Jon was a neighbour, when my family moved onto the estate he came to our door to ask if I wanted to join Scouts. I said yes and from then on we became good friends. If we wen't scouting we were kicking a football around. John was two years ahead of me at school and had a healthy interest in girls and there was one in particular that he fancied and was intent on asking her out on a date. I knew her too but she too was older, she was slim and pretty. 

One afternoon I went over to call for Jon to go hang around somewhere, he invited me in and his family were all out. On the lounge floor were some magazines, open and displaying beautiful naked women in all kinds of poses. He sat on the carpet with them and turned pages as if continuing what he'd been doing before I got there. Then without warning he knelt up and unfastened his jeans and pushed them down his thighs, he wore no underpants, a menacing hard cock sprang free, it was long thick and veiny and had no foreskin. He was huge to me and compared to what I knew about myself, he held a majestic six incher for sure. He began stroking himself with a full fist, long strokes and I sat mesmerised by his openness and his confidence. After a while I decided to free my hard on and revealed to him my smaller uncut erection. We stroked, then he asked me if I would stroke his cock for him, I went straight to it expecting him to do likewise with mine, this didn't happen so there I was stroking two dicks at once. I was getting into it, Jon's eyes were closed, a bead of precum appeared at the tip of his swollen glans, then he suddenly stopped me and pushed my hand away, then he was up on his feet, holding his jeans up to run and dashing for the upstairs toilet, I grabbed my pants and followed when I squeezed into the small room he was stroking again over the toilet bowl, I stood to the side and rubbed myself, then he speeded up, his cock looked very pink, full and angry then he let out a grunt as his big hard cock let go of its creamy contents, first it spurted just a little then poured from his helmet like a waterfall of milk down into the water below, it made a splashing sound, he produced a lot. I rubbed quicker to try and produce my own flow of semen but as soon as he had finished he was gone. He left me to finish off on my own and I felt disappointed, I stroked and came while I remembered the pictures in the x reated magazines and the sight of Jon's big cock. When I got downstairs the magazines were gone and he never said a word. I followed him outside my cock shrinking. Wec chatted football, scouts, about other kids on our estate but we never talked about what had just happened.   

A week or so later it was school holidays and he asked if we could go to my house, mom and dad were at work and we went to my bedroom. I had posters of Deborah Harry on the walls and he said he liked them and her. It was warm and it went quiet between us, Jon then talked about how close he was to asking Penny out. Then he lay on my single sized bed and patted the blanket to join him. I slid close next to him and he unfastened his jeans again, no underwear again and he pulled out his hardening cock, "this always happen when I think about Penny" he said and stroked himself to fully hard in seconds, I pulled down my soccer shorts and yfronts and started pulling at my semi hard dick, soon we were both laying side by side pleasuring our hard cocks, then he said "let's touch them together" so I rolled to face him and he to me and his large cock dwarfed my still boyish one, it felt nice to push them together and he bumped the nipple of my foreskin with his excited tip, "rub them together with your hand" he said, so I worked both cocks head to head while he watched and enjoyed. His more mature hardness felt amazing and I was able to touch his wide knob in ways that my more sensitive knob couldn't stand. Then he asked me to go and fetch a pair of my moms knickers from her bedroom, I thought this was a bit strange but thought while she was out no-one would know. I ran to her room and rummaged in her undies drawer. I found a cream satin pair with some frills. I returned to my room with them and Jon told me to get undressed and put my mom's knickers on! I could tell he wasn't joking as he sat on the edge of the bed still stroking his hard manhood. I slipped into them, the cool sheer fabric felt nice and as I hitched them up my hard cock tented at the front. "Nice" was all he said, then he walked around behind me appraising the view, I felt a bit stupid standing there in my mom's panties but Jon seemed to like it judging by how erect he now was. Then standing close behind me he put hands on both of my naked shoulders and administered just enough force to guide me down onto my knees, then he too knelt behind me and whispered "lean over, bend over the bed", I did excited by this new turn of events and recalling how the Deacon had played sexy games with me and how good that had been. Then Jon's arms encircled me as he brought his long stiff cock against my panty clad bottom, poking my centre, pushing moms knickers between my bum cheeks, he pushed hard and moaned, we were both silent, his bare chest against my naked back as his hips pumped, he felt massive and I felt his broad tip nudging my redundant anus, which had not had any attention since the Church Deacon. He hissed in my ear and his hands went to my hips, he ran his length all over my satin covered bottom, then he hooked his thumbs into the waist and pulled them down to the bottom of my thighs to rest at my bent knees, he quickly said "ready for me"? and before I had chance to say yes, his thumbs spread my smooth tight cheeks, and as I turned around to look at what he was doing, he was thrusting his hips at me, watching himself as he did so, I saw his large swollen glans disappear between my bottom cheeks, then I immediately felt him at my tight bud, a hand to the middle of my bony spine pushed my chest flat on the bed and he pushed his thick cut penis into my dry hot rectum. I yelped a muffled sound and tried to relax, I didn't know how much of Jon's rock hard meat was inside me but it stretched me wide and caused a searing heat to travel around my ass ring, then I was being bumped as he began to fuck me, he panted and laboured over me, pushing and pulling, I felt the suction building inside my bowels, it felt like an eternity but I think it was barely two minutes before his hips fucked me with random thrusts and he began to tremble, his hands holding my hips shaking, then he stabbed my open anus deep falling against me as I felt his conquering hard penis swell and throb as it unleasehed its payload, I felt the warm gush as he flooded my tight and deep rectum, as his cock became wet from his own cum he eased back and forth gingerly fucking me some more whilst helping his climax to deliver more and more powerful spurts of runny cum. I just waited and tried to enjoy the feel of his pulsating rod wedged tight inside me. He rocked on his knees, and shook violently as his load was released into me, "yes, yes, Penny my love" he grunted wearily and victoriously.

