Ken and me.
This is a fictional account of what happened after my blogs of four years ago entitled An Early Experience and More Now.
Please read those before you read this.
This is a story involving homosexual acts and mild BDSM. It you don't like, don't read!!
As I was leaving that Friday night I turned to Ken and whispered,
"Do you think we could do that again sometime. Except when we're not as pissed as we were tonight?"
"I don't see why not", he replied. "But next time I want you to wear your school uniform."
The next Friday night in the pub couldn't come soon enough! And yet there we were. Drinking our first pints when Ken came in.
"Sorry, guys, can't stop tonight, but I've put a pint behind the bar for all of you".
With that he left. I felt butterflies in my tummy as I hurried to drink my pint. I couldn't leave too soon without suspicion, so when the next round came round I bought everyone else one and made my excuses.
"Sorry, but I'm staying round my sister's house tonight. Hence the bag, I'm babysitting and she won't be home till late. I'm staying the night".
As Ken opened his front door I shot past him and ran upstairs. "Sorry, sir(the first time I'd used the word but it just seemed correct somehow)I've got to visit the bathroom".
As quickly as I could I stripped off my polo neck jumper and jeans and boxers. In their place I put on a clean white shirt, complete with blue striped tie and tight white underpants and my grey school trousers.
I went into his lounge where we'd been the week before and was astonished to see Ken dressed in his old Scoutmaster's uniform! The shirt with the lapels and button down pockets and, my goodness, he was wearing shorts!
"So, young man, you've been sent to me for some punishment I believe".
"Yes, sir, I've been a naughty boy. You see I was caught in the toilets at school and a teacher found me with another lad. We were only comparing our dicks and I was just pulling back my foreskin to show him what an uncut one looked like and BANG, the teacher was there and it seemed to him that I was wanking".
"Stop there, boy, I know all about it. Mr Rutherford phoned me and told me that he can't spank you and that I should".
Suddenly I was over his knee, my trousers were down and my bottom was raised. When the first smack hit my underpants, I thought, "Well, that's not too bad". However, after 2 minutes of quite light slaps I began to enjoy it as the warmth from my bum started to creep round to the front and something began to stir.
Then my underpants were being removed.
"Good", said Ken. "That's starting to look pink. I think we'll turn it red next". He stroked my cheeks and fondled them, even pulling them apart to reveal my pouting anus. At that point I knew how the evening was going to end.
But first there was some more spanking to come. The spanks were much harder this time but only lasted 30 seconds.
Ken knew my fantasies so what came next was no surprise.
"Pull your pants and trousers up and bend over the settee. It's the slipper for you, young man. 6 on each cheek".
I did as I was told but had difficulty getting my cock to go down enough to fit. In the end I settled for letting it stand against my tummy.
The 12 thwacks didn't hurt that much but reminded me of school where I had received it before.
"Stand up and remove all your clothes now. It's time for the final part. Yes, it's 6 of the best from the cane!".
I was now stark naked with all 6 inches of cock in front of me. I turned round and...there was Ken, with all his clothes off as well. His body was quite hairy, he had a beer drinker's belly under which was a little dick. Ken saw me looking at it and said, "Don't worry, I'm a grower not a shower. When you have sucked it, you'll see how thick it gets".
I knew what to do next. I bent over and grabbed my calves. I heard the cane swish through the air and...SWOOSH, the cane landed right in the middle of my bum, directly over my anus.
SWOOSH, the 2nd was slightly higher and SWOOSH, the 3rd lower. The 4th and 5th covered the first three and the 6th, oh, the 6th! It landed directly on the line between buttock and thigh.
Suddenly, the roleplay was over as Ken came over to me and whispered, "That was fun for both of us but the real fun starts now".
With that, he held the back of my head and we kissed like old lovers. Tongues and spit were exchanged and, this time as I looked down, sure enough, Ken's old cock was growing. I knew, again, what I had to do next. After all, he had given me the same last week.
With one hand I cupped his hairy, dangling balls and with the other lifted his cock into my mouth.
He was cut so his glans was the first thing I tasted. It tasted a little soapy but there was an undercurrent of musky man. I took him further into my mouth and began to stroke him at the same time. It didn't take long before he was as big as he could get. About 4.5 inches but very thick!
"Now you. It's your turn for a good sucking. Lie on the settee with your legs apart and let me see the b**st".
As soon as he put my dick in his mouth, I thought I was going to explode. He took it out and started to pull my foreskin back and lick all around the rim. Then the serious wanking started. Up and down, faster and faster. The inevitable happened, The first spurt went on Ken's nose and the rest in his mouth. He swallowed and milked and swallowed again.
I thought it was all over but Ken hadn't cum yet. I knew what was required. He wanted my anal virginity!
Unfortunately, his dick had shrunk and he said, "Shit, that keeps happening. I must be getting old. We'll just have to try again next time. Will next Friday be OK with you?"
