Chapter 3: Like Milking A Cow

After he had gone Kurt pulled me into his arms and kissed me. ‘That was an amazing lesson,’ he told me, ‘I wish I’d known all that years ago. Do you think Dane will manage to ask anyone?’ ‘I’m pretty sure that he will,’ I told him, ‘But until it happens, there’s no certainty.’

We took our shorts off again and returned to bed. Knowing I hadn’t long fired we put the duvet on first. Once under the covers, Kurt went into his usual position, took hold of my soft cock and asked me to carry on with my story about Gordon.

‘It seemed a strange week,’ I told him, ‘Not seeing either of them in the canteen. On Saturday evening I went round for dinner with Bert and Louise. Gordon and Alison were due in on the ten thirty train, so we planned to go and pick them up.’

‘Over dinner we discussed how to tell them what Bert and Louise had suggested. Then at ten twenty we were standing by the barriers anxiously waiting. Soon we saw them coming down the platform. As they rushed over to us, there could be no doubt how happy they both looked.’

‘After hugs and kisses all round, we headed back to the car. ‘We’ve so much to tell you,’ Alison said. ‘So have we,’ her dad said, ‘But save it for now. It’s getting late, so we’re going to drop Gordon and Alvin off at theirs on the way home.’

‘They will join us at home for brunch at eleven o’clock in the morning. Then we can hear all about it.’ As soon as we were in the flat, Gordon flung his rms around me and kissed me. ‘I’m so, so, happy.’ he told me. ‘We had a wonderful week, and it wouldn’t have happened without you.’

‘We stripped off, and as we stood naked, I looked at his cock and said, ‘At least you haven’t worn it away.’ Gordon smiled, ‘I had a jolly good try,’ he told me. ‘I think I need a holiday to get my energy back.’ I left the duvet in place, and we got into bed.’

‘Gordon put his head on my shoulder and pressed his soft cock against my hip. Then he took hold of mine which shot up in excitement with missing him. Seconds later his was hard too and throbbing against my leg.’

‘Do you still feel you two can spend the rest of your lives together then?’ I asked smiling. ‘No doubt whatsoever.’ he told me beaming. Then he sat up. ‘I can’t save this until tomorrow,’ he said, ‘We want to get married as soon as we can arrange it.’

‘We know we won’t get a place of our own right away, but even living separately, at least we’ll be man and wife. Next week we’ll look into what we have to do to get married in a registry office. Also see if we can rent a flat or even buy a small house now, Alison is eighteen and we’re both working.’

‘Well, I can tell you now that it takes a minimum of four weeks after you first notify the registrar,’ I told him. ‘I looked it up last week. But there’s a snag. You can’t legally marry in the U.K. until both parties are eighteen.’ Gordons face dropped.’

‘Lots of people are engaged to be married for over a year,’ I told him. ‘So, it’s nothing unusual. Anyway, not being married shouldn’t stop you living together.’ ‘That’s good enough for me,’ Gordon said, ‘I just wanted to do it properly for Alison and her parent’s sake.’

‘I’ve got to know them well whilst you’ve been away,’ I told him, and I’d be very surprised if they objected. Especially seeing how happy Alison looked when they saw her at the station.’ Gordon was still playing with my cock. ‘That feels lovely,’ I told him, ‘Can we change position so I can hold yours too?’

‘Of course,’ he said, ‘But I was about to ask you if I could give you a suck.’ ‘That would be lovely,’ I told him, ‘Could I give you one too?’ His face lit up, ‘How about we do them at the same time?’ he suggested. I told him that was a great idea.’

‘We threw the duvet off, turned to face each other and had a long kiss, holding each other’s cocks at the same time. We enjoyed feeling them throbbing in each other’s hands. Then lying diagonally across the bed, we got into the top to tail position.’

‘I took Gordons balls in my mouth and played with them with my tongue. I knew this could well be our very last session together. Gordon loved the feeling and soon copied me. We lay there for a while, each with the other’s balls in their mouth.’