Jon held himself inside me enjoying the afterglow of his hard penis throbbing, its reflex actions causing it to jump inside me as it tried to squirt the last of its semen but nothing more would come he had emptied his hanging ball-sac completely. He eventually pulled himself from me, his cock smeared with cum looking deflated. He put on his jeans and left without saying a word and me nursing a sore bumhole and hungry erection. The rest of the day I spent alone watching TV and listening to a small collection of seven inch singles all the time feeling my friends cum trickling out of my well fucked arse. That night in bed I wanked myself until I came hard remembering the good sex I'd had with the Deacon and being taken so hard and selfishly by Jon, who was clearly just using me as practice. There was no more play times after that. Moms knickers ended up in the trash as they were splattered with his cum stains. Jon did ask Penny out, they didn't date for long, I just hope he fucked her pussy and not her ass!!! END.  

After my intimate sexual relationship ended with the church Deacon, I found that from the age of 12 and into my early teens that I wanted more experiences like that. I yearned for sexual intimacy, the touch and feel of anothers body. Masturbation and sex magazines wasn't enough. I was extremely shy of girls and found it easier to initiate the sexual act with friends. The knowledge I had picked up from the Deacon had made me more curious about sex with other males. I went on to have boy to boy sexual relations with three others over a couple of years. Two were younger than me and the third older, we were all of a school age. My greater knowledge coupled with thier thirst for learning and lust made for some very arousing and intimate sessions. Friend number one was in the boy scouts with me, he was 2 school years older than me and lived on our estate. Being a bit older he had a very mature body compared to mine, it was my first introduction to a circumsised penis, his was rather large. I always got the idea that he was practising sex with me ready for a girl he was keen on. Friend number two was 2 years younger and lived across the street, he was less physically mature than me and he had an older sister who I had a crush on both had bright blonde hair. He craved me and she didn't, he was a keen lover and wanted the intimacy even more than I did, so risks were taken to satisfy our sexual hunger. Friend three was a year younger and loved being outdoors, we both had bikes and rode them off to quiet places with abandoned deralict buildings or fields with high grasses. He had long hair and girly looks and I found him very attractive. Our sexual relations ended when the weather became colder but it had been a long hot summer!

I might tell of some of these experiences.     

That night in bed as soon as I thought about what had transpired with the church Deacon and the allotment I had a powerful erection, it felt bigger than ever. I practised rubbing myself just like I had been shown, slipping my pajama bottoms down to release my hungry hard-on. I slowly pumped my fist to begin with and savoured the pleasure that produced, then I squeezed a little harder and worked my foreskin faster whilst bringing to mind images of a naked Deacon and my hand stroking his man sized cock, the heat and friction grew between my spread thighs and I felt the approach of an orgasm and thought about how he had held me, then my memory jumped to the climax I had given him and as I pictured his cock jolting in my hand and delivering its creamy white load and finally the feel of his mouth around my own erection, I began to climax, oh it was wonderful. My bottom raised from the bed as I stroked, my hard penis went rigid as that feeling of ultimate pleasure and enjoyment struck. I rubbed until it was over and until it felt almost painful then slept au good sleep. I did this nightly as soon as I was in bed throughout the week and was grateful for what my new secret friend had taught me.

The following Sunday could come around quickly enough for me, I saw the Deacon at the morning service and he smiled and slightly nodded at me in a way that let me know that the allotment meeting was OK for that afternoon, my penis was aroused at the thought I felt it spring to life in my pants beneath my choir cassock, I remember wondering if Mr March had a big erection concealed beneath his religious gowns and whether he was thinking about my slim, smooth naked body.

I rode my bike at break-neck speed to the allotments and found the Deacon making tea. I parked my bike out of sight again and went inside. "You're earlier than I expected" he said, I replied slightly out of breath, "I was in a hurry to get here today", "oh really, why would that be"? I exclaimed smiling, "I have looked forward to today all week!". He returned my smile and said "close the door will you, let's get cosy". I did as asked and walked to the centre of the shed, Mr March came to me and we hugged, it was a good hug, loving and full of friendship. His big hands roamed up and down my back and settled on my bum where he gently squeezed my firm buttocks. "You feel so good, I want you so badly you know"? I just grinned up at his good face as I felt his erection forming against my tummy. "Want to undress now, or have a cup of tea first"? I was so quick to answer I began pulling off my pullover as I answered, "undress", he laughed and began to unbutton his shirt. Soon we were down to just our underpants and by now my cock had swelled and it showed. "Let me" he said as he stepped forward,, he knelt down until his face was level with my groin, he reached for the waistband of my yfronts and tugged them down slowly, I was excited and my smooth hard penis flicked out at him, "yesssssss" he said and kissed the end of my cock crushing the nipple of my foreskin, he then flicked his tongue at it and tongued inside my skin, I moaned because it surprised me and because it felt so good. I almost lost my balance as he did this, then he opened his mouth and my hard cock disappeared inside, he sucked me gently while I could feel his tongue twisting and curling about my straining penis. I hissed and held onto his head not believing that this could be done to me, "Mr March" I croaked "do you worry that I might pee"?. He paused what he was doing and looked up into my eyes as he whispered, "you won't pee, but one day you will shoot lovely tasty white cum and I hope it will be me who makes that happen for you", then he licked my stiff member then holding my ass in his hands he bobbed his head back and forth along my few inches which made me swoon, then he broke off to say, "I hope you are paying attention to what I'm doing to your lovely cock because I want you to do the same for me in a minute", then he went back to sucking me. I was startled and a bit scared at this idea but trusted the Deacon because he was a good church going man and was my best friend and had taught me so many good things in a short time.

