Chapter 3: Just Somewhere to Live

My heart dropped, I felt sure he was going to say he didn’t want to do that anymore. ‘Yes,’ I said, ‘But only if you want to.’ ‘Oh yes,’ he said, ‘I dreamt about that last night too.’ My heart lifted and we agreed to do it that evening.’

‘What position would you like?’ I asked. ‘The same as last time, or you kneeling, and me behind you? Or you could sit astride me and jump up and down yourself.’ ‘Could we do it in the same position as last time but on the bed?’ he asked.’

‘Yes, of course.’ I told him feeling so happy. We lay in each other’s arms for a while, then got up. We went out for a walk, then had a Sunday lunch out in town. We didn’t get back to the flat until nearly four o’clock. ‘That would be a nice place to take Alison for a Sunday lunch one day.’ I suggested to him.’

‘That evening when we went to bed, we stripped off and took the duvet off. Gordon seemed just as excited as usual. ‘Tell me what to do.’ he said. ‘Lie in the middle of the bed and draw your knees up and legs apart.’ I instructed.’

‘I got up on the bed between his legs and told him to pull his knees back up towards his head, so that his bum lifted up off the bed. I sat back on my heels and enjoyed the view of his little, but very hard cock, his tiny balls underneath it, and his bum.’

‘I dripped some oil on my fingertip and ran it around the opening to his bum. Gordon cried out happily in anticipation. Then I repeated it, but this time I finished up by pressing my oily finger right in the middle of his bum.’

‘That got another cry of delight. Then I squirted the oil up his bum and after putting some more oil on my finger, I pressed my fingertip in the middle of his opening until it slid in a fraction. Then satisfied I’d oiled him as much as I could, I rubbed lots of oil over my own cock.’

‘I moved up closer to him and as my tip touched the opening to his bum. he cried out in excitement. ‘Put your knees on my shoulders,’ I instructed. When he did that, it kept his bum up off the bed, but with the weight on my shoulders it wasn’t such a strain on Gordon.’

‘I pressed gently, this time not playing with his cock as I had done last time. I felt more at ease knowing my cock could go into him without any pain, so I kept pressing, but not too much. Gordon was completely at ease, so his bum muscles made no attempt to stop me.’

‘My tip slid in straight away but knowing that his bum would still need to stretch considerably, I adjusted my pressing so that I only slid in a millimetre at a time. The grip of his bum on my cock felt wonderful. From the continuous noises Gordon was making, he evidently thought it was wonderful too.’

‘This time it seemed much quicker when my hairs touched his balls. We both cried out in delight, and I leaned forward to kiss him. Then I started thrusting in. I went slowly and carefully to start with, but he was clearly thoroughly enjoying it.’

‘So, I increased my speed slightly. That made my feeling go through the roof and by the sound of his noises, Gordons too. I resisted the urge to go faster, as I was still concerned about the size of my cock in his bum. The last thing I wanted was to risk doing any damage to him.’

‘I kept going at the same speed as my feeling kicked in and grew fast. I didn’t say anything when I was getting near, but just before I fired, I called out to say I was coming. ‘Go faster,’ Gordon cried out, ‘Go faster.’ So, I did.’

‘I had only thrust in three times at the faster speed, when I shot my load. As my cock pumped it all out, Gordon and I were both crying out in delight. It was hard to decide who was enjoying it the most. As the cum stopped flowing, I slowed down to a stop. I pressed hard against him to hold myself inside him as I shrank.’

‘Once I was completely soft, I eased off and let myself slip out. Then I lowered him down onto the bed. We went to the bathroom together, I washed my cock and Gordon washed his bum. When we returned to the bedroom, I put a pillow on the floor.’