Date: Sat, 20 Mar 2010 18:35:12 +1100
From: The Pin <lawrencebradman@gmail.com>
Subject: Garden sculpture Part 3

How did you feel, that first time, just before 'it' happened to you?
Remember I'd only just committed myself, as best I can describe it the
feeling was predominantly one of excitement mixed with anxiety, secretly
too I was rather flattered - that a man should want me in that way.
Contrary to expectations he didn't bend me over there and then before
shoving it up me as I'd heard the act described so many times in those
stories that go the rounds, you know where the virginal paper boy gets
plied with sodas and pizzas before the hero rips off his jeans, perhaps
remembering to add some spit as a lubricant and then buggers him.  I'd
always been apprehensive because of these tales.  Instead, we stood
together and as he turned those pages we viewed the illustrations....these
were all intensely erotic to me, the subject remained the same, men with
boys but each time in a new position..it seemed the variation could be
infinite, I'd never realised it before but a boy's body could - well - give
someone pleasure in so many ways it seemed and I, I was about to learn
how....all this time we had been fondling one another as we admired the
various lovers as they pleasured on another, then I felt an arm around my
shoulder

"Come, this way, just along here I think we have just the thing...we'll
loosen you up a bit...see how you like that first.."

It was obviously an exercise room of some sort and at one end sat what
appeared to be a massage table, shelves on the wall contained an array of
bottles and jars, the whole was warm and brightly lit.  Patting the couch
my host invited me up, self consciously I swung my hips up and then lay
back flat.  As I watched, my lover paused before the shelved array and then
selected a slim bottle, unscrewing it he cupped his hand and allowed some
to trickle in.  Then he approached, the cupped hand allowed a tiny stream
of amber fluid to puddle upon my chest, that done he set to work, hands now
silky soft rubbed and caressed my breasts, nipples then shoulders, slightly
scented the oil seemed to relax and sooth, I lay back and enjoyed the
feeling, and then...he moved lower, hips thighs..I was acutely aware of
where his hands were roaming, it only added to my arousal and when at last
I felt his fingers upon my penis I shuddered with the relief, this was
bliss...he sighed and told me

"That's enough for this bit I think or we'll have you cum in no time, how
about you turn over on your tummy, this is the really important part coming
up?"

Obediently I rolled over, the process repeated itself and once more I felt
the soothing effects of his hands, again muscles relaxed, and as before,
his hands moved lower, lower...to the backs of my thighs, calf muscles - it
was a luxurious feeling.  Then before I even fully realised it, skilled
hands kneaded my buttocks, ever so gently even so, I found myself tensing
up.  He noticed of course, and muttered soothing endearments as he
continued..slowly the magic of his fingers gained control and my body
lowered its defences and once again I enjoyed the sensation, the feel of
his fingers, his hands moulding themselves to my ripely swelling young
buttocks, I was now very much aware of the attraction I presented as I lay
there, vulnerable.  And I was loving it.  Suddenly, a change, a departure,
fingers smoothly stroked up and down between my cheeks then hesitated,
probed slightly and began to lazily circle my opening, the sensation was
beautiful, erotic in a way I'd never experienced, delicately he continued
to tease my anus and almost un noticed, there followed a mild discomfort.
It took a while to realise it but he'd penetrated me with his finger, then
he withdrew and made another trip to the shelf, this time to return with
another jar..carefully he dipped in a finger and parting my cheeks with the
other hand began to apply the stuff both inside and around my opening.
Experimentally he invaded me again, this time, I felt some stretching and
he didn't move until I grew used to it - he explained that he'd used two
fingers in the process.  Further information - I was told that while my
body was quite capable of accepting his penis in its entirety, it was a
matter of acclimatisation, we needed to prepare, to loosen me gradually and
that's why we would only move by stages.  I was actually quite enjoying the
feel of his fingers - it was a very different sensation to anything I'd
experienced until then...but using my imagination began to see certain
possibilities, which is probably why I relaxed...and the third finger slid
in unopposed.  Now I had an idea of what was in store, this time he slid
fingers in and out, tentatively at first and even though I felt some pain,
said nothing.  Intuition told me we were nearly there so when he withdrew
his fingers and came back with a long tapering object "a dildo" he said it
was, I was ready.  Consciously I managed it, I relaxed, and it was the
start of what seemed like a long journey, the stretching went on and on, I
could even trace the thing's progress inside me, the discomfort remained,
but surprisingly, as it went further up the pain eased.  Gentle fingers
caressed my back as he eased the implement back and forth, I relaxed
further, even began to enjoy the thing in some perverse way.  Then it was
gone.  Instead, a body lay behind me and gathered me tightly to him

"Here precious, I want us to be close this first time, you must say if it
hurts and I'll stop, I'm also wearing a condom (God, I'd forgotten about
that!), let's see, do you want to guide me in?"

I reached around and held his penis, carefully I positioned his tip at my
opening and whispered shakily

"Ready, whenever you like..."

The pressure seemed intense at first, there was a sudden stinging and then
I felt him pop through, I gritted my teeth...and again that long slow
progression deep inside, the stretching..until, suddenly it stopped, arms
tightened around me and lips nuzzled the back of my neck..

"We're there sweetie, we're there, oh you lovely boy, you feel - just
beautiful...let's make you enjoy this..we'll take it carefully, slowly -
and we just may, have a surprise for you..."

After some delay, he began moving in and out...nothing adventurous at first
but I was gradually becoming familiar with the feeling...and though it
still stung a bit..something else was there in the wings, what?  Oh wow!
It was pleasure, a new sort of sensation...unfamiliar but yes, I was
starting to enjoy this...and said so.  That was all he needed, now his
thrusts became adventurous, he'd withdraw to tease my opening, pause and
lunge back up far as he could...as he did so I'd reach back and try to pull
him closer, deeper while involuntarily my hips thrust back at him.  I knew
he was making me last, not only was it for his own enjoyment but it was
something else...we'd been copulating for some time when it happened, a
seemingly random thrust on his part touched upon something deep
inside...and again.  Before I knew it, I'd convulsed, ejaculations
festooned his massage table and helpless and bewildered, I subsided once
more submissive to his gentle thrusts

"Oh lovely, lovely boy, see you came...you're a natural....oh you're
gorgeous, so gorgeous...now just feel..what you're doing to me...oh dear
God...how...lovely...."

The body behind me jerked, hips wildly thrusting and miracle, a delicious
warmth filled my depths....not once but twice I think he came in that
session, in such quick interval that I remain confused.  Both panting, we
subsided, I speechless and amazed...he overcome with gratitude...he
continued to hug me to him.  Eventually I felt him soften and some muscular
contraction of mine squeezed him out.  Still silent we lay a while longer,
I was busy thinking....eventually we disentangled ourselves, and I grinned
sheepishly...

"I didn't know, I just didn't know....it seems silly, all the stories I'd
heard, I suppose I'm just lucky it was - someone like you?"

"No, I'm lucky...very lucky...you are a wonderful boy, not just - amazingly
attractive but, I like you too.  Do you think you'll - be back again?"

"Well, I had that paper with your number on it but I've thrown it away" His
face fell "I don't need it you see, I've memorised the thing...and if you
like, yes, I'll be using it".

His arms went around me and I think, I think...he was crying.