He put down a blanket on the floorboards and knelt again, "pull down my pants and see how hard I am for you again". Again his excitement was already obvious as his blue underwear were being stretched and I also noticed a damp spot where the shape of his glans pressed. Before pulling his pants down I couldn't stop myself from giving the Deacons big bulge a squeeze at its tip, I felt the bulbous shape of its swollen head as I closed my small fingers around it and it jumped at my firm touch at the same time a slight moan escaped his lips. That sound stirred me and I so wanted to expose that large erection and please it in any way I could, my own erection perfectly and fully standing proudly from my hairless groin and eager to be played with. "I want to see" I said excitedly as I hastily pulled down those blue pants, his huge cock sprang out at me like a caged lion and it landed and bounced just in front of my surprised face, its round pink head partially protruding from its stretched l veiny skin, it looked full of power and wet but most of all it looked fantastic to me and wanting to please the Deacon I kissed his shiny glans and felt its moist smoothness against my lips and then its burning heat came through, as I pulled away a fine clear string of moisture clung to my mouth then broke away. "You are such a good boy, I wish I could get Mrs March to do what you are doing, please do it again". My mind whirled at the idea that I was happy to do this act and that his wife would not, this made me even happier to please her husband, this time I leant in and planted an elongated kiss on the damp knob, then I felt his hand gently hold the back of my head to urging me to go on, so I opened my small mouth as wide as I could to accommodate the Deacons straining fat tip, as my lips slid over its warm slippery head they pushed back the skin that was partly covering it, Mr M moaned louder this time "oh fuck, that feels great" he uttered. I guessed that I was the first to do this in a long while and I knew it must feel good to the Deacon because he used a swear word! . I did as asked and walked to the centre of the shed, Mr March came to me and we hugged, it was a good hug, loving and full of friendship. His big hands roamed up and down my back and settled on my bum where he gently squeezed my firm buttocks.

He put down a that was partly covering it, Mr M moaned louder this time

I felt his hand become slightly more firm and he said "please suck me and lick me and try and take some more of me into your sweet mouth like I did for you", I understood and sucked on his swollen glans as if it were a lollipop, I really concentrated and sucked enthusiatically, as I did I felt Mr M's hand stroking my hair and whispering words of encouragement and satisfaction, my confidence grew and I pushed my mouth further onto his hardness, he was huge and stretching my mouth, I breathed hard through my nose to compensate for this, my eyes were looking down the remaining length of the Deacons thick shaft and into his dark wiry bush. I really went for it now forcing my lips along the silky skin until his hairy bush was nearer and I could feel the very tip of him touching the back of my mouth, then as I continued to pleasure his mighty cock, then his hand held firm again and I felt him pulling his erection from my busy mouth and I wondered if I was doing it wrong, but before I knew it he was pushing forward into my mouth, then reversing the action, I continued to suck and remembered to try and lick too, Mr M pushed and pulled his steely rod in and out of my wet mouth while I sucked and lapped at its sliding smoothness, sometimes I was licking his swollen knob next it was his solid mid-shaft, "you are so good at this, it feels so good, I want us to stop soon before you make me cum in your mouth", I thought about that prospect and didn't think I'd want the Deacons white cream in my mouth. He pulled back from my tight mouth leaving just his tip there for me to lick, "lick underneath my knob where it meets my foreskin" he asked, I pushed the tip of my tongue right in there and lapped at it, he moaned and hissed again. My tongue felt his erection twitch and jump and suddenly I felt warm fluid running over my tongue and I pulled away sharply to witness a long string of clear liquid falling from out of the Deacon's pee-hole. "Don't be alarmed" he said quickly "this is normal and it's something called pre-cum which male adults get when they become so excited", I could feel some on my tongue so I tentatively tasted it and found it had no real flavour. "OK" I said. "Let's do something different now he said brightly, let's lay down and cuddle". We stretched out on the blanket and rolled into each others arms, my bare chest met his face as Mr M got us into a position where our hard cocks would be able to touch. Our hard-on's touched and Mr M moved his hips so our cocks rubbed, sometimes mine would dip into his curly bush, what I soon noticed was that the Deacons precum was leaking all over my erection making my foreskin slip and slide serenely as we cuddled. I became aware of the Deacons mouth and tongue as he kissed, licked and sucked my small pink nipples, this felt lovely so I asked "does your wife enjoy this when you do it to her"? He paused and told me that it had been a long time since he and Mrs March has had any kind of sex and went on "I prefer being with you and having a naughty secret". I smailed and cuddled up closer to him as he returned to pleasuring my smooth chest and sensitive nipples. "Let's change position" he suddenly suggested, and rolled me onto my other side and he snuggled in behind me, now I could feel his huge wet erection laying against my young firm bottom and his hands came around me to caress my thighs and caress my rockhard dick, his fingers felt wonderful again and he pulled himself tighter to me and gyrated his hips so that his stiff manhood slid and rubbed around and between my smooth buttocks, gradually I found that his swollen knob buried itself more between my bottom cheeks which I kind of enjoyed, my hard on was being treated to some great touches as the Deacon kissed my neck and shoulders, "I want you so bad" he whispered with hot breath his whole body trembling against me, now his knob was firmly immersed between my tight ass cheeks and brushing my anus making it wet. The Deans fingers tightened on my pulsing cock as his other hand tickled my loose ball-sac, I could feel that I was getting close to climax and mewed with pleasure, Mr M's body was trembling harder as his knob prodded at my slippery anus, he whispered "you are so lovely, I need to cum, am I OK to cum against your glorious bottom while I make you cum"? My cock was in heaven and I could only agree by nodding, "you are driving me crazy, you will feel how much cum I have for you very soon". I felt the Deacon pumping his hips as his long cock spread it precum between my warm buttocks, the prodding of my anus became firmer, he panted into my ear as his fingers stroked my foreskin faster, my cock stiffened more and began to flex violently, his fingers worked my swollen glans and I began to shake, "mmmmm" was all I could pronounce as my climax shot through my tender body, the Deacon thrust at my bottom harder and faster and I felt him spurt a hot load of cum between my buttocks against my tight anus, then it felt different somehow but it was difficult to tell how as my orgasm was taking me to new heights, the Deacon thrust his pumping penis inside my anus up my rectum which was being filled with his creamy cum, "I am fucking you now, but I won't hurt you I promise" he said panting. I felt his huge sex organ sliding between my cheeks, I felt his hot cream shooting as his cock slid carefully and slowly in and out. My orgasm was now dying off and I was more aware of what the Deacon was doing to me but I held still as he pumped his big cock in and out of my small body. He shook and shuddered as I felt his cock convulsing powerfully inside my ass as it emptied its final powerful spurts of sex cream. When he was finished he slid from my tight slippery bottom and I felt a flood of runny cream pour out of me onto the blanket, we lay still both panting and trembling until we recovered enough strength to sit in the armchair together cuddling as our spent cocks softened and he said "I love you tight firm body, you are so much sexier than my wife". Afterwards the naughty Deacon told me that he had only penetrated me just enough to empty his seed in me, of course as time went by that wasn't always the case and I learned to take all of his horny married manhood, but I was content to be wanted by him. The two chairs and even the small table became props in our game of love making as time went by. Our secret affair lasted a few months then the Deacon lost interest in me as my pubes began to grow. I did manage to have a real wet orgasm with Mr M and surprised his hungry mouth one session, he was pleased to have been the first to bring forth my spunk. Months later I caught him giving a new young chubby choirboy a sly suggestive smile and I knew he'd moved on to another willing lad, I guessed that Mrs M was still being uncooperative in the bedroom department. END.       

