Date: Sat, 23 May 2015 12:10:29 -0400
From: Rob Willis <robwillis321@hotmail.com>
Subject: Apt 310 - My Final Time

After my gym night with Bill, I took some time away from Bill to
concentrate on my upcoming year for college.  I had to work extra hours to
build up enough money for my books and other things I had needed for
college.  I would still run into him in the laundry room, and we'd chat.
He offered a few times for myself to come upstairs with him for a drink,
but I declined due to the fact that I was overly tired from working extra
hours.  I was still attracted to Bill, but finding the time to be with him
with the school year approaching was waning.  It wasn't until near the end
of August that we'd get together again for a memorable weekend together.

I was once again in the laundry room, that I would bump into Bill.  We
began chatting, and we started talking about mountain biking, and how the
city trails were not as good outside the city.  Bill then mentioned that he
had property outside the city, that he goes to on the weekends that had
great mountain biking trails around the area.  He suggested that if I was
interested, that we go and check them out.  I was a bit uneasy about this
considering that it would just be me and him.  However, I thought that this
likely may be my last time I spent with Bill for quite some time, as
college was outside of the city, and I would have little time to come back
and visit him.  Additionally, the thoughts raced through my mind of the
fact that it would be only me and him there and god knows what could be in
store for myself after our gym experience. I took him up on the offer, and
agreed to go with him that weekend.  I would meet Bill in the parking lot
of the apartment early Saturday morning.  I loaded my car up with my
mountain bike and clothing for the weekend.  I told my parents that I was
going to a friend's cottage for the weekend and wouldn't be home until
Sunday.  I would follow Bill's pickup truck for about two hours outside of
the city.  We drove through some highways before pulling off on a dirt
road.  The area was surrounded by trees.  We would pull off on another dirt
road, driving to the end of it which had a fence.  Bill hopped out and
unlocked the fence. There was a bit of uneasiness setting in as the area
was quite secluded.  Finally driving a little ways down the driveway, we
came to a clearing with a cottage, surrounded by trees.  A few meters away
there was an embankment that led down to a rustling river.  We unloaded our
gear from the vehicles.  Entering the cottage, it was quite simple.  There
was one main bedroom.  There was a bathroom with an old fashioned bathtub,
and a small shower stall.  The kitchen was small, and the living room and
dining room were altogether in one room.  There was a window that
overlooked to the river.  I joked to Bill about whether there was any wild
animals in the area.  He stated only late at night would the occasional
animal stray about, before giving me a wink.  We decided to get ready for
the ride.  We changed into our riding, and geared up.  The day was quite
hot.  There was lots of sun, but thankfully not much humidity.

Bill would lead the way.  We took a trail that ran alongside the river.  It
was perfectly carved out.  We took the trail for quite some time.  It was
beautiful and serene.  There was a couple of times when I looked about that
I saw some wild animals, including what I thought was a deer.  We never
came across anybody else.  It was almost like it was just me and him in the
world.  We would follow the trail till we got to clearing.  I could hear
the rustling of the water.  From the clearing, there was a small waterfall
that we had passed previously which I could see in full view.  The river
widened quite a bit.  There was a beach with some rocks.  The water was
quite clear and blue. It was very picturesque.  We decided to stop for a
break.  The sun was beaming down on us and we were quite sweaty. I unpacked
some fruit in my knapsack for us to eat.  Jokingly I had a banana with
myself, and I teased Bill my looking like I was deep throating it.  We
laughed, and he remarked at how bad I was.

We sat there on the beach, admiring the view.  It was then that Bill got up
and decided to do something outrageous.  He stated that we cool down.  I
offered some water, but he had other ideas.  Bill began to strip down out
of clothes.  I remarked asking if he was crazy.  He said nobody was around
and nobody rides any of these trails or comes down this river.  I asked how
he knew this.  He stated that nobody has property alongside the river
except himself.  Again, I didn't trust him.  Still Bill had no inclinations
and he stripped down naked.  He ran into the river.  I asked if he was
worried about anything in the river.  He said there was nothing to worry
about.  He swam quite away out and called out for myself to join him.  I
was quite scared, thinking of whether somebody might actually be watching.
Again, he assured me there was nothing to worry about.  I decided to heck
with it, and stripped down naked out of my riding gear.  I ran into the
river.  I could feel the cold rush of the water, instantly giving me
goosebumps.  However, after getting waste and shoulder deep, it was
refreshing.  We swam around the river.  I acknowledged Bill about how was
right and that it was indeed cooling.  I dipped my head into the river, to
get my hair wet.  The water level was deep, but enough that it wasn't a
struggle.  We decided to swim to the small waterfall.  We would soak our
hair from the waterfall, including the refreshing feeling.  I was enjoying
the moment.  It was then that Bill gave a glance to me, with a smile.  He
stated that he was happy that I came up here with him.  I acknowledged this
as well to him.  Bill swam over to me and then embraced me.  We bobbed up
and down in the water, and it was then that Bill gave me a kiss.  He kissed
me deeply.  I felt his tongue caress mine.  We held each other body to
body.  I could already feel our cocks intertwining, erect and hard already
from the passion.  I didn't care if anybody saw us.  I was in the moment.

