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By (user no longer on site) OP
over a year ago
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Aged 18 I needed a but of extra cash so I took a Thursday night round delivering a local advertising paper. I only had 100 houses to do! The last ones were a set of bungalows on the edge of town, countryside behind. I'd park my bike up and dash down the road in and out of each garden. Then run back to my bike and home. Overtime, I'd meet one or two of the owners, usually old and alone. But the farthest one, all on it's, own was owned by a gay couple, early forties.
Charles the older of the couple was usually about. He'd come out and say hi. His partner worked shifts and often wasn't there. One day, I arrived soaked from the rain. As I pushed his paper through the letterbox the door swung open. "Oh you'll catch your death" he said. "Do you need to dry off?" I was so wet it was running down my back and my jeans were saturated. "It's ok " I replied, " be ok". "At least have a hot drink" he offered. My bike was locked and it was getting dark. Both my parents would have been still at work and I was tempted. But this meant going into the house of a gay man. Charles was big and stocky with very short hair and glasses. But he was friendly so I said ok and squelched through his door.
He took my back and coat and asked what I wanted to drink. Tea I said. He looked at me and said to perhaps get out of my wet clothes and he'd put them through the tumble dryer. He could give me a dressing gown in the meantime. So I agreed and he provided the gown, made my tea whilst I undressed in front of his log fire.
I took off a shirt, shoes and socks and peeled my jeans down. Underneath, I was wearing just a G-string which I wore for purely sexual satisfaction! Of course before I got the gown on, Charles appeared. "You're soaked through" he said, "best get a towel". He put my tea down on a small coffee table and went to the bathroon. He came back quickly and started to dab at me with it. I was a bit embarrassed but just let him do it. Something about him on this dark wet evening seemed comforting. He gave me the towel to finish off and then handed me my tea. I drank from the cup then fumbled it spilling the contents over the gown. "Clumsy" he laughed and took the gown. "Just dry off in front off fire" he said. I was cold so did just that. Charles went to the kitchen with the gown and returned.
He sat and began chatting. Asked If I had a girlfriend. No. Did I play sports! Yes etc . Being so young it didn't take much to get aroused. I could feel my cock moving as the heat from the fire warned my buttocks. My body then was quite toned and hairless. Plus I had thick wavy hair, big blue eyes and very nice lips which people often commented on.
Charles was wearing a white t-shirt sand jogging bottoms. No socks or slippers. A chain with a cross hung from his neck. I noticed a virgin Mary and other religious stuff. "I nearly became a monk" he joked as he saw me looking around. He got me another tea as I sat down on the sofa.
When he returned he sat beside me. Not long and his hand was placed near my thigh. This sent a shock through me and my cock became extremely erect. I was not gay but this was the first feel I had ever had! Silence. Then he slowly asked if I wanked. Yes I replied. In that case would I like to look at some magazines he asked. Yes I replied. I did like my dirty mags and already had a stack at home.
Charles went to a back room and had in his hands two or three mags. He handed them to me. They were foreign I noticed and had lots of hairy moustached me. This was the mid 80s by the way . I flipped through them. Most were solo poses of naked men, one or two stern looking women and a few scenes of them together. A few penetration scenes had those big black censor dots over them . There was a lot of writing, and with a story of some such plus the scenes were quite artistic. One picture clearly showed a big butch man penetrating a golden haired, fair youth . I was well aware that my tiny g-string was hardly containing my hard on. I am not small in that area and it would have been quite obvious to him.
Without much further ado, Charles was fondling me. He stripped and stood in front of me. His hairy stocky body and a huge eight inch erection. His purple helmet swelled and glistened. He got down and sucked me off. I let him. He did it twice in fact. He offered his but I was too shy a lad to try. He stood wanked and showered his hot cum over my well chewed cock . Clothes dry, I went home. I was a bit bothered I'd had a gay experience but my cock felt so good.