After dinner Mom and Dad said I could go out for a couple of hours on my bike. All during dinner I had thought of nothing else but the church Deacon's big cock and how his warm hand had aroused my cock and how good it had felt. The vision of his manhood was clear in my mind and it had piqued my curiosity and left me wanting to discover more. I knew nothing of sex or the workings of an erect penis. Anyway he was now my new best friend and very nice with it!

The afternoon was quite dull and muggy, and I rode the few blocks out to the allotments and started to look for Mr March. There were a few people about tending their gardens, finally I spotted him he had a placement at the very end of the lot. I walked my bike over to him, he was busy digging, when he looked up to see my approach he beamed the biggest smile at me which made me feel very good inside and I smiled enthusiastically back at him.  Just behind where Mr March was stood was a comfortable looking shed, he saw me looking and said "want to come inside?", he put down his garden fork and told me to park my bike out of sight. l noticed that the allotment was growing quiet and there was some rain in the air. I followed into the shed and was asked to close the door. The shed was clean, dry and had a musty earthy smell, there was a small table, a wooden chair and a comfy armchair looking a bit worn. An electric kettle, mugs and heater completed the itinerary.

The church Deacon asked "What did you think about our earlier get together in the car?", "it was nice, sort of exciting" I replied. "You like our secret time then, ready to do more friendly undressing?", "I think so, I haven't done anything like this before with anyone else" I told him. "And did you like me touching you, making your cock go all stiff, do you get hard yourself, touch yourself?", I nodded and said "sometimes I get hard for no reason and enjoy the feeling of squeezing it, but when you touched me it felt really good to be hard". "We are safe and private here, no-one will see us as my plot is at the end and out of the way". Then he said, "we can have a lot of fun as secret friends and share good exciting times and feelings alone together, would you like to do that now"? It all sounded great, like an adventure or a treasure hunt and I had a stirring in my pants at the idea of seeing Mr March's huge cock again so I said "yes, I would like that very much".

Mr March stood there all 6 feet of him grinning down at me and said "OK, let's undress and look at each other properly this time" I nodded and waited for him to start, he seemed excited now and was quickly pulling his old jumper over his head revealing a hairy chest and tummy, I began pulling my t-shirt off and watched as he unbuckled his belt and undid his muddy trousers letting them fall to the ground at his feet, my eyes were drawn to his white underpants which were being stretched by a large pointy bulge which stood out a long way and I guessed that his man penis was already hard again, I wondered if he was always hard like this. I was stepping out of my shorts and ready to drop my underwear and I realised that my own pants were tenting with warm excitement!   I paused to watch the Deacon remove his final garment and noticed how his long stiff manhood sprang free and stood to attention, pointing up at the join between wall and ceiling, it looked even bigger now standing out from his naked body. Long, thick and veiny, it looked strange but interestingly wonderful at the same time. Then my eyes lowered to his large hanging ball-sac which made me think about wheels on a canon! I pulled down my yfronts and felt my own erection spring free although less dramatically. I turned to face the Deacon and he to me, the freedom of being nude causing my boy penis to swell almost to its fullest extent and the Deacon said "your body is gorgeous, come and give me a hug", I liked the idea a lot and moved toward his tall hairy frame, he too a stride forward open armed and wrapped me to him, his warm skin felt so nice but his big erection got in the way as it pressed against my ribcage, still we embraced with my hands holding his firm bottom. "Mmmmm" he said, "I love your firm smooth body, it feels so good, let's stand you on a crate so that our cocks can touch". He dragged over an old milk bottle crate andv helped me to stand on it. Soon we were embracing again, this time our faces and excited cocks were close together and Mr March had his big hands on my small bottom pulling us tight together, my 3 inch long hard-on pressing up against his heavy, thick hot hard 8 incher, it felt so wonderful. Then without warning the Deacon lifted me up causing me to grab a hold around his neck to cling on my thighs gripped his waist, once he had me in his arms he began to flex his hips and rub his huge cock up and down so it slid on my cock, my tummy and at times he dipped its swollen tip between my open thighs, he panted and moaned as he moved my light body around, I looked down between our closely locked bodies to see how the Deacons cock skin slid up and down sometimes showing a big pink shiny helmet which was glistening wet, then his floppy skin would hide it once more. He said "I love holding you, do you like it too"? I answered "it is nice to be cuddled and I like watching your hard cock getting wet, will it pee on me"?. At this Mr March put me down on the bare dusty floorboards and replied "oh no, I won't pee, there is something more special to happen", "what then"? I asked. "You will see soon enough, do you want to touch it while I play with yours again"? Now this I wanted more than anything so I said excitedly "yes please!".

