Date: Fri, 25 Feb 2011 14:33:08 +0100
From: Shaun White <corcega112@hotmail.com>
Subject: It Started at School - Chapter 4.

This story is completely fictional. Names, characters and incidents are a
product of the author's imagination, and any resemblance to real people or
incidents is completely coincidental.

This story contains descriptions of sexual interactions. If you are
uncomfortable reading such material, or are not permitted to do so legally,
please leave this page immediately. Please read at your own risk.

It Started at School – Chapter 4.

     Let me start off now by setting the scene for today's part of my
story.  About two miles outside of the town where I lived there was what
used to be a sleepy little village but over recent years it had slowly been
developed into a very elite community of very large private houses set in
their own grounds.  It was said that the houses were occupied only by
multimillionaires such as Bankers, Barristers, a few stars of Television
and it was reputed that a couple of Premier League footballers had houses
there but no-one seemed to know for certain as the ordinary people did not
mix with that class of person.

     Since starting off as one of James' boys I soon decided I did not want
to leave his small gathering.  I was not only enjoying what I was doing but
I was also putting a lot of money in my Bank Account.  Almost all the men I
had been with were well past middle age but all were very kind and gentle
and made me feel very special to them.  I came to the conclusion that they
were all really lonely old men who loved to have a young person in their
life, if only for an hour now and then.  Also, I got the impression from a
few that it was the young company they craved more than anything else and
that the sex side of things was an added bonus.  Maybe I was still very
naïve and gullible and I suppose I lacked the love of a man at home in my
own life.  James introduced me to the other boys who he used and slowly we
all became very good friends.  James said it was inevitable that we would
at times want to express our feelings about what we were doing and what
happened on our many visits to our "men" and he said it was necessary
therefore that we had each other to confide in so no-one else knew what we
were doing.

     I had become quite popular with James' clients and my services were
called for at least once every week and sometimes more than that and so it
went on throughout the school term.  Then we were about to break up for the
Easter school holidays.  On the last day at school James came to see me at
lunchtime and said he had a very special task for me the following Tuesday
if I could manage it.  He said it would involve quite a bit of Tuesday
afternoon, probably about a couple of hours but he was sure I would find it
most enjoyable and very rewarding financially.  I said I was free all day
on Tuesday so I was happy to try out what was on offer.  He said he could
not tell me who the man was yet.  He said it was the first time this person
had used his services but he hoped it would be the first of many but that
depended on how discreet we were as he could not afford any adverse
publicity.  He said he was relying on me to be very discreet which I
assured him I would be.  He said he would meet me outside Macdonald's on
Tuesday at 1.0 pm and introduce me to the client.  He said I would be on my
own again as he had another appointment that afternoon.  I was intrigued by
all this secrecy but I acknowledged that all these oldish men had good
reputations to maintain and so there was always some secrecy on any first
meeting.

     When I arrived at Macdonald's on Tuesday a few minutes before the
appointed time James was already waiting for me.  He asked me if I was
excited or nervous.  I said "A bit of both but no more than usual when
meeting a stranger."  He smiled and said "Well this is a stranger in one
sense but not a stranger in another sense but you will know what I mean any
time now."  I was now intrigued but I only had to wait just over a minute
more before a bright red Ferrari car eased to a stop and James opened the
door and said "Hello" to the driver.  James told me to get in the car.  I
looked in and could not believe my eyes.  Instantly, I recognised one of
the top professional footballers from the club in the next town to ours.
Of course, I had seen him so many times on the television playing matches
but I never thought I would meet him in person.  (Naturally I cannot name
him now so I will give him the name of Bob.)  He held out his hand and I
shook his hand as I gave him my name, Craig.  As soon as I closed the door
he set off at great speed.  The power of the Ferrari sent me back into the
seat with great pressure, it was exhilarating.