If course over a year or so, I went back to his place about once a week for blow jobs. Eventually I sucked his and have since been a life long cock sucker myself. But nobodies sperm ever has matched his . He initiated me into being fucked. In his back garden he had some woods and in there over the back he had some sort of canvas inflatable thing. Over that he had erected a frame from metal poles. Some nights when not too cold, he'd lead me naked down the path (his garden was secluded) and lay me on the inflatable . He'd always suck me. Then I'd suck and swallow him. After he'd turn me over and holding the frame fuck me . Grunting like a man possessed he'd shoot a good load into me. He was clean and I trusted him. We used condoms first time but always after, no. His bf didn't play about, was quite earnest and not that interested in sex . I was Charles's release, his play thing. Being the 80s I did wonder but found his gay attentions must welcome. Eventually I moved away and found a girlfriend or two. I went back once and passed by. He saw me and came out. We ended up in bed and saw one another on and off again for many years after.
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By (user no longer on site) OP
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Charles was quite a cultured man. University educated. He almost joined the church. He loved classicism and had many books on the Ancient Greeks. I used to read them at times, even with him banging me from behind. We did it everywhere. Bed, bath, sofa and that inflatable thing.
He bought me lipstick and mascara and frequently got me to dress a little . I was a very pretty boy. Apart from the make-up I just wore g-strings, thongs and for a while fishnets and a pair of heels he got from a second hand shop. He was a fairly talented artist and once painted me nude wearing a skimpy toga. God knows what he done with that! The sex was fantastic though I felt I had to keep it a big secret. I grew to live for our meets especially oral sex. He asked me to eat lots of seafood and fruit and he did the same. It seemed to increase our sperm production and improve flavour, especially the kiwi fruit. Some meets were oral only where we would 69 and suck each other maybe up to three times each. One meet he had oysters and I remember slurping them down.i was a bit hesitant and yes I felt a bit queasy with a mix of them and his sperm inside me. But it was fun.
The fucking was awesome and he took my tight hole with his thick cock gently. Lots of lube and spit, he'd gently tease my hole apart and them slide in his cock. He'd thrust slowly but surely and always cum in me. Only once per meet except for when his friend Jay stayed.
Jay was from Southern India and was in his 30s. I wouldn't say gay but he loved my ass. Very dark, thick black hair and smooth. His cock was medium but thick also. Very heavy cummer. He stayed a fortnight and I was asked to provide for him let's say. I pretended to my family that I was on a break with a mate but in reality I was staying in Jay's bed. Charles's bf was told that I was just there as a pick up for Jay. He knew I was the paperboy and it was just made up that somehow Jay had met me in town and yes I was somewhat gay and was being paid for my services. I got a few pounds but not a lot!
So I stayed over and Jay made good use of me. He used my bum a lot but also my mouth and seemed to have a huge supply of sperm. Charles knew my ass was in use and when he could he'd use my mouth to dump his load. Sucking both of them was a dream. Charles bf had a go just the once but never again.
We kissed a lot and Jay especially loved it. He left me with lots of love bites. Charles sometimes did the same but usually on my bum. He would spit on my hole, rim me , spank me and bite my cheeks. Sometimes he was a but rough but I just submitted happily. Jay was very passionate. He'd take me to Bournemouth and the gay bit so we could be together outdoors in bars etc.
Charles once had to stay in Bournemouth on a business visit. I went with him. I was around 19. We stayed in a gay run hotel. I'd kick around until he came back, bored out of his mind and sexually frustrated. One afternoon I was in the foyer talking to a guy and in he marched. You could see his bulge. He grabbed me and dragged me upstairs. We were on the first floor top of the stairs. He left the door open. Fucked me there and then very noisily. Everyone could hear. One or two viewed and clapped when angry Charles shot his load and let out a huge groan.
I spent the week mainly in this hotel. It was raining must of the time. I learned a few make up tips and sat around trying to look pretty. A local celeb TV was about a lot. I got to know her. Very leggy we met for sex on another occasion but I hung around in the hotel with her a bit, no sex. Charles could get jealous.
So I was a whore for a while. I loved it. Made a change from the norm and being laddish with my mates. I think it helped with women as I became more sensitive. As I got to know them I told them. A few were not alright with it but many were ok. Lesbianism became more acceptable so I had a few who swung both ways. Especially Virginie from France, but that's another story,! |
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As Charles is proving popular...
