Chapter 7: Virgin Cum Is Good for You

‘Sitting on his knee, I could feel his bare skin against mine and his cock throbbing which made my cock start to grow. I wondered if it was because of the skin contact I was feeling then, or the holiday memories it was awakening.’

‘He rested his hand over it and that made me go fully hard. ‘That’s good,’ he told me. ‘If you’ve got to do it, you may as well enjoy it. Now, I promised you some choices. You can choose whichever one you want. I’m sure we’ll both enjoy whatever you pick.’

‘If I fire you like I did last time, you can return here a month from today. If instead, you fire me the same way, you don’t need to return for two months. But if we fire each other, you don’t need to return for three months. It’s your choice, let me know when you’ve decided.’

‘He ran his fingers all over the front of my underpants whilst he was waiting. My cock was throbbing like mad which he clearly enjoyed feeling, as it made his throb too. Feeling it against the side of my leg felt quite nice.’

‘I felt a bit odd about the idea of playing with and firing the cock of someone so much older. And my form teacher too. But then I thought his cock in my hand wouldn’t feel much different in my hand than Pauls had, and if it stretched out the time between visits it would be worth it.’

‘Fire each other please.’ I announced. I felt his cock give an extra hard throb. ‘Good choice,’ he told me. ‘Even though I know it wasn’t made with any desire to fire me. Ok, you choose who does what first.’ Whoever’s being fired can lie on the settee and the other one sit by his side.’

‘When you fire me, you have to use both hands, one on my cock and one on my balls, but you’re welcome to feel anywhere you want as well. I expect you to make it a nice fire, naturally.’ ‘If we were going to do both, I didn’t see that it would make any difference to me which way round we went.’

‘I decided I’d do him first to get it over and done with. Then at least I could enjoy it more when he did me, knowing we’d nearly finished. ‘Can I fire you first?’ I asked. ‘That would be nice,’ he said, ‘I can see we are going to get on well.’

‘Stand up.’ he said. We went over to the settee, and he knelt down in front of me. He pulled my underpants down, having to reach inside and unhook my tip from the waistband. After taking them off, he had a quick feel of my cock then stood up.’

‘Do the same to me now.’ he instructed. I knelt in front of him and took hold of the legs of his shorts. I looked up at him to make sure. ‘Go ahead,’ he said, ‘Anything I do to you, you can do to me.’ I started to pull. They didn’t move very far before they too got stuck on his hard tip.’

‘I looked up at him again. ‘You can put your hand inside and unhook it.’ he reassured me, smiling. I slid a hand up one leg of his shorts and pressed the underside of his cock. It felt strange touching it, but exciting as well.’

‘As soon as I’d pulled his shorts an inch down, his tip was showing above his waistband. So, I let go of his cock, took my hand out and pulled them down by the legs. As I did, I watched his cock appearing. It wasn’t as big as Paul’s and it wasn’t as long as mine, but it was much thicker.’

‘As he stepped out of his shorts, his cock was waving about like mad. I could see his balls hanging down in their sac between his legs. They seemed to hang lower than mine and Pauls did. Thinking about it later, I wondered if perhaps it was an age thing.’

‘Mr Clarkson lay down on his back on the settee. His cock stuck up in the air. It made me feel good knowing that mine was longer, although I would have liked his thickness. ‘Sit here.’ he said patting the settee beside him.’

‘Wrap your hand around my cock,’ he ordered. ‘Now take hold of my balls. As you have touched them both now, you don’t need to feel shy with me anymore,’ he told me. ‘So off you go and remember to make it nice.’

‘I started stroking. As I played with his balls, I studied his front. He had a fair bit of flab on him, and I knew from his earlier comments about me that he envied my flat stomach. He had more hairs on his chest than me. But then most people do.’ Adrian added, giving Danny a grin.

‘I kept stroking at a reasonable speed. I wanted it over and done with. But I didn’t want to upset him by doing it too quick either. I occasionally took my hands off his balls and ran my fingers through his hairs and up his groins. If I didn’t know who it was, it would have felt nice.’

‘Actually, if I’m honest, it did feel a little bit nice. He had his eyes closed and was making happy noises, so I felt sure I was doing it as he wanted. Soon he called out, ‘I’m getting near,’ so I speeded up a bit. Then less than a minute later he cried out, ‘Any moment now.’

‘I went faster still and watched his cock shoot out four small jets of cum. He screamed out in delight as his jets of cum went not very far up in the air, then crashed down on his stomach. Clearly there wasn’t a lot of ejecting power in him.’

‘I kept stroking whilst he shot, then as soon as the last drop left his tip I slowed down to a stop. I kept it in my hand as it shrank and watched it. Apart from it being thicker than mine, when soft it looked quite tiny. I mopped his chest with the tissues he had put handy.’

‘He showed no sign of moving and still had his eyes closed. So, I went to the kitchen and got a cloth and towel. As I cleaned his chest, he opened his eyes to watch me. ‘You did well,’ he told me, ‘That was really nice.’ As I put the towel down, my eyes fell on his cock.’

‘It lay limp on his hairs where I’d put it down. Without thinking I lifted it up, slid his foreskin back and dabbed his tip with the wet cloth. Mr Clarkson called out, ‘Oh that felt nice, thank you.’ Then as I put his cock back down, he asked, ‘What made you do that?’

‘I just noticed a tiny spot of cum oozing out from your foreskin,’ I told him, ‘So I just decided to wipe it off.’ He gave me a smile and stood up. ‘You lie down now,’ he said. ‘He sat at my side and took hold of my cock.’ As he stroked it, he played with my balls too.’

‘He was very gentle, and it felt lovely. It wasn’t long before I was calling out, ‘I’m getting near.’ He went faster and soon after I shouted out, ‘I’m coming now.’ I shot four good blasts of cum as I let out a long cry of delight. After I’d shrunk, he just sat there playing with my limp cock.’

‘I was spent, so quite content to let him, plus it felt nice. ‘You’ve got a lovely body.’ he said as he cleaned me up then ran one hand over my stomach and chest. ‘You shoot a good load of cum too,’ he said sounding wistful. ‘I suppose we had better move.’ he told me. He stood up and we got dressed.’

‘Come over here for a moment.’ he said sitting in the armchair. I sat on his knee, and he held me close. ‘That was nice,’ he said. ‘You’ve earned your break. I’ll see you here in three months.’ When we stood up, he took me in his arms. Before I realised what he was going to do he was kissing me on the lips.’

‘I responded without thinking, then tried to back away. He let me go. The kiss had seemed quite nice, but being from someone who to me was so old, it seemed weird. When I thought about it later, I decided it was no weirder than us firing each other.’

‘How did you feel as you walked home?’ Danny asked. ‘I was still unhappy about it all,’ Adrian told him, ‘But it had been quite enjoyable, so I thought to myself, ‘I may as well just enjoy it.’ Especially as there seemed nothing else I could do.’