     Bob drove out of town to this exclusive village and as he approached
some large iron gates set in a high wall the gates opened and after he
drove through the gates closed again.  We drove through a few trees and
then we faced what I can only describe as a mansion.  He drove straight
into a large garage which already contained another two cars.  He switched
the engine off and we got out of the car and he led the way to the front
main door of the house.  When we went in I stood awestruck.  It looked
fabulous and that was only the entrance.  He smiled at me and said "I hope
you like it, this is home to me thanks to having the skill to kick a ball
into a net now and then."  We went through to a massive lounge.  He asked
me if I would like a cold drink.  I said I would and he went to a drinks
cabinet and poured two glasses of Coke and handed me one and kept one
himself.  We sat side by side on a super sized couch.  I just sank into it.
Then he surprised me by saying "This is my first time of doing this so I am
not sure how to proceed or how far we can go so I will have to rely on you
to guide me.  I hope you don't mind."  I said "Well I am very nervous too
having recognised who you are so it could be a tense afternoon in many ways
but I hope we can both relax enough to have an enjoyable time."  He asked
me how long I could stay and I said I was free all afternoon but it was up
to him.  If I did not come up to expectations or he felt at all guilty he
could call a halt at any time and take me home with no ill feelings on my
part.  He smiled and leaned towards me and gave me the gentlest of kisses
on my cheek and said "Thank you, I am sure we will get on fine."  I asked
him if he would like to see me naked and he replied that it would be a good
start.  I stripped off in about one minute and stood before him.  I turned
a full circle so he could see the back as well as the front.  He gasped at
the sight of me.  I moved towards him and he reached out and touched my
cock which was just starting to go hard.  He said "You are beautiful,
better than I imagined you would be.  Now that you are naked it is only
fair that you see me naked also."  He stood and removed his clothes and put
them and mine on a low table.  Then he turned to me and took me in his
arms.  Now he kissed me on the lips but with his lips closed.  I took the
initiative and pressed my tongue to his lips and they parted, slowly at
first.  My tongue slid in and he responded immediately and opened his mouth
more fully and soon our tongues were battling each other.  We broke the
kiss eventually and he said "Wow, I am speechless and breathless."  I
smiled and said "That is only the start, there is much more and much better
to come.  Can we go upstairs now and you can show me your bedroom where you
sleep most nights although sleep is not on the agenda for this afternoon?"

     He took my hand and led me up the wide staircase and into the main
bedroom which was huge with an equally huge bed in it.  He pointed to a
door which he said led to the en-suite bathroom if I needed it.  We walked
together to the bed and he pulled the covers back and we climbed on and lay
together with our arms round each other.  After kissing passionately again
I slowly moved down his body kissing him on the way until I reached a mass
of pubic hair and there was my prize.  I opened my mouth and put my lips
round his cock which was already half hard.  I took more of his cock in and
then move my head up and down and he was rock hard almost immediately.  I
continued to suck on him for a few more minutes before I pulled off and
moved back up the bed.  He said "If you had continued doing that I could
not have stopped myself from cumming."  I said "Yes, that is what I was
afraid of and although I would have been happy to taste your love juice I
think there is a far better place for it."  We continued to lie there
cuddling each other and his hands slowly massaged my back and slowly slid
down to massage the cheeks of my bum.  I said "Is that where you want to be
because if it is just say so and I will help you seeing as how it is our
first time together?"  He said "Oh Craig.  We have already done more than I
hoped for.  Of course I want to make love to you but only if you are happy
with that."  I said "Let me put it this way.  If by the time I go home I
have not been fucked by you at least twice I will feel I have been
negligent in my duties and I have been a failure."  "Although it is your
first time with me I expect you have done something similar before with
someone else.  I am not asking you if you have but if so I assume you will
have some lube handy which we can use."  He smiled as he reached across to
a drawer and brought out a large tube of KY lube.  He looked at me and said
"When I was small I was a Boy Scout so I try to live by their motto of, Be
Prepared."  He asked me what position I would prefer to be in and I said I
would prefer to watch his face as he fucks me, that way I would be able to
tell if I was doing a good job or not.  He said "I don't think there is any
danger of you being anything but excellent."  I laid on my stomach as he
lubed me up.  He was surprisingly gentle for such an athletic young man and
soon he had three fingers sliding easily in and out of me.  I said "I am
ready for you now.  Let me turn over for you."  I turned over and spread my
legs wide and suggested he should kneel before me.  When he was in position
I raised my legs and rested my ankles on his shoulders.  He moved a shade
closer and I took hold of his cock and fed it towards my hole which was
still closed.  I could see the worry on his face at the thought that my
hole had to stretch a lot to accommodate his large cock which now had grown
to a good eight inches in length and to an appropriate thickness, big by
any standard.  I said "Don't worry, I can take it, just go slowly with firm
pressure and you will soon slide in."  He pressed harder and sure enough
the head slipped in.  He asked if I was OK and I said I was.  He pushed
very gently until all eight inches were embedded inside me.  Up until now I
had closed my eyes as he entered me but now I opened them wide and smiled
at him as I said "Now fuck me, fuck me as hard and as deep as you like.
Just enjoy yourself."  He started to fuck me slowly and as he did so he
bent down and kissed me on the lips.  He kept on kissing as he started to
fuck me harder.  Soon he said he was going to cum in me if that was OK.  I
said "Yes please I want to feel you cumming deep in me."  I had no sooner
said that than I felt the warmth deep inside me as he exploded a load of
spunk into me.  He kept on shooting more and more until he was empty.  He
lay there for just a moment before his softening cock eased out and he lay
down at the side of me as I lowered my legs.

