We all know crowds can be lonely places -- for some - and there I spotted someone who could be missing out. We were a motley crowd mostly foreign students and local school leavers in the late teens to mid twenties, most worked in the nearby bookshop and gathered here of an evening in this Soho Pub. As for me, at 19 I was busy exploring London's delights, here in this Pub I was practising my skills for I had discovered GIRLS, ten years of cloistered boarding school life had educated me extremely well in some ways but left me ignorant of other matters. Sex with girls was now an enjoyable novelty and I was on the prowl. Still, my eyes kept returning to the "outsider", not so much lonely I decided as perhaps slightly uncomfortable? The trouble was, he was one of "those" with that special indefinable "something" and I couldn't keep my eyes off him -- as my penis firmed. Anyway he started up a conversation with a friend of mine so curiosity driven I edged my way through the happy mob. Introductions over I made my quiet assessment, he was young, certainly younger than I although how young was hard to tell -- that clear feminine complexion, light colouring and fair tousled hair made for a rather boyish picture, the lips were rather sensual I noted pouting among slightly rounded cheeks -- lush -- and that unique aura belonging to one in perhaps a thousand boys that says "Take me!" Yet he seemed nervous somehow, why? As I chatted it came to me -- the boy knew he had "it", but probably didn't want the attention it brought, too many unwanted approaches?...
Next evening he was there again, this time I went right over and resumed our chat but careful now not to reveal too keen an interest. He relaxed, slowly I drew out his confidences -- he was actually just turned 18, his Mum had given him a pair of pyjamas for his birthday, and he worked as caretaker in a block of luxury flats where he had his own small apartment, and oh yes, gaining confidence - he'd been having a bit of trouble with queers. Our meetings continued, after about the third I was glad to note that if I was already there he would come over and join me. Occasionally I caught myself wistfully glancing at him in profile, once he caught me doing so but merely blushed and turned his head. Here I had to be careful or friends would catch on and then the jokes would begin for I was spending all my time with him, not that any would actually mind, we were a pretty tollerant lot. God he was radiating that sex appeal, only -- was it something more too? His dress changed too, after some weeks there were no more baggy jeans and crumpled top but now elegant in slacks of some stretch material taht stretched so tight across those buttocks, and God those legs were long! Anyway it couldn't go on the way it was, I was seriously attracted to this dreamy boy, we couldn't just keep meeting in the Pub (we'd been doing this for a couple of months now) so at my suggestion we went to see a movie, his face lit up at the suggestion and it was all I could do not to take his hand as we left. This was no good either because all the time I sat there I was very conscious of him beside me, only a few inches away and the expression "so near yet so far" was a tormenting refrain. It was dark of course when we came out and decided to walk in the warm Autumn evening, without a word we headed down on to the empty embankment there to saunter beside the river. Our hands touched -- and he didn't pull away,instead with fingers cautiously entwined on we walked until in a patch of shadow beneath a statue I paused and pulled him to me, our lips met, he was incredibly clumsy and nervous! In that flash of understanding I did as instinct prompted, holding him tight I stood gently stroking his back and as he began to relax, placing a finger beneath his chin, I slowly raised his head and looking into those lovely glowing eyes brushed his lips with mine. Then I felt arms round my waist as my new lover gave himself over to his feelings, this was what he had longed for I knew and we had the long night ahead of us. Helplessly, weak with longing I loved him as he stood there, now he'd learned what tongues were for, slowly he was awakening, now I nuzzled his neck while with chin upraised he savoured the attention.
"Oh God, you are beautiful, I've wanted this for so long" I murmured before tonguing his ear
He gave a little shiver before:
"I knew I was like this but...I was so scared and ashamed, and always I had those dreadful men panting after me and trying to feel me up but this...its lovely, just keep kissing me -- please, so I know you like me!...and after....you can...do anything you want to me -- I mean that!"
