Date: Fri, 8 Mar 2002 15:15:32 +0000 (GMT)
From: Steve Rose <cutrose40@yahoo.co.uk>
Subject: Soccer Sensation - 13

DISCLAIMER:

This is the third story that I have written and is
based very loosely on my sexual adventures over the
years. The first story 'Old School Ties' gave a
fictionalised account of some aspects of my life
during my school years and after. This one tells the
story of something that happened during my time at
University. If you like the stories let me know as I
have quite a few more that I could tell.

WARNING:

Do not read this story if you are in any way offended
by acts of a homosexual nature.

Do not read this if you are under the legal age for
accessing adult sites.

Always indulge in safe sex.

SOCCER SENSATION


Part 13:  Final preparations

The wait for the final seemed quite long when we won
the semi-final but it quickly came round. We decided
that the best way to ensure that our players stayed
fit and free from injury was to rotate the key members
of the side. This was particularly easy because we
were not in contention for the Sunday league title. I
was pleased with this decision because it eased the
pressure on me in terms of family and College
commitments.

It became even more acute after my aunt suffered a
slight fall and was rushed to hospital with a broken
ankle. I had attended a training session with the rest
of the team. The timing of the training session had
meant that my driving lesson with Joe had had to be
postponed. I had arranged to have a lesson the
following day, but on my return from the training
session, there was a message telling me about my
aunt's accident and I decided that I ought to return
to Suffolk immediately. I spoke to Joe and explained
the situation, which he fully understood. I also went
to the pub and told Chris who equally understood that
this had to have priority over the last league game of
the season. As I was leaving Chris called after me,

"But we need you back and fit for the Cup Final."

"I'll make sure that I am", I replied.

I had not changed out of my soccer kit and decided
that, as the evenings were getting lighter and the
weather warmer, I could save time by driving to
Suffolk in a tracksuit. This way I could just chuck
some regular clothes into a small bag. In less than
fifteen minutes I was on my way and driving through
moderate traffic north and east towards Suffolk. It
was potentially a very pleasant drive but I still did
not feel all that confident about driving through
London. I was really relieved as I got closer to the
outer suburbs and the traffic got much lighter.

I was almost at the point where I normally relaxed
when I saw a figure standing by the side of the road
thumbing a lift. The hitch-hiker was carrying a piece
of card on which was inscribed the word 'Ipswich'.
This was close to where I was going so I began to slow
down. As I got nearer I saw that the person had
flowing long blond hair and, thinking it was a girl, I
was in two minds whether to stop. On the other hand, a
bit of company would be pleasant for the remaining
part of the journey. I decided that on balance I would
stop and indicated that I was pulling up just beyond
the hitch-hiker.  I was glad that I did! The person
that I thought was a girl was in fact a young man
about my own age. He had a pleasant face wreathed in a
relieved smile and he was wearing a bright shirt and
very tight jeans with holes cut in various strategic
points. I opened the door and the hitch-hiker got it.

"Thanks, mate", the young man said, "thought I was
never going to get a lift tonight. Are you really
going to Ipswich? I'm going home for a family birthday
and my mother's family is coming over for the
celebration, so I shall get to see my cousins again.
I'm looking forward to that, they are great guys."

I told the stranger that I was going nearby and he
smiled even more broadly telling me that his home was
in the next but one village to my own. It seemed
strange that I had not met him before but as I had
spent most of my education in boarding school it was
not all that surprising. I introduced myself and the
stranger told me that his name was Tony Graham and
that he was a student at a London music school. Tony
was slouched in the seat next to me and a large bag
lay in his lap and I suggested that he might be more
comfortable if he moved his bag onto the back seat. He
grinned at me and manoeuvred his bag behind him. This
gave me my first real view of Tony and his assets. His
jeans were tight and they bulged in the right places
and one of the holes gave a tantalising glimpse of the
skin of his inner thigh. I would have liked a closer
look but the need to concentrate on driving prevented
this. As we progressed we talked idly about pop music
and I discovered that Tony and my tastes in music were
quite close. In addition Tony was also a classical
violinist, although he had not got his violin with him
at this time.