The Deacon sat down in the big padded armchair and lifted me easily onto his lap, we got comfy and he said "go for it then", I was so close to his long dick I only had to reach a short distance before my fingertips brushed against it, it was hot to the touch and it jumped a little and Mr M sighed with pleasure, "wrap your fingers around it" he said almost pleadingly, so I did, my small hand wouldn't reach all the way but I grasped almost all of its thickness, it felt so stiff, I remembered how he had rubbed it himself in the car earlier so I copied his movement. "Oh yes, that is the way, keep doing that for me" he whispered, rain began to fall outside and I could hear it on the roof, now I felt all cosy and warm. My fingers gripped his cock more firmly and I felt his foreskin move easily on his steely shaft, it slid like a loose sock against an iron bar, I loved the feel of him and concentrated hard on performing this seemingly important task, Mr M had his eyes closed and his hand joined mine to show me how to bring his skin all the way down so that the purple knob came out and then how to work the silky skin up and over it again. I worked the skin just how he showed me, the smooth round head becoming wetter and it glistened, my hand travelled from the hairy base all the way up until my small fist hit the underside of the glans, Mr M moaned with pleasure and mumbled words of praise and encouragement. Lost in concentration I didn't notice the Deacons hand moving towards my lap and prominent erection then suddenly I felt warm fingers taking hold of my little hard-on it thrilled me so I shuffled myself around to be easier to fondle, his hand travelled under my balls tickling, caressing and stroking, it felt amazing. The Deacon spoke huskily, "your cock is bigger than I thought it would be, do you like having it played with"? I answered "yes it feels like magic, how does my hand feel on you"? He looked me in the eyes and replied " you are giving me so much pleasure and soon you will see what happens when a man's erect penis is treated in this way". Then moving beneath me he urged me to stand as he stood. "Now move your hand faster on my hard cock, stroke my skin with more speed and squeeze harder and watch what happens. I stood opposite and moved closer taking a good grip of his huge trembling cock I rubbed him fast and hard eager to see what would happen, Mr M was slightly thrusting his hips and I could have sworn that his penis was getting harder and thicker if that was possible, then the Deacon grabbed both my shoulders with his hands in an attempt to steady his balance, he helped and cried out which kind of scared me, still I thrust my hand efficiently and speedily along his towering cock when I felt it swell and throb, Mr M rocked on his heels as a jet of pure white liquid shot from the end of his purple knob over my naked chest, it startled me, it was not and runny, my hand continued to rub as more white fluid spewed out so powerfully it fired uncontrollably into my tummy, my hard cock and flying down onto my feet, I watched with amazement and felt Mr M's rock hard erection jump and swell in my stroking hand, then he pulled me to him, hugging me, I let loose his hardness and hugged him back, still I could feel his throbbing manhood shooting its gooey cream against my smooth body, he held me tight kissing the top of my head and murmuring how lovely I was and how I had pleased him. After a while he let me go and I could see and feel his cooling mess on my body, there was so much. Mr M's cock looked pink and flushed, a long string of fluid hung from his knob. "Quick sit in the armchair" he said urgently, I sat down as the Deacon knelt between my thighs and surprised me once again by taking my slimy hard boy penis into his warm mouth, he sucked and licked and I felt his lips working my foreskin, the feeling was unbelievable, he licked the goo from my tummy and stroked my cock, now he was rubbing my cock faster and harder, the heat built up and he rubbed the skin around my sensitive glans, the feeling sublime, I felt like I was going to burst inside, his fingers rubbed and squeezed, my hips wriggled, a thrilling powerful force was building that I had never felt before then it slammed in to me, my cock throbbed and jumped in his pumping hand, a hot feeling rushed through me and shook me, my cock tingled with pleasure-pain, it was indescribable and wonderful. My whole body shuddered as this new feeling coursed through me and the Deacon held me once more whilst gently easing out the final thoes of what I later found out was an orgasm of epic proportion. We sat together getting our breaths back and I asked "is that the feeling you had earlier", "yes he confirmed", "wow" I said, then thoughtfully I went on, I had no white cream flow from my cock". He answered me assuringly "you will one day soon, have you not rubbed yourself for that long before today"? "No" I admited. "He said "well you know what to do now and when your body is ready you will get what is called 'cum', that is the white cream you saw, only wank yourself when you are by yourself or with your special friend" and grinned again. "Practice before we meet secretly again, that is if you want to meet up like this again"? I couldn't think of anything better and beamed back at him. OK let's get dressed. I noticed that my penis had gone soft and that the Deacon's was laying along his thigh looking smaller and wrinkled and had dribbled even more 'cum' onto his leg. "Next Sunday then" he asked, "Yes please" I said.

When I was a boy I was a member of the local church where I also sang in the choir. Also at the church was Mr March the church Deacon. He was a pleasant man, married to a snooty lady they had a son a few years older than me. The Deacon was slim, very tall and around forty years of age when I got to know him better. He smiled at me a lot. One Sunday after morning service I was looking at the Deacon's new Rover car and he invited me in it for a ride home. We were alone and and I was excited to join him. He drove and chatted to me about all sorts of things, his car was lush. He drove me to a quiet spot and stopped the car. I didn't know where we were, it was some kind of quiet industrial estate with nobody working on a Sunday. He turned in his seat smiling and asked me if I was enjoying being with him, I told him I was and that I thought his car was great! Then he asked if I could keep a secret, I nodded yes and he said that he really liked me, so we could be special friends. This sounded cool so I agreed. Next he said that he had something secret to show me, and asked if I wanted to see it, I said yes, he said I must not tell anyone, I said OK. The Deacon undid his seatbelt and slid his hips forward and unfastened his grey trousers and unzipped his fly which seemed to be bulging, I just stared transfixed as his big hands reached inside and gradually eased his big hard penis out into the open. I just gaped open mouthed at seeing such a huge cock! It was hard, I knew this because mine had been hard many times but not hard like a man's does. He asked me if I liked it as he moved it for me to see better, he moved its skin up and down so that it's pink head showed. I wasn't sure if I liked it or not but not wanting to disappoint Mr March I said that I did like it. He then asked if I had one the same and I said no because mine was small, he said that didn't matter and it would be nice for him to see it. He undid my seatbelt too and smiled encouragingly, I was a bit nervous and he said it will just be our secret and not to worry, that it would be a good thing to do and share as new friends. I eased my short trousers down and then my Yfronts until my flaccid hairless cock came into view, Mr March gasped and was rubbing his big manhood more vigorously. He spoke with a croaked voice as he told me that it was lovely and asked if I had had erections, I told him I had, big ones but not as big as his. He asked if he could touch it and help to make it hard for me to see for himself, I nodded slowly a bit uncertain still. His warm hand rested on my soft cock and he took my inch of cock and began to rub it between his thumb and forefinger, my foreskin rolled and it began to feel warm and nice. His breathing became rapid and rasping as he told me how good my cock felt and how he was going to make me feel so good, my erection began to form under his caresses and my knees parted as I started to enjoy my cocks stiffening arousal, Mr March told me how hard and big I was growing and he held my floppy ball sac. Then as I grew harder he had more fingers working my trembling shaft and the foreskin grew taught against my sensitive glans. He then spoke soothingly asking me if I wanted to touch his hard cock I took a few seconds to view it, it was easily eight inches tall, very broad, covered by thick veins and it had a mass of bushy hair. The Deacon used his free hand to wriggle out of his underwear so that I could now see his large ball sac. I said I wanted to touch him as he continued to make my erection extend rubbing my foreskin around my bulbous head. I began to tentatively reach for that monster manhood when suddenly there was the noise of an engine, Mr March panicked and urgently pulled up his clothing telling me to do the same, he struggled to conceal his hard cock as a lorry came into view. He gunned the car engine and we were soon on our way only pausing to adjust our clothing before driving me home. As we neared my street he reminded me of our special secret and said if I told nobody then we could have fun again. Then he asked what I got up to on Sunday afternoons after dinner,I told him I rode my bike. He told me that he liked to spend time on his allotment and if I wanted to I could meet him there,, I said I would try.