This being said I carefully placed my hands on either side of his head and deliberately this time, again kissed him long and lingeringly, then wrapped arms more tightly around my darling. So there we stood awhile oblivious to the World until sated to some degree we stood apart wonderingly. Eyes lowered he remained there until suddenly grasping my hand he pulled me along
"This way, it isn't far now...!"
So, all along the lovely minx had been heading me in the direction he intended, so what next?
Here we were, one of those huge old Georgian Mansions, now subdivided into those luxury apartments -- never flats! Around the side we went until producing a key, in we went to an obvious service area with lift at the end. Following my new lover up we went -- top floor was indicated, long carpeted passage and discreet door inset near the lift exit. Another key and warmth greeted us, light switched on and there he was, nervously standing on a thick pile carpet in what appeared to be an extremely well appointed little niche. Carefully I closed the door and just as carefully took him in my arms, this time I could see his wonderful features clearly, flushed cheeks, sparkling eyes and parted lips all told me what I'd hoped for, up came his arms around my neck and again we kissed -- now more sure of himself his tongue darted out to gently twine with mine. Closing my eyes I nuzzled his shoulder
"I never thought to be here with you like this" I confessed "I'd hoped of course but didn't want to scare you off by doing anything silly, I've wanted to be with you for so long"
Nuzzling a cheek I encountered dampness -- little sobs shook my darling but he was smiling at least so it couldn't be all bad! We were both so obviously happy just to hold each other! Hormones of course were on the rise, they had been stirring for a while because of course I'd noticed his pleasant hardness pressing upon my thigh, it was only now that we began to take notice of each other's needs...and they were becoming urgent.
My lover was new to this so stepping back but still holding his hands I let my approving gaze linger over his adorable body as he stood there blushing, then kneeling before my beauty I carefully buried my face between the warmth of his thighs in mute homage. Yes he was definitely aroused and I nuzzled that erection through his trousers until
"Oh yes, just show me what to do, please, let's just do whatever it is, please" came his hoarse murmur
I had a thought, an ice breaker for him as it were
"I know, how about showing me those new pyjamas of yours?"
For a moment incredulous those big grey eyes stared until the penny swiftly dropped and he gave a little pout and giggled, my darling was now a wanton!
"Wait here" he mouthed and then turned away, I'll swear his buttocks swayed as he left the room, sure enough pausing in the door way he looked back, grinned and blew a kiss! I was beginning to get VERY excited! About five minutes passed, a rustle in the door way and there! Magnificent in cherry red silk my golden haired beauty posed, pyjama top unbuttoned on he came lasciviously swinging hips, eyes levelled and dead serious, lips bared over perfect teeth, on he came -- to me! In such a situation I would normally stay seated the better to savour the object of my desire for that way your hands can roam wherever they please whether to fondle buttocks, penis or simply caress a thigh but this was different. Rising speechless as he paused before me I could only hold out my arms, softly he subsided into them to look up smiling, numbly I bent my head to reach those delicious lips while now at last my hands reached between those silky folds. Oh the indescribable feel of your darling's erect penis, the long warmth of the shaft as you caress its length, the silky roundness as your fingers fondle with the tip to softly descend in another caressing curve, only boys can impart such sensuality! No girl's body could ever arouse me as much as a naked boy offering himself and now I blissfully worked upon that smooth shaft. Cooing with pleasure as I fondled his tip my lover asserted his way and reached for my zip, panting I withdrew to divest clothes there upon his carpet until again I worshiped his penis with my fingers. Expertly, I manipulated him, quick learner that he was I soon felt fingers on me mimicking those movements, his murmured endearments became broken and hoarse voiced with arousal until leading me half dazed we entered his bedroom, there upon a comfortable double we collapsed, fingers still stroking, fondling. Now it was I who broke away for so far I'd not been able to fully savour my stunning conquest and reaching for his waist band began to ease the garment down over those lovely smooth thighs, there my treasure lay displayed for me letting my eager eyes roam over him until my hands took over the exploration, soon I had him panting, we were by now both in a painful state so at my whispered suggestion we lay face to face softly masturbating one another at a liesurely pace. There was something intensely erotic doing this with such a sexy boy while looking him in the face, softly smiling and pouting little kisses at him...as his eyes closed and breath came faster between those gleaming teeth he began to shudder the end was near, his slim hand was doing fine work on me too so the sight of him coming tipped me right over the edge. After, breath returning to normal my first act was to reach out and cuddle him to me, there was a little spell of pillow talk and then
"Do you really like me?"
