He kept pulling out and pushing in.He was fucking me with rhythm; I was enjoying his stroke and was prompt to respond to his every stroke with my upwa...d stroke to meet his stroke. Pressure was being formed in me. From his facial expressions I was sure that he was equally enjoying.We were both on cloud nine; I wanted time to freeze here forever. I wanted more and more out of it. He was increasing the intensity for some time, after reaching the peak he used to slow down.That was giving me more. He looked greedily at it. “Steve, suck my cock you gay cunt!” as I grabbed my cock behind my balls and pulled it down, the head right infront of his mouth.“Take my length, and take my cum”He lent forward opening his mouth, and stuck out his tongue and licked the length of my cock like a 5 year old licking an ice lolly.He was licking my cock head, sending a shudder through my body and he slipped his mouth over the top and inched down until he hit my balls, sucking and licking his way down.I had. It only needed him to put his arm around my waist for me to lose my inhibitions. I did try to hold onto myself - I did sincerely try - but after we had been kissing for a few minutes, quite shyly at first, I wanted him. And I guess he wanted me, because he suggested that we go inside: up to the third floor of Nana's house. It's not used anymore, not since my Mum and Dad had used it when first married. No-one noticed us disappearing up the stairs. And my heart was pumping with excitement as we. It was simple before that week... I worked night shifts as a cleaner, gothome, cracked a few beers as the sun rose, and lost myself in dreams of thebody I wanted. It was all simple, untill I took a weeks holiday. I didn'thave any reason to take it, but I needed to use my holiday sometime, so Ibooked it. Just after I'd booked it, I talked to a friend of mine, a trans-girl, who'd just moved south to go to university, and we arranged for me togo and visit her for my holiday.What can I tell you,.