I first met Ray online at a picture sharing site. We gradually became friends realising that we had similar interests, both early forties, grown up family and married. Although not gay we both had at some time time in our youth enjoyed male homosexual intercourse. We shared our experiences and performed role-play sex with each other bringing out some very stimulating fantasies with great cum loads and climax's being enjoyed. During some of these sessions I would dress as the female, panties, bra's, skirts, stockings or sexy nighties. It drove Ray almost to distraction as his biggest fantasy was to make love to a guy dressed as a girlfriend. Ray was a very tall man and stood six feet five inches, well built, broad shoulders and hips with a large 9.5" long, thick cut cock which I enjoyed seeing spurt its huge loads during our fantasy games. I stand six feet tall, slim, narrow hips, with an average 7" long, thick uncut cock. After a few online meets we progressed to camming but having to manage the time difference between the UK and the US.

Ray was wealthy and ran his own business and had travelled the globe, he announced during one role-play session that he was planning on visiting London on business and wanted to meet up with me and have me stay for two nights as his guest at a plush hotel. He had clients to see but would have plenty of free time for us to go out or stay in and playout for real some of our favourite fantasies. I would invent an excuse to get me away from home and arrive with a small wardrobe of womens clothes and lingerie focussed on the slightly slutty side of nice.

I was quite was torn between being excited by the prospect and nervous, unsure if I could go through with it. However Ray was very commited to the idea and leading up to the dates in question kept telling me how much he wanted me and how he was so in love with my uncut cock and small round bottom.  I had to admit after all the years of being happily married to the same woman it felt great to be 'wanted' by somebody else!

We continued to meet online right up to the week Ray was due in and I am sure that our cummy orgasms were becoming more intense and that more semen was being harvested. Ray had his work calendar sorted which wasn't that busy and we were a go for three nights instead of the original two.

The day arrived and Ray messaged me to say he had departed on time. I was packed and ready to go, later I was sat on the train headed south. As I journeyed I had butterflies but also erections in my pants, I was like a hormone tortured teen all over again.   On my arrival in London I had time to visit some lingerie stores and found myself aroused greatly as I shopped for panties, bras, skirt, stockings and sexy nightwear.  Shopping done I headed for the hotel.

I was early so took a seat in a plush leather arm chair and read a newspaper and kept one eye on the entrance, time seemed to be dragging. My feelings were a mixture of apprehension, excitement, nervousness and horniness!

Then a lemon shirted mountain of a man appeared in the doorway, silver haired, tanned and handsome pulling suitcase and carrying a laptop bag, upon seeing me he put down his luggage and came straght to me, a big smile greeting me, he hugged me in his strong arms crushing me to his broad hard chest, I flushed and it was like we were old friends, shaking hands too quite vigourously, he told me to wait while he checked in. That done we were soon in the lift and at the door of his suite. A Bellboy accompanied us with the luggage and let us in, Ray tipped the boy and then we were alone. We chatted asking each other about our families and so forth, we were comfortable, while sipping whisky rye from the mini-bar. Then he noticed the large shopping bags and wanted to see inside, but I quickly pulled them away explaining that it was a surprise. I suggested that he must be tired from the flight but he quashed that idea. The TV was on a news channel. Ray said how much he had been looking forward to meeting me and spending time with me and asked if I was still sure about staying and the sex. The JD was working just fine and I confirmed my commitment. He then gave me a look and a smile that accentuated the laughter lines around his blue-grey eyes, and asked if I wanted to play right away. I agreed and he went off for a shower while I watched TV news, looking through my bag of goodies trying to decide what to wear for our opening scene. Within ten minutes Ray was out looking fresh and smelling even fresher, a hotel robe tied about his large frame, and I could just make out the contour of his manhood behind the material. My turn I said and taking my lady clothes I went and quickly, I paid attention to my anus, finger soaping where the earlier supository had done its work as I showered. My cock was already at half-mast as I pulled on some silk top dark tan stokings, then a frilly cream garter belt and secured the stocking tops in place. the matching cream silk and satin bra and sheer panties were next. I looked hot in the mirror and the panties were just about keeping my excited erection in check. I then slid into a tight elasicated mini skirt which came to a few inches above my knees. The bulge of my hard cock evident as it pushed against the thigh hugging skirt. I was ready for Ray, I wanted so much to please and satisfy him. As I opened the bathroom door the butterflies in my stomach began, partially excitement and partially nervous, this was a big step and I felt my erection soften a little.

Ray was sat on the bottom of the bed and he immediately stood up as I entered, he whistled low pitch and spoke sincerely as he told me how sexy and hot I looked, he told me then what he'd told me a number of times before, that he wanted me!