I reflected a bit before quietly saying
"I don't think `like' is a strong enough word.."
"Do you really mean that?" as he snuggled closer
"Put it this way, all these weeks we've been seeing each other every day and I go home still thinking about you and just praying you'll be there tomorrow again"
He thought about this then
"Promise you won't be angry?
I nodded smiled and said
"Sweety, I promise"
"Well, I've had this thing about queers (he blushed) because I suppose I've known that I was one you see but when I saw you, I just felt all happy about the way I was and then, after the movie, I just knew I had to bring you here -- so you could do whatever it was you wanted with me and you would like me more...there!"
"Darling, what I did with you on the embankment would have easily been enough, God knows you make me randy, even looking at you, but sometimes like now it's different, I feel so happy just to cuddle you, you're very special!"
Then, a pause and another reluctant
"There's more, see that drawer there? If you open it you'll see what I mean, I planned something else too -- so long as you don't mind?"
And now he became decidedly nervous as curiosity fully aroused I opened the drawer, and gasped. Inside was a jar of what looked like a very expensive penile lubricant, not the usual chemist's stock, oh no, and beside it in three ascending sizes, an array of ivory dildos!
Timidly came
"I thought that, when, if, you decided you liked me enough....and came home....you would want to do -- those things to me that -- all those men have been after every time I go out, so I've practised and if you want to have me I'm ready ..... but only if you want to. I've wanted you for ages...and it's been so lonely...every time I did it to myself with one of those it was you I thought of...and then I enjoyed it!
Pleading eyes, quivering lip he looked at me adoringly, God how could I have been so lucky? Reverently taking the opened jar I smiled back at him
"I really believe...that right now in this town alone ... there would be literally millions of blokes queuing up on their knees to take what you are offering me?" and I meant it.
Awed, I thought hard, this was no ordinary coupling, here I had a responsibility, the boy was eager, aroused -- and in love, as was I, I realised. Nothing but face to face contact would do I thought, and I would want to kiss him as we did it, oh yes! So kneeling between my lover's parted thighs I began to anoint his entry, almost reverentially I felt up inside the darling boy there to prepare the way enjoying the soft gentle grip of that warm secret place nestled between those glorious full firm buttocks, next my penis, it rose glistening before him as his eyes fixed upon it in fascination
"that will be up inside me soon, oh yes, show me how you do it, please, I know it will go in easily now, I think I've been waiting for this much too long, I want to feel you inside -- do me now, please, do whatever you like with me, God I'm yours, please, please take me...look, if I lift my hips up a bit like this...!
Trembling with my own intense arousal before the beautiful boy's spread thighs I positioned myself, then gently lifting each lovely leg up and to one side (I had to steel myself not to pause and fondle his silky thighs) and leaning forward, years of practice found me sinking gently into the little beauty. He made not a sound except for a slight gasp to be followed soon after by a long happy sigh of contentment. My darling had prepared himself wonderfully well (long after he even showed me the literature he had read in preparation) for I watched my penis enter him without fuss and then edge its way to where it now belonged, he was mine. There I paused while making us both as comfortable as possible, experimentally I leaned forward, yes I could plant a kiss! And there his penis was pressed between us so any movement on my part would serve to caress...and I meant to pleasure this boy thoroughly, so began the delicate dance of love as receptive boy lover bucked and cooed then clasped happy arms around my neck with long graceful legs firmly grasping my waist then to lay back with arms flung wide amid happy gasps as his hips jerked beneath me.
