Chapter 8: Stabbed

Lying down beside him, they wrapped their arms around each other and kissed. ‘That was lovely.’ Vernon told him when they came up for air.

‘If your mind ever starts to think about, or dream about, anything going up your bum in future,’ John told him, ‘You will remember what you have just experienced, not what Graham did to you. So, your nightmares are now over.’

Vernon pulled him close again and kissed him for a very long time. ‘Thank you,’ he said. When he broke away. John noticed that Vernon’s cock was still very hard. He got up on his hands and knees between his legs.

Taking it in his mouth he slid his mouth down until his lips were in Vernon’s hairs. Remaining still, he felt the cock in his mouth throbbing ten to the dozen. Vernon had also put his hands on Johns shoulders and was massaging them happily.

John started moving his head up and down. Vernon moved his hands to John’s head and as he speeded up his movement Vernon’s feeling kicked in very quickly.

He was soon squirting five loads of cum into John’s mouth. John had felt Vernon’s cock swell in his mouth, then it gave him a lovely feeling as it pulsated five times filling his mouth with warm creamy cum. He started swallowing and managed to keep up with the flow.

Once Vernon’s last fire had finished, John kept swallowing as his cock shrank, then he gave the tip a good licking which made Vernon scream out in delight.

They lay back together and wrapped in each other’s arms they were asleep in seconds. They slept peacefully all night. When they woke up, the light was still on. A quick hug and a kiss, then it was time to get up for Vernon to go to work.

Vernon had told John it wasn’t necessary for him to get up too and get his breakfast for him. ‘Nonsense,’ John had replied. ‘You’re going to work you should have a proper breakfast. Anyway, getting up at a regular time is good for me too.’

Over breakfast Vernon told him last night had been lovely. ‘Tonight,’ John told him, ‘I’ll teach you the facts of life.’ As Vernon looked puzzled, he smiled and said, ‘That’s what learning about sex is often called.’ John gave him a hug and waved him off.

At lunchtime Vernon and Charlene were having their lunch in the restroom as had become their custom. ‘Did you sleep ok?’ she asked, the thought of him having nightmares in her mind. Vernon smiled, ‘Yes, lovely.’ he said, ‘I won’t be having any more nightmares.’

‘How do you know that?’ Charlene asked in surprise. ‘John got it all out of my head last night.’ he said. Then thinking that perhaps he shouldn’t have said anything about that he changed the subject quickly.

‘I’ve brought a page in from the local paper,’ he said passing it to her. ‘John suggests we go to either the cinema, a show or out for a meal on Friday evening. Then perhaps go walking together on Saturday or Sunday if it’s fine to get to know each other better.’

‘They all sound lovely,’ Charlene said. As she looked at the paper, she was thinking to herself, ‘I wonder if this John of Vernon’s could get rid of my nightmares too?’ They discussed all the options for Friday. Then when Charlene said she’d never seen a live show, Vernon said he hadn’t either. So, they decided they would go to the theatre and see the local amateur group who were doing ‘The Sound of Music.’

‘I’ll call round to the theatre right after work and get the tickets,’ Vernon told her. ‘Let me pay for mine,’ Charlene said. ‘No.’ Vernon said firmly, ‘I’ve asked you out, so I get the tickets. Especially as it’s the first time. Perhaps in future we can share.’

Charlene liked the sound of that, it sounded as if Vernon was planning a long-term relationship. She was worried how it would fit in with all her problems, but for the moment at least she would have some pleasure.

That night after dinner, Vernon showed John his theatre tickets. He was clearly very excited. ‘I’m sure you’ll enjoy it,’ John told him, ‘I’ve seen it a couple of times and I love it. Mind you, you can’t beat a live show.’

‘Tonight,’ he said, ‘I’ll stand in for your dad and we’ll have a chat about sex.’ John sat on the settee and Vernon lay with his head on John’s lap. John explained to him how his reproductive organs worked, what they were called and how he should use them.

Then he explained how a woman’s body worked, what her parts were called and how she used them. When he had finished Vernon asked, ‘Does that mean that when I shot my cum into Shirley, I made her pregnant?’

‘No,’ John said, ‘I’m sure she would have been on the pill. That stops her producing any eggs so your sperm wouldn’t do anything. You just had the pleasure. But unless you’re certain you should always use a condom. I’ll get a packet soon and then you can see how they work.’

‘Next, he took him through what he should do from a first date through to going to bed and making love. He could see a very big bulge in Vernon’s trousers moving about.

‘Do you have any questions?’ John asked. ‘After all this time,’ Vernon said, ‘I have someone I feel able to ask any question at all, but I don’t have any. Your lesson was so clear and understandable.’

‘That’s nice to hear,’ John told him, ‘But when you’ve thought about it all, you might think of something. I think you know by now that you can ask me anything at any time.’

‘I can see that our talk has got you very worked up so I wonder, would you like to try doing to me what I did to you last night?’ That would never have occurred to Vernon in a month of Sundays. But feeling his cock throbbing at the thought he knew he couldn’t refuse.

‘Yes, please.’ he said. ‘Ok, let’s go upstairs.’ John told him. They stood up, hugged and had a kiss. ‘Thanks for what you’ve just taught me, dad.’ Vernon said. Then realising what he had said he looked at John to see if he was upset. He saw tears in his eyes and hugged him. ‘Sorry,’ he said, ‘I don’t know where that came from, I wouldn’t upset you for the world.’

‘I’m not upset,’ John said, ‘I feel so happy, no one has ever called me dad before. It sent a lovely warm feeling through me. Although at my age grandad would be more appropriate.’ ‘I don’t care about age,’ Vernon said, ‘If you don’t mind, I’ll always think of you as my dad.’

John hugged him again and said, ‘Thank you, son.’ Vernon thought his heart was going to burst, it seemed to be pounding so hard in delight. They hugged for ages in silence, just happy to be so close.

When they eventually went upstairs and stripped off, they were both hanging soft. But a naked hug soon changed that. John gave him the oil spray and lay on the bed.

Following Johns instructions Vernon put oil on his fingertip and rubbed it around John’s bum opening. He felt so pleased that John wanted him to do something so intimate.

Then he pressed the can to his bum and pressed once firmly. John laughed out loud as it tickled his insides. Then he watched as Vernon rubbed oil all over his own cock.

As Vernon got up on the bed between his legs, he looked at John and said, ‘You won’t let me hurt you, will you?’ ‘Don’t worry,’ John said, ‘I’ll be fine with you.’

‘Put your tip against my opening,’ John instructed, then just press enough to hold it there. They both enjoyed the feeling as Vernon’s cock made contact.

‘Now press just a little bit harder,’ John told him. Vernon started sliding in right away. ‘Just keep going in slowly.’ John instructed. Because John was so relaxed Vernon was in as far as he could go in seconds.

Feeling Johns balls touch his hairs made Vernon’s cock throb and he cried out in excitement. His cock throbbing inside him made John cry out too. They locked arms again and John told him to move in and out slowly but steadily.

As he did, John cried out at the lovely feeling and Vernon did too. They smiled at each other as their happy cries rang out. Then they both settled into enjoying a long period of pleasure. When Vernon felt his special feeling growing, he speeded up. Soon it reached its climax.

With several extra hard thrusts in he shot five bursts of cum into John. The feeling it gave him was lovely, as good as, if not better than Shirley because he loved John.