We decided to swim back to shore and got out of the water.  I was horny
from our moment and wanted Bill right there and then.  However, he stopped
me, saying to save my energy for later on.  We dressed ourselves again, and
started the ride back to the cottage.  All in my mind, I was thinking of
what was in store later on.  I was horny the whole ride back.  We got back
to the cabin, and went inside.  Bill would lead me inside and we went to
the bathroom.  Bill started running water into the old tub.  He instructed
me to strip down and hop in.  I obliged.  I got into the tub, which
surprisingly was quite roomy.  Bill grabbed a sponge from a cupboard, and
lathered it with soap from the tub.  He sat beside the tub, and then began
to wash me down.  It was heaven.  I closed my eyes, enjoying my bath.  I
was relaxed, and calmed down.  Bill finished bathing me, and left the room.
He came back with a nice white robe, and told me to wear it and to go to
the bedroom and wait for him.  I changed into the robe and went to the
bedroom.  There was a nice bed in the bedroom.  A nice king sized bed, with
a old fashioned railings.  I laid down on the bed.  I waited for Bill.  I
could hear the shower running from the bathroom.  I waited, thinking of
what was in store.  Ten minutes later, Bill strolled in, wearing a white
robe as well.  Bill instructed me to lay down on my stomach.  I followed
his lead.  I watched as he drew the drapes down, darkening the room a bit.
Bill went into his drawer, and grabbed some candles.  He lit them with
matches.  He then grabbed an incense stick and holder.  He lit the incense
stick.  I smelt the aromas already permeating from the candles and incense.
It was a nice lavender aroma that relaxed me.  Bill then grabbed from the
same drawer a bottle of oil.  I knew what was in store.  I remarked, asking
if this was special treatment.  Bill stated it was only for special people.
I closed my eyes, laying on the pillow, waiting for what was in store.
Bill would stroll over to the bed.  He got me to bring down my robe all the
way to my buttocks.  I then felt the tingle of oil being poured onto my
body.  I couldn't tell the smell, but it smelled tropical, possibly a
mixture of coconut and pineapple.  I then felt Bill's hands.  He massaged
my shoulders, neck, and back.  I was in heaven.  The passage was a mixture
of deep to relaxing.  I moaned and remarked about how good he was doing
this.  Bill chuckled, saying that schooling paid off for this.  Oil was
then poured onto my legs, and Bill massaged my legs and feet.  My body was
in completed relaxation.  Bill then pulled the robe off exposing my
buttocks.  I felt the oil being poured on it.  Bill then massaged my butt.
I felt his hands all over.  I then felt his fingers begin to massage my
hole.  I felt myself getting hard underneath.  I was in ecstasy.  It was
then that Bill pried my cheeks after.  I felt the whiskers of his moustache
tickle my butt, and then felt the warmth of his tongue on my hole.  I
moaned in pleasure.  He tongued my hole, slowly rimming around in circles.
I wanted Bill badly to do more.  It was then that he poured a dab of oil
onto my hole.  He then pulled an object out of one of the pockets of the
robe.  He lathered it up with the oil.  I then felt this object press
against my hole.  It then slid inside and Bill began to use this to fuck my
hole.  I moaned loudly in pleasure.  After a few more times, Bill then left
it there.  I was a bit worried, and asked if there was a problem.  Bill
then told me that it was a butt plug, and not to worry and joked that it
wasn't stuck there forever.

