method I soaped up my buttocks and played with my anus again pressing it with my thumb pushing it in. slightly and enjoying the sensation so much I started to come. As I came I noticed Malcolm was in the doorway watching me, I almost died with embarrassment, “Don’t worry!” He smiled “I won’t tell I do it all the time, and I’m impressed, I like what you do and I like what I see, you’re dead sexy.” He then winked at me “but you’d better shift everyone’s waiting.”
I dressed quickly and sheepishly came down the stairs. Nobody said a thing and we all went to the club. After securing a table big enough for us all to sit together we followed normal form where Malcolm, my brother and I went to the games room and the adults stayed in the main room. I was a little nervous of what Malcolm might say or do but soon after the three of us started playing darts I relaxed a little. Again following form my brother got bored with darts and went back to the table to see if he could convince somebody to give him some pennies to play on the arcade games.
As soon as he’d gone Malcolm suggested we play a game of pool the table was stuck in the corner of the room and was completely free. We set the table up I won the coin toss and set myself to break. Whilst bent over Malcolm rubbed his hand up my thigh and gave my buttock a squeeze. I stood with a start and felt my face burn with embarrassment.
“Don’t worry,” said Malcolm “nobody can see, and I know you like it.”
I glanced around the room to check and he was right the few people in the room wouldn’t have seen anything even if they had bothered looking.
I smiled at him not knowing what to say but after the initial shock the thought of his touch was good. I bent to have another attempt at the shot. Again his hand went up my thigh, he squeezed my rump but I didn’t jump this time, I stayed still and enjoyed the feeling as his hand caressed my entire bum. I felt my cock swelling in my pants and I squirmed a little to make room for its growth this meant that I pushed myself onto Malcolm’s hand, it hadn’t been my intention but this seemed to give him the encouragement to carry on and he squeezed and caressed some more. I was giddy with excitement when his hand let go.
“Your brother and my Mum” he whispered and nodded to the door.
Sure enough my brother walked in with my aunty, they waved in our direction and headed to the fruit machines.
I looked directly at Malcolm he like me seemed a little breathless and excited.
“Like that?” he asked.
“Ooh yeah!” I exclaimed, no thought of playing it cool, “You?”
“Deffo, haven’t stopped thinking about it since I saw you in the shower” he replied.
“What do you think we should do? I mean how. um” I wasn’t sure exactly what I wanted to say or ask. “Do you think we could do that again or something? Do you want to do something? Can you touch me again?” I was stumbling over words I didn’t even know what I wanted to happen I only knew I was more excited than I had ever been before.
“I dunno” said Malcolm, I was looking for his lead and he was contemplating what to do. “I’ve a hard on like I’ve never had and I reckon we should do something about it, but right now I think we should finish this game as they’re in here.
I bent over and took the shot almost disappointed that there was no hand on my arse.
“Have you done anything like this before?” I asked as Malcolm took his shot. We may have been worried that we could be seen but we knew we couldn’t be heard.
“Done a little with some girls.” He said a little full of himself “but I’m not gay so I haven’t been with boys.”
I hadn’t thought about the gay aspect and all of a sudden the thought that I might be gay brought a cold scary feeling, particularly if Malcolm was a bit anti gay, I was too confused and excited to realise he wouldn’t have touched me the way he had if he had a problem with it.
“I’m not gay,” I said almost a little defiantly, “but I did like what you did”
“I know.” he said with a smirk, “So did I, but that doesn’t mean we’re gay, just sexy and in need of a bit of fun, We’ll have to figure out the best way to get some fun, maybe we could take it in turns to be the more girly part and then its not us being properly gay.”
I obviously looked as confused as I felt, because he tried to explain further as we slowly played our game of pool keeping an eye on my brother and his Mum so that we weren’t overheard.
Malcolm’s theory was that if one of us was taking a more submissive or female role then that one was just role-playing, and the one taking the more dominant or male role if they were pretending that the other was a girl then they were not being gay either. I can now see that he was trying to justify his attraction to me or specifically what we were doing without admitting that he had any homosexual persuasions. I did go along with his theories mainly to ensure that we were going to carry on as I was a little worried that he was talking himself out of it. However as my brother and Aunty walked over to join us he did finish off by whispering:
“I think you’re gorgeous and I want to have sexy times with you.”
This set my heart racing again and I couldn’t wait for time for us to be left alone again to see what he would do next.
We couldn’t get to be alone again that evening, which was frustrating, we’d spent our daily quota of money so we couldn’t play pool. We did get the odd crafty smile and wink in which was enough to keep me on edge. I remember feeling completely alive every nerve was on edge in a good way, my skin tingled, I didn’t lose my erection which felt as if it went deep into me the feeling seemed to go from the tip of my penis all the way to my anus.
