Growing And Finding My Learning

Remembering how it was when I was young, when I got my first job - I guess I should have realised then my sexual leaning. In adolescence being bi-sexual was hard to comprehend, so confusing when other guys around you seem preoccupied only in girls an d what it would be like to fuck this one or that one.

I was at an age when I was experimenting with myself, in fact feeling a little different from others in discovering how pleasant it was to manipulate something into my anus, there was me on many occasions, spending delightful moments with a screwdriver handle and such and with a good dowsing of Vaseline, which eventually always seemed to do the trick in submerging the bulbous handle into my ass. >From thence forward there were candles, carrots ( I shaped with a knife to look like a real life penis) and a broom handle, affixed to a bench which made for a substantial deep fuck. (Had to be careful though!)

To think now I did all that, placing mirrors in good view of what I was doing with my ass, spending ages just watching myself gradually sinking and taking out those things that went up my ass, seemed sheer heaven at the time, But it was all a secret, I felt it was just me who had these peculiar feelings and I would never divulge anything. I remember my grandmother saying once I was unnatural because I did not like going out or mixing with others which had a big effect on me, her remarks did not help one iota. But I thank the lord that when I started work as a gardeners boy all that would change, I would find my true leaning and realised what I had was a gift and should never be looked on as unnatural or odd, I was bi-sexual yes, but more leaning to taking guys of you know what I mean.

It all started because of dear Charley, he was the guy who took it upon himself to feel me in the greenhouse, he caught me in a very compromising position whereas I was leant over a bench where we placed all the new cuttings. It was the first time ever I had had my balls felt and squeezed by another. It was just a quickie on that occasion. Charley made no comment but he was off as soon as it was done. I was confused yes, but I realised it was something I enjoyed, how was that, and a guy too, was that right or what. I guess when I made no comment or complaint Charley thought he'd go for it again, catching me unawares as before - that was Charley, the guy I became very acquainted with in more ways than one

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This time he went for the full works, he felt my balls and cock at the same time - and not only that he gave them a thorough massage, something that gave me the most wonderful sensation, something I will always remember, that first real touch of Charley. "Nice Huh, lad?" he whispered as I felt myself aroused to the point I was stiffening. "Can see you like it!" he added, giving me a real rub then twisting me around then, his face fumed with desire, it was as if there was no tomorrow.

"We may be caught here" I warned. But he was in a frenzy - and it was then I realised just how strong the sexual urge can be, Charley had no concern about what was going on around, he just went for it, unzipping my fly - prizing my hard cock out underneath the seam of my briefs, it sort of scared me a bit, just how forceful he was, but somehow the feeling he gave me then with the touch of his hand clasping my length and the feel of his mouth enveloping my cock I too was in another world, I leant back on the bench, pushing my cock out for his easy access, so he could really suck and ball me to his hearts content It was as if instinct had taken me over, being sucked and balled like that with Charley knelt down before me, sniffing me, licking it in various ways, I felt so good and I knew this was for me, that I wanted more and more and more of Charley. That he could do me whichever way he wanted lock stock and barrel..

Anyway, that day - with Charley I enjoyed my first cock suck, for no sooner had he had his taste of me he changed position, leaning against the bench, unzipping himself and exposing his thick strong cock, "Just go for it, Lad, you will enjoy!" I did after a quick lick around its head, it tasted earthy and pungent, because he had already pre-cum when he was enjoying me. I didn't know anything about pre-cum, I knew what it was like to completely cum, how it was for me feeling the urge build up and spurt out like a volcano - now I felt like that again, but in the presence of another guy - and it was fantastic, he had a good arousal, it was pleasant and firm in my mouth as I squeezed my tongue around it's bulbous head, ( thinking then of that screwdriver I had used so often, and sucked afterwards) but this was far nicer, this was real cock, real hard stiff and pulsing live cock, and I was contemplating its feel up inside me, wondering if he aimed to do that to me, or should I suggest or ask that of him, but for now I enjoyed the feel of cock in my mouth and took time to gradually suck it to climax, watching it spurt all over the floor as I backed and finished him with a good solid stiff wanking, that's what he wanted and that's what he got, Charley was some great guy and yes, he did want my ass.

The next day he propositioned me, guiding me to the potting shed during the dinner break, stroking my ass curves through my corduroy trousers. When he said he worshiped my ass and wanted it I knew I was going to get the length of that beautifully proportioned cock up my aching ass. And that was all I wanted.

But Charley was grooming me now, telling me how good it was to have found someone like me at last with whom he could share his feelings, that so long he had knew he was bi-sexual, he was married but told me he rarely had sex with his wife and besides, he thought she was having it a away with another, which suited him fine because he had gone off pussy a long time ago and as he grew older, he was about fifty now, he had learned more about his homo leaning. So I got talking about my past, told him how inhibitive I had been, thinking I was odd and mainly because of what my Gran had said. Charley was the one who assured me I was not and it was quite natural to have my leanings, that there were many more like me, but like it was with any relationship, you still need to find the right one to share what we had started to share.

And now he was grooming me in the ways of homosexual passion, showing me that it was not unnatural at all to do what we were doing, he rimming me then so carefully during that heaven sent lunch break in the potting, shed, me bent nicely for his undivided attention as he started to prime me for his fuck. The thought of that in anticipation was electric, more exciting because thanks to Charley I didn't feel dirty any more or anything like that, he showing me it was quite natural for me to have urges for another guy of my own sex, so wonderful.

He went down into his knees again, this time to enjoy me orally telling me how great my ass was, that I had the curves of a woman, so well proportioned and very sexy and fuckable, I was happy with that and then feeling his mouth and tongue sucking around me down under, his fingers cradling my balls as he did that. That wonderful feeling was so good and I was thinking, yes this is for me and all my Gran said was absolute crap!

"That okay, Pete you like?" he whispered taking a breather, me looking around and seeing his expression - his face glowing with passion and his breath panting. I simply wiggled showing him I was okay with it, and so I got another feel of his mouth pressing deep between my ass cheeks, all the time he telling me how good it was. Soon he would be fucking me, I was longing for it, the feel of real cock inside me, how would be ...

As of he read my mind he got up and glancing around again I say him rolling back his foreskin, his knob was beautiful and stood out like a red velvet bulbous crown, could I taste it again or was he ready to go for it and fuck me?

He closed to me and then I felt it there for the first time, he was manoeuvring it to level with my hole, all ready and lubricated with his saliva, I felt the first nudge of his cock head, warm and wonderful, then the gentle at first prodding, opening me up so wonderfully, then I felt the first surge of cock slip inside, so easily, like I was so ready for it, so lusting for his fuck. His bulk soon wedged inside he asked if it was okay. I muttered yes although it was hurting a bit now as he got full penetration, but soon that went as his thrust started to speed up and all I could feel was the utter feeling of being fucked by this great guy who had taught me so much, not ever to be inhibited again with my feelings and to share a with him. Feeling his hands tighten on my hips, holding my ass steady as he thrust in and out, all the time getting faster and faster until .... MMM! That final surge, the grunt and panting, his climax reached, and mine too, the feeling of his throbbing cock cuming deep inside was heaven on earth.

Afterwards, after the passion had soothed us both, and we got back to our horticultural duties, I felt some gloom - wondering if this was a once off, But later in the afternoon Charley came to me, told me that what happened today was just the start and was I alright with that.

I guess I didn't even have to reply, my expression said it all, and the hug I just had to give him. And then, looking around to see nobody was looking, that so wonderful feel of his hand cupping me down under from behind, just how it had all started. "Tomorrow, same time, same place." I said.

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