I managed quite a few overnights with him when his bf went on golf trips. Usually this involved me sucking him off. Then him sucking me off. Anal twice on me. He'd shower then we'd both kiss then sleep. He cuddle me. The feel of semen in my bum and between my thighs and his warm cock against my thigh. Mmmm. Plus the taste of cum in mouth. Heaven.
Normally I'd be woken by Charles sucking my morning glory. He'd do that until I came. Then he get on top and snog me. His cock between my thighs. He'd fuck them and then shower me with his spunk. I'd lick it clean. Occasionally he'd keep me there longer. But eventually he'd send me home. I used to love that trip. Spunked up, my ring glowing from fucking. I'd sleep a bit more then shower. Hated washing away his seed but I knew I'd get more next night or next week. |
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"As Charles is proving popular...
I managed quite a few overnights with him when his bf went on golf trips. Usually this involved me sucking him off. Then him sucking me off. Anal twice on me. He'd shower then we'd both kiss then sleep. He cuddle me. The feel of semen in my bum and between my thighs and his warm cock against my thigh. Mmmm. Plus the taste of cum in mouth. Heaven.
Normally I'd be woken by Charles sucking my morning glory. He'd do that until I came. Then he get on top and snog me. His cock between my thighs. He'd fuck them and then shower me with his spunk. I'd lick it clean. Occasionally he'd keep me there longer. But eventually he'd send me home. I used to love that trip. Spunked up, my ring glowing from fucking. I'd sleep a bit more then shower. Hated washing away his seed but I knew I'd get more next night or next week."
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I displeased Charles by falling for a girl who was older than me. Lynne was late 20s and worked in a factory. She must rank as the most sexiest woman I've met. She loved younger lads and went on to a sex and the city sort of life. You know tonight it's black cock I want, or anal etc. She once picked a black lad up at the pool. Sixteen but very fit. I remember leaving work early on a Friday. Went to hers and she was in bed with him, milking his cock with her luscious lips.
Charles at this time, hated the thought of her and me. I was summoned to his house where he got very bad tempered. He slapped my face. Then stripped my shirt off. Of course he buggered me. But your cock doesn't lie to you. Hard as a rock he knew the pleasure I felt.
So began the Dom meets. He bought himself leather briefs, studded collar, a black strap-on , and a paddle.
Each meet for months, he'd call me round. Dressed in his outfit his big cock showed nicely. In the bedroom he had a chaise lounge. He handcuffed me to it. Spanked and rodgered with the dildo he'd then wank in front of me but denied me his sperm. This was drained into a goblet and spilled down my crack. Only a drop or two on it. The rest onto a cum stained green velvety cushion he had under me. On subsequent visits he'd make me sniff it, knowing the hurt I felt denied it. Meanwhile, he'd turn me over and wank my cock with a leather glove. The sperm was emptied into the goblet which he would then drink. He'd keep me there until I was completely exhausted. The bastard knew I then had nothing to share with Lynne.
After a miserable failure with her she disappeared from my life and went on to a succession of West Indian men.
Charles had me back and we had sex almost daily for a couple of weeks. Eventually it lessened as he met another boy. I was quite upset but as mentioned still saw him from time to time. He pushes me away at times but knows I'll always return. |
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"I displeased Charles by falling for a girl who was older than me. Lynne was late 20s and worked in a factory. She must rank as the most sexiest woman I've met. She loved younger lads and went on to a sex and the city sort of life. You know tonight it's black cock I want, or anal etc. She once picked a black lad up at the pool. Sixteen but very fit. I remember leaving work early on a Friday. Went to hers and she was in bed with him, milking his cock with her luscious lips.
Charles at this time, hated the thought of her and me. I was summoned to his house where he got very bad tempered. He slapped my face. Then stripped my shirt off. Of course he buggered me. But your cock doesn't lie to you. Hard as a rock he knew the pleasure I felt.
So began the Dom meets. He bought himself leather briefs, studded collar, a black strap-on , and a paddle.
Each meet for months, he'd call me round. Dressed in his outfit his big cock showed nicely. In the bedroom he had a chaise lounge. He handcuffed me to it. Spanked and rodgered with the dildo he'd then wank in front of me but denied me his sperm. This was drained into a goblet and spilled down my crack. Only a drop or two on it. The rest onto a cum stained green velvety cushion he had under me. On subsequent visits he'd make me sniff it, knowing the hurt I felt denied it. Meanwhile, he'd turn me over and wank my cock with a leather glove. The sperm was emptied into the goblet which he would then drink. He'd keep me there until I was completely exhausted. The bastard knew I then had nothing to share with Lynne.