When we left the club house for the short walk back to the chalet Malcolm and I dragged our heels and lagged behind everyone else. When he was sure nobody could hear us Malcolm whispered to me
“We have to get some time alone together, if you think of anyway we can we’ll go for it ok?”
We stopped walking and just looked at each other for a second “Come on you two lets get indoors.” It was my Dad
“On our way.” Malcolm Shouted back, “I want to fuck you” he whispered to me and blew me a kiss then he ran up the road. I stood dazed for a moment then ran the couple of hundred yards to the door, which wasn’t easy as I was giddy with excitement and had the hardest erection I’d ever had.
That night I went to bed wondering how we would get chance to be alone and also fantasising of exactly how we were going to have sex. I had the image of Mr Compton and his lover. I had read the articles in the few gay magazines I had seen (remember this was the very early 80’s no internet yet) and I was trying to remember exactly what had been said and picture in my head scenes of gay love.
The next morning came with a lucky break, we were short of milk, so I was dispatched to the site shop to get some, and Malcolm volunteered to keep me company, my excitement from the night before launched into overdrive once again.
Neither of us said a word as we left the chalet, we gave each other furtive glances I almost laughed out loud as we reached the main path.
“Well we’re almost alone.” I said, it was odd for me to start the conversation. Malcolm said nothing for a moment and I started to worry that he’d had a change of heart. “Everything ok?” I asked concerned, “Are we alright after last night?”
“I’m just thinking.” he said “We’re alone but its not like we can hold hands and skip down the street like lovers is it.”
“True” I replied, though at that time I would have loved to have done just that.
“I’ve a cock harder than a diamond,” he said “I need to do something with it and it’s your fault so you’ll have to help,”
I couldn’t help but laugh, “When can I see this magnificent jewel so that I can do something with it?”
“It better be bloody soon or I’m going to explode, you better be feeling similar.”
“I’m aching, cant walk because I’m so hard and I’m excited in places I didn’t think could get excited,” I chuckled, “Did that sound daft to you?”
“Not at all, I feel the same.” Then sounding very serious Malcolm said, “I want you in a pair of stockings, nothing else, on the bed with me before the end of the day.”
“That sounds great, how we going to make it happen, where we getting stockings from, why stockings?”
“You ask a lot of bloody questions, why stockings that is to make you like a girl and I think girls look really sexy in them, I’ll get them from somewhere, How we get into a bed will be harder to sort.”
We’d got to the shop and bought the milk. We walked back whispering sweet nothings,
“You’re sexy”
“So are you”
“I want to nibble you”
“I’m going to squeeze you”
“Where you going to touch me”
“Everywhere” and so on
We got back to the chalet having worked ourselves into quite a state of excitement but the company helped us calm down
We went out on a visit that day I don’t remember where but I think it was Carnarvon castle as we walked back.
On that walk back Malcolm and I again dawdled behind a little, once more we were talking what we thought was sexy, Malcolm was talking about the underwear he thought girls look best in and his magazines and I went along with his thoughts. We stopped at one point and Malcolm stepped behind a tree Quick here he said I stepped over the gully he grabbed me close and kissed me full on the mouth as he grabbed my arse with both hands I got erect and almost came in a breathe and kissed him back putting my hands around his back.
We stopped as a car went past.
“Malcolm, Jim” it was my Mum; Malcolm stepped back onto the road.
“Jim’s just been a bit sick,” he shouted up the road. When I look back its amazing how quick the lie came out and how quickly I backed him up.
I stepped out from the tree.
“You do look a bit flushed” said Mum, no wonder I thought. I’ve just had my first ever snog with another boy
“Lets get back and see how you are then maybe we should all have a night in.”
“I can stay by myself,” I said suddenly seeing time to myself, if Malcolm could get an opening our moment could be here. “I don’t want to spoil everyone’s night.”
“That’s thoughtful of you” Said Mum, “But if you’re poorly somebody will have to keep an eye on you.”
“I’ll do it,” said Malcolm, “If Jim’s not there I won’t have anyone to play darts and pool with, so I may as well stay in and we’ll play chess and cards.”
“That’s kind of you, we’ll see”
Malcolm and I looked at each other; I don’t think either of us could believe our luck. He winked at me and I smiled back.
When we got to the chalet everyone had a cup of tea and I was given a spoonful of some sort of medicine and sent to lie down on my bed. I lay there in my pyjamas, getting very nervous of what might happen.
After a bit I could hear everyone getting themselves ready for the night and after a bit Mum and Dad came into the room to say goodnight, I must have been shaking with nerves because they both said I looked a bit perky.
I heard everyone leave the house and all was quiet, my heart was thumping and I did feel a little sick with nerves and excitement.
I stared at the ceiling hearing nothing but my own breathing and my heart banging in my chest, when I was suddenly aware that there was someone in the room, so I sat up with a start.