"Oh, Mummy never told me!"
was the cry -- the significance of which only struck me later. Whatever he'd done with those dildos was just right, although entry had been seemingly painless neither was he too loosened, in fact if a perfect fit could be had, this was it, it was a wonderful session we were having when suddenly -- his eyes went very wide and I heard him gasp. Here was one lovely boy who had just come unexpectedly through the actions of his lover's penis -- I had of course been masturbating him internally! Reassuringly I smiled -- and kissed him, my boy lover subsided warily then smiled back.
"There may be more of those ahead" I cautioned him
"This is even better than I expected, I wish I'd known...but if I HAD known, I wouldn't have been able to wait would I? Oh yes, do it like that, just to the side a few times and I like it when you nearly pull out (only please don't leave me empty) then go all the way up again, please, put it up as far as you can and....just let it rest there for a bit -- I feel so close to you like this...you DO like doing this to me don't you? Do, do you find me attractive, honestly? How am I -- compared to those other boys I mean, will you still want to have me after tonight, no its alright I didn't mean that, oh this is lovely, thanks so much for being patient instead of just trying to grab me and do me...I feel so -- WANTED when I'm with you!" Then "Fuck me, fuck me, oh fuck me, I never thought I'd be saying this but THERE, yes fuck me, I love it, fuck me!"
The sight of that ecstatic face with flushed cheeks and glowing eyes would have been reward enough in itself were it not for the sensational feel of this boy as I busily pleasured him, and I told him so. Again his hips bucked beneath me as steadily we shared the pleasures that only a penis within a luscious boy's anus can give, to me having a boy such as this pant beneath me was the essence of sexuality to be savoured and prolonged so, now and again I would pause, heaving chests pressed together before resuming the pace between his exquisite buttocks, again he shuddered and gasped and again I felt the warm wetness on my stomach -- as I smiled fondly into those wondering eyes, a third time he came, and adoringly he gazed back. Now I could feel the inevitable, the boy was so lovely so exciting and such a perfect fit, the shudder began within me and sensing his triumph my darling sang out
"Oh yes, do it do it in me please, I want it all, all of it inside, oh darling, I love you! Oh God, I'm coming again, I want your stuff, please finish in me, oh please please...look what I'm doing to you, I've managed to do that, I did it...OH, you DO love me!"
And then it came, God knows how I never passed out and perhaps I did because I don't remember much until there was the face above me with lips brushing my brow and hand stroking my cheek. Wonderingly I took him into my arms
"Hello lover, I think we make a good pair don't we?"
He gave a happy giggle and with that both drifted off to sleep. Awakening next morning there was little opportunity for lovemaking, he seemed slightly apprehensive about something or other, so quickly dressed there we stood again in his lounge
"Tonight?" I asked
"Oh yes please" he pouted then teasingly
"I thought you wouldn't want to now that you've had me..."
There was only one answer to this, stepping forward I took him in my arms, feverishly planted kisses on his lips, cheeks, eyelids while he purred happily, then still holding him and between kisses
"Do you know that my life has changed in the last 12 hours, I'm not sure what I'm going to do until I see you again, I know it's only until tonight but I also know we've been waiting for one another and I'm just so happy I've found you and knowing you feel the same about me! Darling, darling I've loved you since we met!"
There was a cough behind me -- horrified we broke apart and
"Er, hello Mum" was the feeble response
The elegant middle aged lady was sizing me up carefully, slowly I could sense her feathers subside then
"I think we had all better sit down"
Then followed a series of extremely intelligent questions as to what I did for a living, education, etc, etc and then the story emerged. For long she had realised that her little boy was "different", being a woman of the World she also realised there wasn't anything she could do about it. So, harm minimisation became her strategy, first the private tutoring then later the job placement and the apartment (she in fact owned the building). However a complicating factor was the boy's incredible allure and here she had sought to cushion him too -- teaching him to be scrupulously selective in choice of partner. Now it appeared to her troubled eyes that at last, her little boy had met up with a suitable "someone"! So as she finished she nodded to me and wearily announced
"It's alright -- you may now kiss the bride, or whatever seems to be the appropriate expression!"