After a miserable failure with her she disappeared from my life and went on to a succession of West Indian men.
Charles had me back and we had sex almost daily for a couple of weeks. Eventually it lessened as he met another boy. I was quite upset but as mentioned still saw him from time to time. He pushes me away at times but knows I'll always return."
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The inflatable was fun. One spring night it was stormy but Charles wanted it outside. It was warm and about 9pm. Dark. He wore a mac and I just in a g-string. He held my hand down the garden path and into the trees. It was on the far side overlooking some fields and distant woods. You could see some lights from cottage windows.
We kissed and Charles removed his mac. Light drizzle didn't deter us. His erection was always a pleasure to see and feel. He pulled my g-string off. My cock stood stiff as always. He embraced me and we snogged. Then he lay me on the wet canvas. It was slippery. He devoured my cock. I didn't cum and he pulled me around facing his swollen cock. I sucked it eagerly. I can remember tasting a large blob of precum and swallowed ut. He held my head and thrust his cock. He groaned loudly as a flood of juicy sperm went down my throat. He shuddered and I gripped his large buttocks.
I don't fancy many guys but there was always something animalistic about him. Almost like a gorilla. He made me feel like his captive princess. I never figured it out but I loved every bit of it.
I slurped every his sperm. I held it in my mouth and knelt on the canvas in front of him. We kissed and snowballed the cum. He lay beside me and we kissed for sometime.
Charles eventually sucked me off. By this time he was horny and his wet sticky cock reared for more .I had to get to, sucking and sucking it stiff. He had some lube and flipped me over parting my cheeks. With one finger he put plenty in. Then spat on my hole for extra lubrication. He slapped my arse hard and licked and bit it reaching under and tugging my semi hard cock.
On the canvas he had laid a blow up cushion which he put under me to raise my bum. Then he walked round and secured by hands in cuffs that were tied by cord to the far end. From his coat pocket he took a silk scarf with which he gagged me. This was new.
He placed his hard cock into my hole. Then like a gymnast doing pull ups he gripped the overhead bar. The cock slid further in. Then monkey like he gently swung to and fro pounding my ass. It rained slightly more heavily. He lasted some time and just as I was to think I couldn't take more, his cock jerked flooding me with a huge amount of jizz. Charles let out a huge cry. Animalistic as I said.
I lay like a lamb on the altar of a Greek god. I raised my head to the left and in the darkness the other side of the fence was a guy watching.
He climbed over. I didn't recognize him but it was a friend of Charles specially invited to watch. He hadn't told me but I had once agreed to please any friend of his choice. This man was a farm helper who they got meat from. Much older in his 5Os with cropped hair and stocky. Not gay apparently but just in need of sex. He had an interest in youths and was known in the local cottaging circle. He dropped his trousers. They both rolled me into my back. Then the guy wanked over my face. He pulled the scarf down to empty his load into my mouth.
I loved it and on a few occasions later joined the man in bed in his seedy little cottage .
I was hard again and Charles slowly wanked me. He didn't swallow but left me with a spunky cock. Untied, I spent a little time with him then left for home. Happy.
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At that time I used to swim a lot plus use the leisure centre sauna etc . Charles knew that and loved my toned smooth body. In fact he ran his tongue over it a plenty.
One day I visited a place called the Roman Baths. I was no longer an innocent but I never knew it was a gay sauna! I didn't know they existed. I got touched up but didn't do anything.
Charles told me that another club had been reopened called Caesar's. It wasn't openly a gay sauna but was run by two partners he knew
I gave it a go and was signed in by a woman receptionist. They had a very annoying little dog I remember. One that might nip your toes as you went by in your towel.
Anyhow as I relaxed in the lounge area I saw a pile of muscle mags. I glanced through one or two. The owners bf was a a guy about 21 called Danny. He was hoovering. As he came past me he asked if I was ok. I said yes but a little achey.
"We can do massage " he replied.
I thought of the receptionist who was quite nice looking and in her forties. Real downtown type as we said in our city!