“Hey it’s only me” said Malcolm. “I didn’t mean to startle you”
“Sorry I didn’t’ hear you come in” I stammered in reply.
“We’re alone” the grin on his face quickly mirrored by mine.
“So what now?” I asked trying to be sheepish.
“Hands out please” I did as asked and he placed something made of black soft material into them. “Put these on and join me in my room please.”
He then turned and went. I stared at my hands a moment, then opened up the small package, it was a pair of black stockings, I knew that he must have brought them with him or purchased them on site as neither of our mothers wore stockings. My excitement level went up a notch which I didn’t think it could.
My pyjamas were removed in a second and I actually enjoyed the sensation of rolling the dark nylon up my legs. I spent a moment to admire myself and was suddenly aware of my near nakedness, this was followed by a moment of panic as the enormity of what I was about to do hit me. I was going to have sex with another man, was this wrong? My excitement soon overcame my panic as I thought of the handsome man about to share this experience with me. My nerves did not completely go and I decided to cover myself a little so I put on my longest t-shirt which just about covered my bum cock and balls.
Pulling down on my t-shirt I shuffled slowly and quietly into the room Malcolm was sharing with his Mum. He was sat on one of the two single beds; his lower body covered by the bed clothes his torso naked. I admired his fit strong body and felt very self conscious as he looked me up and down.
“That’s a nice touch with the shirt, looks like a mini dress, I like that a lot.” he looked at me with undisguised lust, I flushed but did feel my confidence rise.
Malcolm patted the bed next to him, I sat down pulling my t-shirt down trying to keep myself a little covered. Malcolm cupped my stockinged knee in his right hand and rubbed his thumb gently over the material.
I sighed at his touch ant turned my head to look at him he leaned forward and kissed me gently on the lips, my heart almost burst through my rib cage. I felt his right hand hold the back of my head as he kissed me again, this time more forcibly, I returned his kiss in full twisting my body so that I could put my arms over his shoulders and around his neck, my passion and excitement taking over and my awkwardness all but disappearing.
In twisting my body my legs had moved and Malcolm’s hand slipped up my thigh his thumb now rubbing over my stocking top onto my skin. The feelings were amazing, causing a hardness that I'd never experienced before. Goosebumps spread over the whole of my body as previously unknown sensations made themselves known.
Our kissing continued Malcolm’s tongue forced its way into my mouth where it was gratefully received, my own tongue flirting with his mouth too. Our kissing was clumsy, messy, sloppy and wet, but it was so very passionate and exciting it did not matter that our teeth sc****d, we dribbled and sucked, it wasn’t pretty but it was exciting.
We parted to stop for breathe both of us were panting. I rubbed my hands down his chest, I was still very smooth but Malcolm although still only 18 had developed a light covering of chest hair the feel of his muscular chest under my fingers was exquisite. I rubbed his nipples with my thumbs and squeezed his pecs causing a small moan to escape. Without thinking I bent forward and started kissing his chest, tugging at his chest hairs with my teeth and sucking on his nipples. I could tell by Malcolm’s reactions that I was doing something right, his hand on the back of my head held me against his chest, the hand on my thigh was rubbing up and down from my knee to my crotch, my stocking rolled down as he caressed me and I gave involuntary gasps as he accidentally knocked my private parts.
Malcolm started to tug at my t-shirt to get it over my head. I moved away from his chest and took it off, as I did so Malcolm slid down to lie on the bed and pulled the covers away from his lower body. He was naked and my eyes were drawn to his incredible erect cock. My cock was (indeed it still is) pretty much average size, Malcolm’s was definitely longer and thicker. he was uncut but his foreskin had rolled back revealing his glans. Again I couldn’t help but compare to mine, my helmet is fairly rounded Malcolm’s was more pointed with a definite tip, which at this moment in time was glistening.
It looked so good I couldn’t stop myself from kissing it, Malcolm’s whole body jerked. I loved the reaction so I licked all around his glands. I loved the taste I loved the way he was wriggling about to my touch and kisses I was remembering what I had seen and read so I gently sucked him into my mouth, His back arched and he grunted. Then he grabbed my head pulled it off of his cock and begged me to stop.
“Have I done some thing wrong,” I asked worried.
“No,” he reassured me, “I was going to come but I want to fuck you first.”
He then kissed my fully tongues once again entwining, my heart once again thumping at a great rate.
Malcolm pulled me down so that we were kissing and hugging on the bed, I was aware of my cock rubbing against his and his hands grasping and pulling my buttocks I could feel a little liquid ooze out of my cock as I abandoned myself to these wonderful feelings. My whole body felt on fire my skin seemed to fizz as we ravished each others bodies.