Anyone for more?
Xxx.
Please read those before you read this.
This is a story involving homosexual acts and mild BDSM. It you don't like, don't read!!
As I was leaving that Friday night I turned to Ken and whispered,
"Do you think we could do that again sometime. Except when we're not as pissed as we were tonight?"
"I don't see why not", he replied. "But next time I want you to wear your school uniform."
The next Friday night in the pub couldn't come soon enough! And yet there we were. Drinking our first pints when Ken came in.
"Sorry, guys, can't stop tonight, but I've put a pint behind the bar for all of you".
With that he left. I felt butterflies in my tummy as I hurried to drink my pint. I couldn't leave too soon without suspicion, so when the next round came round I bought everyone else one and made my excuses.
"Sorry, but I'm staying round my sister's house tonight. Hence the bag, I'm babysitting and she won't be home till late. I'm staying the night".
As Ken opened his front door I shot past him and ran upstairs. "Sorry, sir(the first time I'd used the word but it just seemed correct somehow)I've got to visit the bathroom".
As quickly as I could I stripped off my polo neck jumper and jeans and boxers. In their place I put on a clean white shirt, complete with blue striped tie and tight white underpants and my grey school trousers.
I went into his lounge where we'd been the week before and was astonished to see Ken dressed in his old Scoutmaster's uniform! The shirt with the lapels and button down pockets and, my goodness, he was wearing shorts!
"So, young man, you've been sent to me for some punishment I believe".
"Yes, sir, I've been a naughty boy. You see I was caught in the toilets at school and a teacher found me with another lad. We were only comparing our dicks and I was just pulling back my foreskin to show him what an uncut one looked like and BANG, the teacher was there and it seemed to him that I was wanking".
"Stop there, boy, I know all about it. Mr Rutherford phoned me and told me that he can't spank you and that I should".
Suddenly I was over his knee, my trousers were down and my bottom was raised. When the first smack hit my underpants, I thought, "Well, that's not too bad". However, after 2 minutes of quite light slaps I began to enjoy it as the warmth from my bum started to creep round to the front and something began to stir.
Then my underpants were being removed.
"Good", said Ken. "That's starting to look pink. I think we'll turn it red next". He stroked my cheeks and fondled them, even pulling them apart to reveal my pouting anus. At that point I knew how the evening was going to end.
But first there was some more spanking to come. The spanks were much harder this time but only lasted 30 seconds.
Ken knew my fantasies so what came next was no surprise.
"Pull your pants and trousers up and bend over the settee. It's the slipper for you, young man. 6 on each cheek".
I did as I was told but had difficulty getting my cock to go down enough to fit. In the end I settled for letting it stand against my tummy.
The 12 thwacks didn't hurt that much but reminded me of school where I had received it before.
"Stand up and remove all your clothes now. It's time for the final part. Yes, it's 6 of the best from the cane!".
I was now stark naked with all 6 inches of cock in front of me. I turned round and...there was Ken, with all his clothes off as well. His body was quite hairy, he had a beer drinker's belly under which was a little dick. Ken saw me looking at it and said, "Don't worry, I'm a grower not a shower. When you have sucked it, you'll see how thick it gets".
I knew what to do next. I bent over and grabbed my calves. I heard the cane swish through the air and...SWOOSH, the cane landed right in the middle of my bum, directly over my anus.
SWOOSH, the 2nd was slightly higher and SWOOSH, the 3rd lower. The 4th and 5th covered the first three and the 6th, oh, the 6th! It landed directly on the line between buttock and thigh.
Suddenly, the roleplay was over as Ken came over to me and whispered, "That was fun for both of us but the real fun starts now".
With that, he held the back of my head and we kissed like old lovers. Tongues and spit were exchanged and, this time as I looked down, sure enough, Ken's old cock was growing. I knew, again, what I had to do next. After all, he had given me the same last week.
With one hand I cupped his hairy, dangling balls and with the other lifted his cock into my mouth.
He was cut so his glans was the first thing I tasted. It tasted a little soapy but there was an undercurrent of musky man. I took him further into my mouth and began to stroke him at the same time. It didn't take long before he was as big as he could get. About 4.5 inches but very thick!
"Now you. It's your turn for a good sucking. Lie on the settee with your legs apart and let me see the b**st".
As soon as he put my dick in his mouth, I thought I was going to explode. He took it out and started to pull my foreskin back and lick all around the rim. Then the serious wanking started. Up and down, faster and faster. The inevitable happened, The first spurt went on Ken's nose and the rest in his mouth. He swallowed and milked and swallowed again.
I thought it was all over but Ken hadn't cum yet. I knew what was required. He wanted my anal virginity!
Unfortunately, his dick had shrunk and he said, "Shit, that keeps happening. I must be getting old. We'll just have to try again next time. Will next Friday be OK with you?"
Anyone for more?
Xxx.
6 years ago
Xxx.