"25 pounds for full body with Christine" he said in his very camp voice . "I'm a bit short of that" I replied although my cock told me I could have done with her attention. Having switched off his hoover Danny said "Or if you wait a while I can do it for less".
"Hmm ok" I replied hesitantly.
Danny was a pretty young man. Like me curly hair, blue eyes and quite feminine. He was obviously gay but despite Charles and friends I didn't really consider myself a gay boy. But I must admit I was needing something and didn't want to pay. £25 was a lot back then!
So, about 15 mins later I was following Danny upstairs to an attic room. The sauna was first floor above a shop in an old building. It had multiple small rooms and some rooms above.
In the his room I lay in the massage table. I covered myself with the towel as I was rather shy. Danny wasn't. "Dressed or undressed" he asked. "Naked" I demanded. He stripped revealing a very nice slim smooth body. Immediately he placed his hand under my towel. My cock hardened as I could see his did too.
What followed was over an hour of masturbation and cock sucking. No charge was applied.
I saw Danny on a few other separated occasions at his flat. We both used to wear make up and Danny dressed a bit, quite convincing too. I fucked him once with a condom.
One day their club caught fire and closed down and he and his bf went to Bali. But I think Danny was definitely my type of girl. |
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Charles had a sort of gay karma sutra and we worked through all the positions. From behind, on my back, on top etc
For a young lad I accommodated his eight inch cock just nicely.
Doggy style suited me ok though and he had a nice big soft bed.
On summer days and nights the sun would shine in or the breeze blew in and his grunting drifted across the garden outside.
But the other houses were far enough away that we were not heard. Or maybe we were, who knows?
He videod us a few times and sometimes he'd play back an episode as we had sex again .
Often the session would go on and I'd have to scarper quick before the bf came home.
One evening when the bf was on nights and I was being fucked the doorbell rang. Outside was a very pretty lad called Adrian. Charles let him in. He was there as Charles was doing some photography with him and he came to borrow a lens. He hadn't been seduced yet but he was being worked on. I listened as I lay on the bed my ass dripping with cum but wanting more.
As the conversation dragged on I leafed through one of Charles erotic art books. All bums and big willies. At this point they came into the room. I later found out this lad was told I was a model for art purposes. But anyone with an eye would have seen the cream pie between my cheeks!
Adrian seemed to be ok. He wasn't tall but was a bit mixed race with fair curly hair and green eyes.
He started taking some snaps. I posed accordingly. Only when I turned over he saw my cock.
"I thought you were a girl" he said puzzled. "Er no" I replied with a grin on my face.
"Want it?" asked Charles to him . He didn't reply except unzip his fly. His thick brown cock he shoved in my mouth.
Mmm nice juicy load. He stripped and hung around for a bit giving me two extra loads , another to swallow and another in my already sodden crack.
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"Charles had a sort of gay karma sutra and we worked through all the positions. From behind, on my back, on top etc
For a young lad I accommodated his eight inch cock just nicely.
Doggy style suited me ok though and he had a nice big soft bed.
On summer days and nights the sun would shine in or the breeze blew in and his grunting drifted across the garden outside.
But the other houses were far enough away that we were not heard. Or maybe we were, who knows?
He videod us a few times and sometimes he'd play back an episode as we had sex again .
Often the session would go on and I'd have to scarper quick before the bf came home.
One evening when the bf was on nights and I was being fucked the doorbell rang. Outside was a very pretty lad called Adrian. Charles let him in. He was there as Charles was doing some photography with him and he came to borrow a lens. He hadn't been seduced yet but he was being worked on. I listened as I lay on the bed my ass dripping with cum but wanting more.
As the conversation dragged on I leafed through one of Charles erotic art books. All bums and big willies. At this point they came into the room. I later found out this lad was told I was a model for art purposes. But anyone with an eye would have seen the cream pie between my cheeks!
Adrian seemed to be ok. He wasn't tall but was a bit mixed race with fair curly hair and green eyes.
He started taking some snaps. I posed accordingly. Only when I turned over he saw my cock.
"I thought you were a girl" he said puzzled. "Er no" I replied with a grin on my face.