As Malcolm’s hands were grabbing my buttocks I was suddenly aware of his finger on my anus, at first just resting, then he gradually pressed a little, then the pressure was off then again pushing harder. I gasped as he wriggled his first joint in the feeling was exquisite. He wriggled around quite a bit not getting much further but loosening me up. He stopped and whispered in my ear, “I am going to fuck you now, hope you’re ready.” All I could do is whimper my excitement taking my voice away.
Malcolm ordered me to lay belly down on the bed as he stood up, I watched him go to the dressing table he got some baby oil and splashed it into his hands and worked it over his hard cock, returning to the bed he let some oil run into the vale between may buttocks, he then rubbed his hand over my bum and the his oily finger massaged my star shaped hole again I gasped as he took me by surprise and slid it slowly into my arse this time he went a little further then withdrew. Malcolm then rubbed his hands up and down my thighs; he pulled at the tops of the stockings which I had forgotten I was wearing; then he lay down on top of me, his weight forcing me into the mattress.
I could feel Malcolm’s hot breath as he pulled himself so he was completely lying on my back. My erection was throbbing against the sheet as I felt his hardness lying between my buttocks his balls seemed to be hanging almost down to my own where m legs were open. He rocked from side to side his penis rolling between my arse cheeks, each movement sending spasms of pleasure all over my body. Malcolm then started to move his hips so that his cock rubbed up and down the valley of my bum, each forward push squeezing my groin into the bed
“Are you ready?” He whispered into my ear, the feel of his breath sending more sparks through my nervous system.
“Yes!” I gasped hoarsely my throat suddenly dry “please.”
Malcolm raised himself up onto one arm his other taking hold of his cock positioning the tip against my anus he gently rested it there a minute and then pushed it against me. I tensed and the pain shot through my body as he tried to squeeze in but couldn’t as my bum hole tightened tears pricked m eyes.
“Whoa relax!” he whispered withdrawing and kissing my neck my shoulders sloped back and my face sunk into the pillow. “Imagine it was your finger like yesterday, how did you open yourself up then?”
I took a few deep breaths as he gently rubbed his cock over my anus again.
“Ready?” He asked again. I nodded and let out a deep breath and snak into the bed thinking about the fucking I had witnessed at Mr Compton’s and how my finger went in.
Malcolm once again gently pressed his cock against my hole. I took some real deep breaths and as he pushed his cock with increasing force against my sphincter I let out a slow stream of air and opened my arse to take him in. Again there was initially a slight stabbing pain, not as bad as first time so I clenched my teeth after a split second as my arse stretched to take his whole width the pain subsided and changed to pleasure as the length of his cock slid slowly into my anal cavity. Malcolm stopped for a moments and was taking a few hard depths as if composing himself. I could feel my eyes rolling as the full enjoyment of having an arse full of dick ebbed through my body. I could feel myself shaking involuntarily, my mouth dribbled as did my cock I squeezed my buttocks without realising and Malcolm groaned with pleasure.
After a few moments pause Malcolm slowly pulled back and then pressed back in. The pain was now just a memory as he started to pump my virginal arse I felt great, pleasures swept through my body like waves. The fullness in my arse; the heat from the fucking, the force of his thrusts increasing in vigour and speed, his weight pushing down on me rubbing my cock into the bed, the grunts we both made the smell of sweat and sex, all added together made me dizzy with ecstasy. I had tried to match his thrusts with buttock clenches to help give Malcolm something back for the pleasure he was giving me, but my sense of control went too soon and I just bounced on the bed like a rag doll as he pounded into my arsehole.
It was not long before the tell tale tingle between my legs signalled my impending ejaculation. I tried to say I was coming but all that came out was moaning. As the tingle developed from my cock rubbing on the bed and with a cry I came into the sheet. In doing so I must have gripped Malcolm tight and I heard him shout he made one final slam into my arse and then I felt his cock twitching as his very hot cum filled me up.
Malcolm collapsed on top of me his full weight almost crushing me.
“God that was good” he panted into my ear.
“The best thing ever I whispered back.”
Suddenly I heard a key in the main door.
“Shit they’re back” Malcolm hissed as he jumped to his feet a squelch coming from my backside as his flaccid dick slipped out. He shoved my t-shirt at me and told me to go to the bathroom and he threw his clothes on an went downstairs.
I did as told and locked the bathroom door I sat on the toilet as there was nowhere else to sit and reflected on what had happened. I reached down between my legs and felt my hole. I couldn't see it, but I definitely felt the semen that was leaking from it. I was a little sore but that was nothing compared to the feelings of pleasure and accomplishment.
There was a knock on the door; my mum making sure I was ok; I assured her it was nothing to worry about. I smiled as I wondered how much she would worry if she saw me sat on the toilet wearing only a pair of stockings, flushed, panting; my arse red raw with Malcolm’s come seeping out and I smiled and thought if I might be ill tomorrow night and get the same pleasures…
Jayla
- 25.04.2021
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