Ray stepped to the centre of the room still wearing the bathrobe tied at his waist, he was grinning from ear to ear as he loosened the garment, the robe opened a few inches to show his broad and tanned body, some silver hair across his chest and displaying an erection I could not pull my eyes away from. He coaxed me forward and I went to him like a moth to a flame, looking now into his face as his arms welcomed me, he gently brought me to his tall body and I felt the upper part of my tummy press against his very warm and very rigid cock, it stood long and thick squashed between us, Ray kissed my forehead and then lowered his lips to kiss the tip of my nose, the craned his head lower to kiss my mouth, it was so sensual and loving, we kissed gently, brushing our lips across each others, then his gripped me tighter and we kissed with more urgency and fire, his hands moving up and down my smooth narrow back, I moved my hands up between us and pushed the bathrobe back off Ray's shoulders, he pulled his arms from around me momentarily to all the robe to fall and pool at our feet. His hard cock was still pressing against me and my own erection was stretching the clothing I had on, his hands cupped my firm bottom causing me to brush my hardness into his heavy full ball-sac, I mewed at the pleasure and his mouth was all over mine again, tongues playing, I was putty in his big hands as he cradled my ass and lifted me clear off the plush carpet, his strength and desire evident as he brought me up to his navel, my thighs going around his thick waist and my crotch and bottom being rested on his huge love muscle, which stood out from his torso almost 10 inches. We stopped kissing and he whispered how turned on I had made him and how he was going to enjoy pleasuring himself and me. Then his mouth was kissing my hard chest, brushing his face over the satin bra, pushing his lips into my small mounds, nibbling through the bra at my erect nipples, he was so lost in the moment, beathing heavy he mumbled how much he loved the bra, I couldn't believe how long he was holding me off the floor for, and I knitted my fingers together around Ray's big neck for support while his mouth ravaged my chest, the bra gradually riding high to explose my pink-brown nipples, which were now wet and pointy from his oral attentions. He lifted me again to lower me back onto my feet, I stepped back a few inches to absorb again the size of this man and his straining veiny cock. I placed a palm on Ray's chest to hold him still while I appraised his fine manhood, it was swaying slightly, trembling too, now I was close to him I could see how much bigger he was off cam, and his heavy sac slung underneath imposing and loaded. I slid my palm down his chest spreading my fingers to enjoy his hair, then let them fall and make a fist around his hard member. I gasped and so did he, it felt so rigid yet its outer skin felt so silky, I brought my fingers around to make a fist and barely made it all the way around his massive girth, I began to stroke him then let my fingertips stray to his swollen dark pink glans, exploring its shape and smooth shiny surface, tracing behind its bulbous head, again Ray sucked in air and gasped, his hard tool jumping in reflex at my delicate touch. I played with his smooth excited cock for another minute or two, when Ray reached down to front of my skirt and squeezed the outline of my hard penis, I groaned and then he said he wanted to see me better. His fingers went to the hem of the tight skirt and eased it up to the waist exposing my long stocking clad legs, sheer cream coloured satin panties and of course my straining uncircumsised erection stretching the fabric until even the waistband was slightly open. There was a moisture spot at the end of my tip which had slightly stained the panties. He let out a satisfying mmmm and told me how lovely and sexy I looked in the panties and garter belt, sexier than his wife, I was so happy of his approval I felt my hardness grow another inch if that were possible. I was still stroking his engorged penis as one of Ray's hands cupped one of my fiirm buttocks and the other slid across my panties closing around my now throbbing tool, he gripped tightly and wanked the satin and my thick tool as one, my knees almost buckled and I let go an ecouraging moan, my foreskin sliding so easily due to the precum that had been building up behind it, as he rubbed me the damp stain grew and he asked me to rub his big cockhead into the moistening panties, I rubbed the swollen helmet right against my cockhead and over the damp patch, this felt so good, Ray again took the lead as he took hold of his own hardness now with wet shiny head and lifted me up again asking me to open my panties for him, I tanked the leg hole open and he guided his hot cock up and inside the satin lingerie, he slid up next to my hard-on like a rocket, and oh boy did it feel good. The panties were being stretched, his cock rubbed my foreskin up and down, our loose ball-sac's clung together, Ray worked his hips while his arms raised and lowered me, my ankles around his bum and my hands again locked behind his strong neck. I looked down between us to see his swollen flushed knob forcing its way passed the elasticated waistband of my panties then disappear for a moment then up and out it popped again, his mouth and tongue worked over my still exposed nipples, he was exciting my hot erection, and my tip was leaking more precum on to both of us due to the grinding of his sliding shaft. Then he stopped fucking our cocks together and carried me to the bed, Ray's big manhood still buried inside the panties, he lowered me carefully still maintaining our position, his hands feeling along my legs, enjoying the silk stockings as his fingers enjoyed the silk he leant over me, more kisses, I let a hand drift down my stomach to caress the smooth shell-like helmet of Ray's heavy hard cock causing him to moan into my open mouth, he broke the kiss and told me he wanted to fuck me now. I was so ready and told my lover so.   

We had arranged prior to meeting up that lube and condoms would be used for full anal sex, and although I was feeling horny enough to allow Ray to ride me bareback he walked quickly to his overnight bag and revealed a tube of lubricant and a box of condoms.