Tony seemed very laid back and easy going and chatting
to him was a pleasure. I got the occasional glimpse of
his body as we went along and I caught a brief look at
him as he adjusted his bulge in his jeans. As I did
so, and quickly looked away, I noticed Tony smiling at
me and my own prick began to stir inside my football
shorts. I hoped that my growing erection would be
hidden by my tracksuit but Tony was eagle-eyed and
spotted it immediately. He moved straight into action
and moved his hand onto my growing prick as I drove
along. I almost crashed the car but regained control
quickly and looked round to see Tony grinning at me
even more broadly.

Fortunately it was beginning to get dark and there was
little traffic because Tong leaned over and started to
pull my tracksuit bottom down at the front. As he did
so he said,

"I was wondering how I might thank you for this lift.
I'm glad that I've found a way of showing my
appreciation. It won't be the first time - I'm quite
an expert at giving pleasure to helpful drivers!!."

Whilst in no way wanting to miss out on the promised
pleasure, I thought it right to point out that I was
not a very experienced driver and the distraction
might prove too great. I established from Tony that he
had no great pressure of time and so I suggested that
we should find somewhere near our homes where we could
stop and enjoy ourselves. Tony agreed although he did
not stop fondling my hard-on through the tracksuit and
football kit. From time to Time Tony also slipped his
hand inside my soccer shorts and squeezed the spongy
softness of my cut prick head and extracted some of my
clear pre-cum which he licked off his fingers with
enthusiasm.

After about twenty minutes I saw the place that I was
looking for: a secluded lay-by just off the main road.
It was ideal for the purpose we both had in mind
because it was secluded and sheltered from the road by
tall trees. I had stopped before in this spot when I
had needed to piss so I knew that it was quiet. I
turned off the road and drove to an area that was well
hidden and parked. There were no other cars in the
area and the road in front and behind had been clear
as we turned off. I had hoped that we would move into
the back of the car to give ourselves more room but
Tony had other ideas. As soon as the car came to a
halt he reached over and tried to pull my tracksuit
bottoms off, forcing me to lift my arse off the seat
so that he could complete the task. He also pulled my
soccer shorts off at the same time, leaving my prick
and balls fully exposed. I indicated that I wanted to
get access to his dick, which was still encased in his
jeans and Tony leaned back to allow me access to the
huge bulging crotch. I swiftly unzipped his jeans and
he lifted his arse off the seat to allow me to slide
them down. He had no underwear on and soon the largest
cock head I had ever seen emerged into view. The cock
itself was quite short but what it lacked in length it
made up for in circumference. The tick pink shaft was
topped with bright red glans that were half exposed
beneath a thick rubbery foreskin.

More than anything I wanted to suck that cock at that
moment but Tony was too quick for me. After allowing
me to admire the size and shape of his cock for only a
few seconds, Tony moved quickly to ensure that he
could get his mouth onto my prick. I was trapped in
the driver's seat with the door to my back and Tony's
body pressing forward to gain access to my crotch
area. I have been sucked off by many people over the
years but I have to say that Tony was one of the best
and the memory of that oral experience makes me hard
even to this day. Tony began by using his tongue to
lick and tease my piss slit before sliding his
sensuous lips and tongue to nibble down the sensitive
underside of my shaft and prick head. Finally, Tony
took my aching balls into his mouth one by one and
rolled them round coating them with a mixture of
saliva and pre-cum. After a few times of working his
way slowly up and down my rampant prick, Tony slipped
the head between his lips and then swallowed the whole
length into his throat in a single easy movement. Tony
then began to slide his lips up and down my shaft
always being careful to keep my exposed glans firmly
in his mouth so that his tongue could lap around it
and cause even more exquisite pleasure. As Tony
withdrew his mouth from my shaft I began to thrust
upward in an effort to keep myself fully inside his
eager mouth. Tony used his hands to play with my
nipples and balls increasing the luxurious pleasure
that was wafting over me. Tony had a great technique
in that he could bring me to the verge of orgasm but
some sense within him told him exactly when to ease
off. He had obviously learnt how to prolong the wait
and increase the pleasurable pain of the person whose
need to cum was also offset by their desire to keep
the action going for as long as possible. I was so
excited and turned on all I could do was moan and sigh
with pleasure. Indeed during the whole period that
Tony was so expertly sucking my prick I only spoke
once and that was when I knew I could not hold out any
longer. My ragged rasping breathing had already
indicated that I was about to cum in any case but the
need to inform Tony still overwhelmed me. In response
Tony felt for my tightening ball sack and gently
squeezed it as he again deep throated me. He and I
could feel my shaft twitch and swell as the product of
my balls began its final journey. After one
overwhelming throb I felt the tingling relief as my
spunk shot out of my piss slit and down into Tony's
throat. Tony swallowed hard but slowly eased off the
end of my prick so that some of my hot jizz landed on
his tongue and he was able to taste as well as swallow
my creamy tribute. Slowly my orgasm subsided and my
prick began to soften but Tony continued to nurse it
in his mouth until I could stand it no longer and was
forced to remove the now very sensitive prick head
from his oral embrace. My spent prick was still wet
with his saliva but no sign of my ball cream was left
on it as Tony had licked it all off. I leaned back and
we both looked at my fast shrivelling prick lying
across my lower abdomen.

