The weather was really hot over that summer and I tended to cycle down to the allotment in the evening in just a tshirt and shorts. One very warm evening I'd got down there later than normal and there were very few people about. I'd been digging for about 10 minutes when the sky darkened and there was a torrential downpour. Derek hadn't built any kind of shelter on his patch so I was getting absolutely soaked. I hadn't realised he was there, but after a few minutes Bernard poked his head out of his little shed and called me over to get out of the rain. I hadn't seen him since he'd sucked me off in his shed and to be honest, I'd been disappointed we hadn't had the chance of a repeat. I'd wanked about it going further and had been looking out for him each time I went to the allotment.
He stood aside to let me inside the shed and closed the door behind me. I saw the bottle of whisky on the side and two glasses waiting. He poured us both a drink and sat down next to me on the little sofa. We were sat snugly, having a drink and making small talk but all I could think about was the last time we'd met. I could feel his leg against mine and I think we were both aware of how close we were sat. I thanked him for offering me shelter and apologised for getting everything wet. Bernard told me not to worry, got a small towel and asked me not to get the sofa wet. He told me to stand up and take my wet tshirt off and let it dry on the back of the door. I stood up and took it off, turning to hang it up. He took the towel, rubbing it across my back and shoulders, and then turned me round to dry my chest. I could smell his aftershave as we stood facing each other in the confined space.
My heart was going as he rubbed the towel over my chest, lingering on my nipples and complimenting me on my hairy chest. I could feel my cock beginning to stir. 'Did you enjoy our last little meeting?' he asked, standing close to me. I just nodded and he reached around me to hang the towel up, his body pressing up against me and I could feel him moving gently against me, pushing me back onto the shed door.
I made no move to stop him as he reached down and placed his hand between my legs, gripping my bulge through my wet shorts. We stood face to face as his hand stroked me, my cock hardening in his hand, my erection straining at the thin material of my shorts. He leaned in and kissed me, his tongue slipping into my mouth. It took me by surprise but it felt so right and I moaned into his mouth as we kissed and gave him my tongue back in return. I could feel him grinding against me as we snogged, the kisses getting more frantic as he rubbed my stiff cock through my shorts.
My hands fumbled to undo his belt and trousers, wanting to get into his briefs and feel his warm, fleshy cock. I held it and rubbed it up and down, feeling him get harder in my hand as we kissed. Then Bernard sat back on the sofa, his trousers round his ankles and his stiff cock in his hand. 'I think it was your turn' he said, stroking his cock slowly. It looked to be about 5in, slim but hard and with a nice head that was already shiny with precum. I knelt down between his legs, my hands sliding up his thighs, and started to kiss and lick his balls as he slowly wanked himself. He moved his hand away and urged me to suck him. I held his erect cock and felt it throbbing in my hand.
Leaning forward I kissed the head, tasting his precum before sliding my lips down over his shaft. He groaned as I took him in my mouth, telling me what a good boy I was, his hand stroking the back of my head as I sucked his penis into my hot mouth. I moved up and down on it a few times, doing my best to suck him the way my wife does it to me, kissing and licking the head, then sucking vigorously on his hard cock, my head bobbing up and down on him. I could feel him pushing my head further down on it and couldn't help but gag as when felt it touch the back of my throat.
He pulled me up and started to kiss me again, his tongue pushing into my mouth, his hands sliding down the back of my shorts, cupping my bum cheeks and pulling me against him as we snogged. I felt his finger, sliding down between my bum cheeks, roughly pressing against my anus until it slipped inside me. We continued snogging as he fingered me, urging me to take my shorts off. I stood up and his hands gripped the waistband, yanking them down and turning me round so I was leaning on the little shelf, my back to him. He stood up and moved behind me, his hands on my bare bottom, his hot breath on my neck and shoulders as he kissed me. I could feel his chest against my back and his stiff penis against my bum cheeks, he was grinding himself against me, whispering in my ear, telling me what a lovely arse I had, what a sexy boy I was, asking if he could fuck me. I could feel him pressing his cock against my bum cheeks as he kissed my neck and shoulder. It seemed no bigger than some of the dildos I had taken in the past and I thought if it was going to happen then his cock seemed a nice one to try it with.
I found myself nodding, telling him it was my first time and asking him to be gentle. At hearing this he became very excited, the prospect of fucking a virgin obviously appealing to him. He licked his hand and I felt him rubbing his spit against my hole, he did this a few times, rubbing his saliva into me, his finger pushing inside me again as he did it. I let out a little moan as his finger moved in little circles. I could feel him opening me up, it felt so horny and I pushed my bum back on him. Then he leant forward, removing his finger, and guided his hard cock between my bum cheeks. I felt the head nuzzling against my hole as he tried to enter me. I could hear him telling me I was tight and although the head was pushing against me, my ring wouldn't open up for him. I felt his hands on my shoulders bending me forward and his cock pushing more firmly against my virgin hole, he was telling me to relax and let him in, urging me to push back on his stiff cock. He spat on his hand and rubbed it in me again and continued rubbing the head of his cock against me and pushing. Then all of a sudden it popped inside me. I gave a little yelp as the head pushed past my ring and felt his cock slip inside my arse. I couldn't believe the feeling, as he eased it further inside me, the pain gave way to a 'fullness' that was overwhelming.
When it felt like it was fully inside me, he just held it there, my hole stretched tight round his cock, it felt like his penis was throbbing inside me as I squirmed on his stiff cock. Then he slowly began to ease it back and forth, grunting with each thrust back up inside me, increasing the speed of his pushes till he was really fucking me.
It was the thought of what was happening more than the feeling that made me so hard. The thought of giving myself to this older man, letting him put his penis inside me: being taken by him, that was what made my cock hard and what made me push my bum against his thrusts. His hands gripped my hips as he humped against me, his hands pawing at my back and arse, his thrusts getting harder as his cock filled my virgin passage. I reached down between my legs and wanked myself, feeling his heavy balls slapping against me. My arse was sore now but I wanted him to finish. I started moaning like a girl, calling him Daddy and arching my back like a slut. This took him over the edge, I felt his cock swell inside me and heard his breath quicken, his hands moved up to my shoulders holding me firmly. He was grunting as he started to cum in my tight bottom, filling me with his cum, his cock pushing deep in my passage. As he finished off inside me his hand snaked round between my legs, gripping my stiff little cock, wanking me hard and fast, telling me what a good little fuck I was. At that point I came in his hot hand, my cock throbbing and spunking over the floor.
I couldn't move, leaning over the shelf and panting, I felt his soft cock slip out of me and his spunk started oozing from my hole and running down my inner thighs. He slapped my bum and passed me some tissues to clean myself up. I wiped my bottom, feeling my sore hole all wet and slick with his spunk, then hurriedly pulled my shorts up, grabbed my tshirt and left. |