He stood over me, and I watched as he dressed his still engorged manhood in the featherlite erection hugging rubber, the teet drooping on the end, Ray's fingers stroking the latex ensuring a perfect fit. He then smothered the 9.5" rubber-sealed pole with lube, lot's of it, then he told me to lift my knees, which I did immediately, he reached under me and pulled my panties down to halfway down my thighs then his two large hands took the underside of my thighs and guided them back to my chest, then he applied lube to the inside of my buttocks and squirted some inside my twitching anus, it was cool and felt strange but was glad of it's use. Then he asked if I was ready, I nodded and he needed no second agreement, he was pushing my open knees on to my chest exposing my ass, balls and hard-on, he moved swiftly forward and guided his glistening prick to the tight entrance of my rectum, I was looking down between my thighs gazing dreamily as I saw Ray's big swollen round knob disappear from view, next I felt it nudging my tight pinky-brown bud, then pressure as he leant into position allowing the weight of his body to break my tight resistance as I felt his huge tip squeeze tightly passed my tender barrier, I gasped and bit down a cry of pain, Ray's eyes were semi closed as he absorbed the tight enjoyable feel of my gripping anus, he waited and I grit my teeth, he pushed again and his thick shaft eased further into my tight hole pressing all around my lubricated walls. He was eagre to fill me and slowly eased deeper into my heat, he moaned with me as I was stretched for his fit, leaning further over me gravity pulling Ray downward I felt his giant glans rise higher inside my rib cage until I knew by the touch of his heavy balls on my spead buttocks that he could forge on no further.   

Ray was panting and the exertion of entering my tight hole had turned his face pink, he was smiling a wide smile ooking down at me and whispered "now I am going to fuck you my baby like never before, and you will feel my cock owning you and loving you, is that OK?" I said "yes it is what I have craved for so long, to be with you and to please you".

Ray lay on top of the backs of my open thighs so that his face neared mine, then he kissed me open mouthed again and began to fuck me, slowly I felt his hips pull back and the sensation of his large tool sliding tightly from my man-pussy, it was tight and I knew that my anus was at it limit forv Ray's girth, after a few seconds I could feel his engorged knob at my entrance my stomach felt empty ans I need his back inside, I said nothing and waited, then he was leaning into me and thrusting his heavy meat back into the void it had created, the feelings were wonderful, my rectum and anus loving the heat and friction of his measured push, his balls slapped my ass this time, and no sooner as he had filled me he was moving backwards creating a vaccuum inside me, I moaned and he was soon withdrawn to my pulsing bud, and then he pushed faster back into me, his tongue entering my open mouth in time with his deep penetration of my ass, I sucked his tongue and plunged my slippery tongue into Ray's warm mouth, now he pulled from me quicker, and entered me at speed, and so it began. My tiny brown cunt was treated to a lesson in good sex and great fucking, my American lover was strong and fit and took me hard and fast, his stamina impressive as the friction in my bowls grew he was able to drive on, controlling the great urge to cum too quickly, he was making sure that he had full enjoyment from our union, faster his hips pumped, my body being shaken and pounded by his force, he began kissing my face, my neck my chest, his body curling to maintain its ownership of my gaping ass, "I am close" he groaned not missing a stroke. The lube was doing its job well as the huge throbbing manhood slid exquisitely in and out of my slim body. My passion was overflowing as his groin rubbed on my sensitive glans, I loved this moment so much that I said "take off the condom" he continued to fuck me and said "are you sure?" "never more sure I panted breathlessly".

He grinned and climbing back onto his haunches he slid his ram rod of a tool from my hollow insides....I looked between my thighs as he rolled the stretched and laboured latex from his swollen veiny cock, the glans looking very shiny and angry, there was some semen in the condom I noticed, "fuck I am so ready to fill you with my cum" he confirmed, "fill me then" I urged excitedly. We resumed in the same position with my knees on my chest and Ray laying over my slim thighs, he guided himself one handed into his prize slut, it felt so different this time, the texture of his lovely thick and long penis ground against the tight hot walls of my love tunnel, still well lubricated I loved feeling every gorgeous centimetre as he drove back inside me, there was no steady introduction this time as Ray fucked me fast, deep and hard, kissing my mouth hard our faces twisting in the kiss, mouths fighting for dominance, he was groaning into my mouth now and I knew it would be soon.

I pushed my hips up and down to welcome my lovers thrusts, the thrusts becoming more random, long then short, stabbing, I moaned as my hands pulled and clawed at Ray's large buttocks, his breath ragged now, his body urgently assaulting my bottom, then he let forth a cry of utter bliss as his steely manhood thickened and flexed stretching me still more I cried out as I felt Ray's massive powerful penis pump its scalding hot seed into my grateful body, his thrusts pausing to release ropes of creamy cum, then fucking me for a moment and pausing again to let me feel the electrifying convulsions of his love muscle, his cock leaping uncontrollably inside me, then ramming it all the way deep inside me again I felt his throbbing flexing glans deliver more of its slick runny payload, I thought he was done, spent, but no, He rested back onto his heels his cock was now bent rigid down into my slippery ass and his strong arms took my waist and he slid me up and down the mattres on his cummy cock, I just lay still as I felt my anus ride freely along his 9.5 inch love stick, still it flooded my relaxing hole, his hands seemingly using me as a masturbation aid while he satisfied his hunger and need. Eventually he released his strong grip of my hips and we were both panting and still, I could still feel his cock twitching and rippling as it tried to ejaculate even more of its semen but non came. My own cock was still hard and standing firm, and Ray took it in his big fist and stroked my wet excited foreskin up and down, his own cock still buried in me, his touch felt amazing as he slid the foreskin up over and down my shiny plump knob, he sensed that I needed a quick release and wanked me firmly, his hand tight around my thick shaft as it rose and fell the tight nipple of my foreskin caressing my reddening glans, faster he pumped my throbbing dick while I closed my eyes in pleasure at his wonderful hand, still his cock lay in my rectum gently pulsing, such eroticism I felt, and now it was becoming impossible to hold back my feelings of need and want, I opened my eyes to watch my own approaching climax my hard manhood popping out of top of Ray's big loving fist, I groaned as I fell headlong into my orgasm, Ray's grip loosened and I watched a rope of white cum spill into the air a couple of inches and landed over his hand, before his touch had chance to wank another load out Ray quickly pulled his shrinking manhood from me and moving stealthily soon had his mouth over my climaxing cock just in time to consume my second and more powerful spurt, his lips closed around my pumping glans, his mouth felt soft and moist and it encouraged my climax to flourish more causing me to produce rope after powerful rope of creamy cum to explode into Ray's sucking cum hungry mouth, he morked his lips up and down my pulsating hard shaft bringing more cum, he swallowed quickly taking every drop I delivered. END