     He said "That was absolutely fabulous, far better than I imagined it
would be.  I did not want it to end but you were so good I could not hold
back any longer."  I said "Well if we have a rest for a while maybe you
will be ready for round two."  He said "That sounds like a great idea.  I
am sure if I keep looking at you I will soon be hard again but maybe I can
suggest a way to fill in a few minutes.  Why don't we have a swim to
freshen up and maybe get me going again?"  I said I had not brought any
swimming trunks and where could we go for a swim in such a short time.  He
laughed and said "Come with me just as you are now."

     We got off the bed and went back downstairs and he led me through
another door and we were in an indoor swimming pool.  He said "We don't
need any swimming gear in here, I take it you can swim."  We had a quick
shower and then he dived in.  I jumped in feet first and it was great,
lovely and warm but still very refreshing.  He surfaced and swam to me and
hugged me close to him.  I loved this attention and kissed him.  We swam a
few lengths and then rested at the shallow end.  He grabbed my legs and
pulled me under the water for a while.  After releasing me I stood and
splashed water at him and he responded likewise.  We had a great few
minutes until he suggested maybe we should get out and have another shower
to wash off the chlorine and by then he was sure it would be time for round
two in bed.

     After a quick shower we were soon on the bed again and I was again on
my back and he was deep in me.  He fucked me hard and long and this time he
lasted a good twenty minutes before he pushed fully into me and filled me
yet again with his second load of the day.  After resting and him softening
we separated and he suggested we should have a shower to wash off the smell
of sex.  We showered together and then dried off before returning
downstairs and getting dressed again.  He said how much he had enjoyed my
time with him and he certainly hoped we would have another chance to enjoy
each other's company.

     Bob asked me if I supported the team for which he played and I
admitted that I supported them to a small degree but I was not an ardent
fan as I could not afford that, it was beyond the finances of people of my
lowly stature.  He said he was very sorry to hear that but added that if I
wished to attend their next match he would see that I received two free
tickets and that he would personally arrange to see that my visit was a
most enjoyable one.  I said I was very interested and would love to watch
him and the rest of the team play against a top team.  He said their next
match at home was against Arsenal on the coming Saturday and he hoped that
was important enough for me to want to attend.  When I said I would love to
see that match he said he would arrange it.  When I pointed out it would be
hard for me to explain things to my mum he suggested I should make up a
story that the footballers had been at their school recently and there had
been a competition which his friend had won and the prize was for two of
them to attend a forthcoming match as VIP guests of the Club.  He said if I
could arrange for one of my mates from school to come with me we should be
outside the school gates at 2.00 pm and a car driven by his Agent would
pick us up and take us to the match where we would be looked after for the
rest of the afternoon and we would also be driven home after the match, by
private car.  He added that we would need to stay after the match for a
short while but his Agent would take us to the players' lounge where there
would be a chance for a free drink and also a chance to meet the rest of
the team.  I said I would love that to happen and I hoped that in some
small way I could thank him for his generosity.

     He said he should now take me home.  He asked me if I wanted the
journey home in the Ferrari or would I prefer to be taken home in one of
his other cars, maybe the Bentley.  I plumped for another ride in the
Ferrari.  Before leaving his house he handed me two hundred pounds in
twenty pound notes.  I said that was more than I expected and he said in
the world he lives in that was a small amount to pay for the pleasure I had
given him and I must think no more about it but if it made me feel any
better I need not tell anyone else how much he had paid.  I reached up to
him and as he bent towards me I kissed him passionately on the mouth and
that kiss lasted almost five minutes before we eventually broke apart and
we headed towards the Ferrari for the ride back home and to the real life.

End of Chapter 4.

     Your comments would be appreciated.  The younger you are, the better
for me.  Please send them to me at corcega112@hotmail.com