"Want it?" asked Charles to him . He didn't reply except unzip his fly. His thick brown cock he shoved in my mouth.
Mmm nice juicy load. He stripped and hung around for a bit giving me two extra loads , another to swallow and another in my already sodden crack.
I never saw him again though. Shame."
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On another visit to Bournemouth with Charles we stayed in a holiday rental flat. It was near the Triangle which is the gay part of the city.
During this visit I left a card in a newsagents. I decide to become a rent boy.
Charles agreed to this as long as I was careful. So began ten days of exciting sex. I didn't allow anyone in I wasn't sure of but the phone in the flat rang throughout our stay.
I generally said yes to older large men. I always asked them to say a bit about themselves. One business man called Norman visited me three times that week. He was quite big with a seven inch cock and a beard. As he was married he did me bare and each session lasted two hours. I made him very happy. I would stand in the window overlooking the beach whilst Norman sucked me and I sucked him.
He fucked me good whilst wearing stockings himself.
Also Ram, a local black stud used me that week. He threw me across his shoulders and carried me out in the balcony where he fucked me on a fold up lounger. It creaked so much the neighbour complained. But Ram continued until his seed was deposited in me.
I did a few virgin lads and at least three lorry drivers.
In the local bars at night I felt a wonderful slut on the arm of Charles. People thought he'd gone straight with a girlfriend!
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From Bournemouth we went to Studland for naturist fun. It's notorious for the action in the sand dunes.
We had a little bit of fun there but a guy told us of a private house nearby overlooking the sea .
A woman ran it a a naturist club and she was sympathetic to the gay community. We tried it out and it was nice. Two acres of lawn and a small woods. She allowed people to use her spare room for private meets . It was a nice natured venue and to be honest nothing too sordid seemed to happen much. But one day Charles allowed two gentlemen to use his girl on the far side of the lawn . The owner even brought us drinks as these guys fucked me on an inflatable bed. I adopted my usual position with another cushion under me , ass in the air. The lady, in her late 50s, chubby but still pretty made sure I was well protected with suntan lotion. She even added more lube to my already spunky ass to accommodate the larger of the two men. She took me to bed later herself and sucked me off.
She wanted sex too and as a young boy I mounted this mature woman.
I filled her with cum I remember and it was good. I had to keep her happy as she was good to all of us. Next day, her friend was there for me. Slender and around 55 she needed her pussy filled too. She asked a horrified Charles but he was way to gay to oblige.
So at that age I was pleasing older women as well as older men. I felt I was providing a service for people as well as getting good sex myself.
The second woman kept me on her for a long time as well as using the owners black strap on in me. Lesbian too she slept with the owner and was very sexual for someone posh and in the locall WI!
Before we left I was told to please them both. Lots of spanking and what is known now as femdom.
They called me sissy and beat my ass for using it for gaymen. But they still rodgered it with the strap on and sat on my face aplenty.
After that break I felt well used. Abused even, but I had a better summer break than my mates who were all still virgins. |
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Of course I was Charles bitch basically. He was kind, but could be selfish and dominant. It worked. The weekly meets became frequent. Overnights too and those trips away. I never felt less than excited about receiving his cock in my tight hole. And those spurts too. Mmmmm.
When he cum he'd push harder, sweat, quiver and groan. He had the buttocks of an ape which I loved. I'd grip them when I sucked him off. He once fucked me on a bed of rose petals plus there were a few champagne evenings in the bath.
One day he milked his bf and saved it for me in the fridge to slurp next day. Not as tasty as his but nice with a little soda.
So I am a cum slut and have sucked off many cocks. I love licking pussy and have also licked a few cum soaked slits.
Something about oral sex that I find so divine.
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Charles and I were going strong and at this time another lad on the paper deliveries was on holiday. I was asked to cover which meant more money.
I wasn't too keen as my bum was a little sore and extra time on the bike didn't seem too appealing. But I changed saddles for a softer ride . Also the round wasn't too bad with lots of terrace housing and front gardens where I could nip over the wall saving time.
During one such hurdle I stumbled grazing my knee. The papers flew everywhere as well.
The owner saw me grabbing the papers and came out and noticed my bleeding wound.
"Oh you'd better dress that, come in" he said kindly. I went in with him after we grabbed the last of the papers.