Bill then instructed to turn over on my back.  I turned over, exposing my
hard and erect cock.  Bill then poured oil on my chest, dripping a little
only my cock as well.  His hands went to massaging my chest and stomach.  I
continued to moan, more for being horny this time than the relaxation.  I
could feel the pressure of the plug, which seemed to somehow got my cock
harder.  It was then that Bill's hands worked it's way to my cock.  He
stroked it, massaging my testicles in the process as well.  I moaned from
this.  It was then that Bill then lowered his mouth around my cock.  He
tongued the head my cock in circles.  I moaned with pleasure.  He then
began to suck me.  I moaned even louder.  I thought I was going to burst
into his mouth, but seemingly the plug prevented me from this, controlling
my urges.  Bill would stop, and then opened up his robe.  I watched as he
poured oil down his chest, letting it run down his body.  I knew what he
wanted.  I got up onto my knees, and began to massage his chest, rubbing
the oil in.  It glistened his skin and his body hair in the candlelight.  I
noticed on Bill's cock, that he had a cock ring on it.  It was black, with
studded jewelry around it.  I put some oil on my hands, and then began to
stroke his cock.  I got Bill erect, and his cock felt harder than ever.  I
asked what my daddy wanted.  Bill remarked that I should know.  I knelt
forward and began to suck his rock hard cock.  I tasted the oil in my
mouth.  It tasted just like pineapple and coconut.  I cradled his balls
which were quite hard as well.  Bill moaned in pleasure, leaning his head
back.  He then began to fuck my mouth, holding my head and shoving his cock
deeper.  A few times I choked.  Bill then pulled away, and instructed me to
get on all fours.  I was panting in pleasure like a horned up dog.  I felt
as Bill slowly pulled out the butt plug.  It exposed my gaping hole.  Bill
would put some oil on his cock.  He then slid his cock immediately inside
my butt and instantly started to fuck me.  I moaned loudly in pleasure.
Bill went to town on my hole.  I saw as he slid off his robe, while he was
still inside me.  His cock went as deep as it could, and I could feel a
lovely warmth as he was inside me, which I could only assume was something
to do with the massage oil.  I stroked my cock, while he fucked me and it
wasn't long before I sprayed my cum onto the sheets below.  I moaned loudly
as I orgasmed.  Bill wasn't done though.  Bill turned me over onto my back,
pushing my legs into the air.  He bluntly remarked that he'd make me cum
again.  I felt as he shoved his cock again into my butt.  He began to fuck
me.  I continued to moan, and unbelievably even after I had came, I was
still hard from this all.  I moaned in pleasure.  Bill leant forward, and
began to kiss me deeply.  Our moans were muffled from our tongues playing
with each other.  Bill piledrived his cock into my butt. I then told Bill
that I wanted my daddy to cum inside me.  He asked if wanted this.  I urged
him on stating I want my daddy to cum in me.  I repeatedly stated cum in me
daddy.  I could hear Bill begin to moan louder and louder.  He would then
lean forward kissing me deeply, and I could feel his cock inside me begin
to rumble and gyrate.  Bill pulled his mouth away, and let out a loud moan,
and I felt him ejaculate his warm cum inside my ass.  I felt him orgasm
almost eight times.  It was at this moment that I came as well, though not
as much, spraying my cum onto my stomach.  Bill collapsed ontop of me.  We
held each other.  It was then that I told Bill that I was going to school
in the fall and that I wouldn't be able to see him as much.  He told me
that he understood, and that I had a long future ahead of myself.  I told
him that I would try to visit when I had the opportunity.  He said that was
fine.

We could get dressed back into our robes.  I could feel some of Bill's cum
run out of butt onto my leg, so I went and had a quick shower to wash
myself off.  Bill fixed us a meal and we conversed again about college.  We
talked over a few beers later that evening further, before going to bed.
We didn't have sex that night, and simply held each other.  The next day,
we returned to the city.  It would be the last time I saw Bill.  I would be
off to the college the following week.  I would communicate with Bill via
e-mail a few times, letting him know about college life.  When I returned
home during Thanksgiving and Christmas, I found that I had no ways of
meeting up with him.  Additionally, I hadn't had any return e-mails from
Bill.  I had figured that whatever we had was over.  I returned home after
my first year, and I had noticed that on the tenant board that Bill's last
name was no longer on Apt 310.  I didn't see his pick up truck in the
parking lot either.  I figured he had moved.  However, when I got home, my
mom stated that I had received a package in the mail.  It was a small box,
and it had no return address on it.  I took it to my room and opened it,
not believing what I saw.  It was a cock ring, white in color with diamond
studs on it.  Attached was a note: Thank you - Bill.  I chuckled about
this, and said in my head thank you Bill.  You opened my world up in ways
that I didn't think was possible.