The fantasies that had fired my teenage orgasms recently were now being made real. I finally had the target of my desires and lust ready in my sights....As my hand felt his hard cock through his trousers, his gasp of pleasure was loud and the obvious delight was a huge turn on for me. Without any real knowledge of how to please another guy, I used my memory of my boyhood games of kissing etc to work out what was the right next step. Boldly I got onto my knees next to him and straddled his lap,. He dressed warmly and, as he did so, worked out in his head the various tasks of the day.He walked up the lane to the farm shop, which was a steady climb uphill all the way. There was an unknown car and a rough-looking van parked in front of the building. He didn’t think it suspicious. As the alarms weren’t set off, they weren’t intruders, probably guests of the Medcalfs, the old van probably belonging to one of Sophie’s student friends. He noted the numbers of the van and car on his clipboard,. ” “Why?” “Just do it.” I got on the bed and he said. “Now sit on my cock. I amgoing to fuck you.” I knew better than to resist besides deep down I wanted him to fuck me. I poured abunch of oil on his cock and lowered my ass so his cock was touching my hole. I let his head slip intomy outer ring. “Shit that fucking hurts.” “Just relax the pain will go away.” “Just don’t fucking move.”“Don’t worry, we will go slowly. I plan to fuck you a lot more than just today. I want to make sure youenjoy it. I kept quiet in the hope that they wouldn't realise I had stayed behind, because I didn't want to put them off. I liked both of them very much, and was delighted that they seemed such good friends as well as lovers.Gustav seemed to be healing extremely fast; by the Thursday the scabs had fallen off the bottom wounds, and when I manipulated Gustav in the privacy of the bathroom, I confirmed that even when fully erect, he could now stretch down to touch his toes. Dr Baxter certainly knew his.