I sat on his kitchen table whilst he got his first aid kit.
He was 50s, well spoken and well groomed. Of course my legs except the graze were smooth, tanned and shaven and I was wearing the tightest of silky shorts and t-shirt. "Do you race your cycle" he asked. "No" I replied.
"I just wondered why you have such smooth legs" he said slowly.
They were lovely and of course it was a time when I amplified my feminine side.
He finished my wound and I jumped down from the table landing close to him. I turned and he grabbed my bum. I was sleeping with a few guys by now but I was still a little taken aback. I moved towards his front door then stopped, turned and said thanks.
"Would you like to say thank-you some other way?" he asked me.
So as you can guess I went back to his after finishing my round and we ended in bed. Despite my soreness I didn't deny him the pleasure of fucking my lovely bum. He wasn't big though but was a heavy cummer.
He was separated and was living alone. I didn't tell Charles but went back again just the one more time.
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Cock sucking.
I had tried a bit of my own cum before sucking anyone else's, so I knew that I liked the taste.
With porn mags I was often more drawn to the erect penis's than the bushy fannies of those days.
Charles had a nice 8", erect, hard, purple helmet. For a chubby man, he was firm and a little tanned and muscular. He often holidayed in Italy and sunbathed nude when he could.
It was beautiful to suck. Musky to taste with wonderful spurts of creamy jizz. It tasted wonderful.
The Indian friend's cock was also one of my favourites. Dark and wonderfully tasting.
Not all cocks appealed to me that much. Cum also varies in taste.
But for those men I loved I sucked and swallowed every drop they would give.
My first holiday in Thailand, I discovered Ladyboys. I had several out there including three at once one afternoon. They seemed to provide a particularly sweet juice and they took as much of mine as I theirs.
Whilst their I met Chris from Singapore. He didn't dress except wear revealing tight underwear. Smooth and muscular, I loved every minute I spent with him. More male to male. A wonderful kisser who provided exquisite blowjobs.
I couldn't hide him from my two friends who accompanied me and openly slept with him in our shared beach shack. I felt no shame despite my friends somewhat snide comments. They openly fucked Thai girls though as did I at times. Being bi wasn't as open then as today.
On another holiday in Tunisia some local boys invited us for a massage. My mates declined but I went along. One of the two guys was very nice looking. I paired with him rather than the other one. It was a nice few hours of bathing, kissing wanking and sucking. I didn't fuck but sucked off a couple of older muscle studs.
A nice place that I never revisited though.
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Another guy Charles introduced me to was a South African white boy who called himself Juicy. He dressed girly for sex and the only giveaway to his masculinity was his SA accent.
But even as a lad he was smooth and toned and had the best male body that I have ever seen. I don't usually like muscley guys and prefer chubby but this lads body was divine.
His cock was a healthy 7" and he shot hot spurts of milky spunk.
Needless to say I became a regular sucker of his meat.
Being quite feminine sexually he preferred to not cum and just get fucked but I'd overpower him and suck him off. He was about 18 months older than me and was at college studying languages. He loved it all the same.
I'd lick him and kiss him usually with him in stockings. He was gorgeous. Once Charles defrosted cubes of frozen jizz on his belly.
We'd move it round with the tip of our tongues. A few more would be defrosted in his crack and then he'd be fucked.
We simply feasted on this gorgeous femboy.
A met him a few times outdoors on an industrial estate at night kissing and sucking in the shadows. Outside one warehouse we were spotted on security camera. The lonely old guard came out and told us to join him. We both sucked his meat to keep him quiet.
Next night the same happened and his chubby mate was there. We both got shafted over the desk. We femmed it up begging for their dirty old stuff rods and boy did we get it. We both left with jizz running down between our thighs.
For a short while we rented ourselves out among similar older men. Great sex, a bit of spare money and we both perfected our girly sexuality. Juicy was the star but I was her just as sexy friend. A boss at one unit heard of us and entertained us both on his boat along the Hamble. He'd moor it alone and we'd go along the pontoon in heels and enjoy a lavish cabin fuck. Champagne and cum. We spoilt him.
Juicy took a year off travelling and settled in LA.
I stayed local satisfying older gentlemen and a few local girls. |
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