Chapter 8: The Next Instalment

‘I was undecided if I could cope,’ Ian continued, ‘But I know you would never hurt me, so that’s what I want to try.’ ‘Thank you,’ Alvin said, ‘For having so much trust in me. Like all sex, there are different positions, but for your first time I suggest you sit in the armchair.’

‘I will kneel on a cushion in front of you. Doing it that way, means we will be looking at each other the whole time. Not only is that nice, but it means that I’ll see immediately if you are having any problems. Because my cock is bigger than your bum, I need to go in slowly.’

‘That’s so your bum can expand naturally to suit my cock. Seeing your face will reassure me that I’m doing it right.’ ‘I’ll be guided by you,’ Ian told him. ‘Ok,’ Alvin instructed, ‘When you’re ready, get up, strip off and go and sit in the armchair.’

‘I’ll go and get the oil and some tissues and join you.’ Ian got up and went over to the armchair. He stripped off and sat down. His cock throbbing and waving in excitement. Alvin returned a few seconds later and put a cushion on the floor.

He stripped off as Ian watched his big cock hard and flexing. He felt nervous but excited. He had no idea what it would feel like, but of one thing he was certain, it wouldn’t hurt him because Alvin had said it wouldn’t.

Alvin knelt on the cushion and told him to put his ankles up on his shoulders. ‘I’m going to rub some oil around your bum,’ he told him. As he felt Alvins finger running around the opening to his bum, sliding easily because of the oil, the feeling was electric.

Then Alvin put some more on his fingertip and just pressed gently right in the middle of the opening without going in. Even that felt so exciting. ‘Now I’m just going to squirt some oil inside you,’ Alvin called out. Next moment all of Ian’s insides felt like he was being tickled with a feather.

Whilst he was laughing, Alvin rubbed a lot of oil all over his own cock. When Ian calmed down, Alvin told him, ‘In a moment, I’ll move forward and rest my tip against your bum, but I won’t go in. I’ll start playing with your cock.’

‘Whilst I do, I want you to tell me what you and Christine have done so far, and what you hope to do this weekend. As you enjoy feeling me playing with your cock and your mind is on Christine, your whole body will relax, apart from your cock naturally.’

‘When your bum muscles relax, I’ll start sliding in very slowly. I’m sure I don’t need to tell you that you can say stop anytime you want to.’ They smiled at each other, then Alvin moved up to him. As the tip of Alvins cock touched the middle of his bum, Ian forgot all his fears and just felt excited.

He felt it press against him hard enough to hold it in place, but not hard enough to push it in. Alvin took hold of Ian’s cock and felt all over it rather than stroking it. He also played with his balls, making Ian cry out in delight.

Ian started telling him about how nervous Christine was about making love and everything they had done so far. Ian’s mind was half on what he’d done with Christine and the lovely feelings he was getting, he assumed they were from Alvin playing with his cock and his balls.

After a short while Ian decided that the feeling of Alvin playing with him was even nicer than usual. Then he felt something tickling his balls that wasn’t Alvins hand. He looked down and saw that Alvin was so close to him that it was his hairs tickling his balls. That meant his cock must be deep inside him.

He felt amazed. He looked up to find Alvin smiling at him. ‘I can’t go in any further,’ he said, ‘How did it feel?’ ‘I had no idea you were even going in yet.’ Ian told him. Alvin flexed his cock and feeling it moving deep inside him made Ian cry out in delight.

‘Is that what our cocks feel like to a girl?’ he asked. ‘I can’t know that for certain,’ Alvin said, ‘But I would think so. Now concentrate as I demonstrate easing out and pushing back in.’ As Ian looked down between them, Alvin eased out, then pushed back in. His cock appeared then disappeared. He still moved slowly, but faster than he had done when he first went in.

Ian let out a loud ecstatic cry. ‘Oh! that felt lovely,’ he said, ‘Keep going, don’t stop.’ They linked arms, Alvin taking hold of Ian’s arm just below his elbow. Ian did the same on Alvins arms. As Alvin moved in and out slowly and steadily, they pulled on each other’s arms and Alvin watched Ian’s face.