For at least some of the time that he had been sucking
me off Tony had been playing gently with his cock,
milking it of pre-cum. As I looked over at him I saw
the cock hard and red standing up straight from his
crotch. I nodded at him when I felt I was sufficiently
ready to reciprocate the blowjob I had just received
and Tony leaned back in his seat and opened his legs
wide to give me good access. I leaned forward and
began to use my teeth to gently nibble at the rubbery
foreskin that protected the lower half of Tony's
glans. I used my lips, tongue and teeth to lap up the
pre-cum that was lubricating the exposed part of my
new friend's cock head before rolling the remaining
foreskin back off the head. I then proceeded to spread
the clear lubricant down his shaft, nibbling, licking
and sucking as I went. When I reached Tony's balls I
took both of them into my mouth at once and rolled
them around and I could tell he was enjoying this as
he let out a small appreciative scream. I was about to
restart the upward journey with my mouth when Tony
indicated that he wanted me to explore his arse with
my hands as I did so. He had opened his legs wider and
had lifted his arse off the seat to give me better
access and very soon I found the entrance to his hole.
I easily managed to get two fingers in at the first
attempt and soon I had almost the whole of my hand
inside his wide and welcoming shute. As my mouth
worked up towards the bulbous head of Tony's cock my
fingers found his prostate and I felt his cock stiffen
and twitch uncontrollably. With a great effort I
managed to get Tony's large cock head into my mouth
but there was no way I could deep throat him. Instead
I decided to let my tongue tease his piss slit whilst
I used both my hands to wank his shaft and play with
his balls and finger fuck his willing arse hole and
prostate. Given all the activity we had both indulged
in it was not surprising that this treatment
effectively brought Tony to his point of no return. I
was aware that his whole body was getting rigid and
that this was an indication that he was about to cum.
I was aware that he called out a wheezy 'yes' as his
spunk flew into my waiting mouth. It came so much and
so fast that I was almost unable to swallow it all and
a few pearly drops ran out on my mouth and onto my
chin. I quickly gathered these up with one finger and
licked them clean. Tony's ball cream was tasty and too
good to miss but after the initial flood he shot only
a few more drops before he too began to deflate. Like
Tony had done to me I licked his cock clean before he
withdrew it from my mouth and the thick foreskin
rolled back to provide the protective sheath to his
glans as his cock plopped out.

We both lay back looking at each other too exhausted
to speak but content in the knowledge that we had each
given the other great pleasure. Being young, Tony and
I were both quick to recover from our exertions and
soon we were readjusting our clothing and preparing to
leave. Each of us needed a piss before we proceeded
and so we stood side by side urinating into the hedge.
As we were zipping up a police car came into the
lay-by and stopped a short distance from my car. A
stern police officer asked me for my details and
warned me about the illegality of public pissing.
However unable to find anything seriously wrong, he
allowed us to get on our way with just a verbal
warning. As we turned onto the main road, Tony and I
gave sighs of relief; if the police had arrived
slightly earlier it would have been rather more than
public pissing that they would have seen!

I drove carefully away from the scene of our sexual
activity unwilling to give the traffic police any
excuse to stop us again. Once I was sure that we were
not being followed by the police car, I turned and
grinned at Tony,

"Thanks Tony, that was fantastic. I don't know where
you learned how to suck like that but it was quite
amazing."

"My pleasure", replied Tony. "I loved the look and
taste of your prick Steve and you're no slouch in the
sucking stakes either. Pity there wasn't more time I'd
have love to have you fuck me as well!!"

We were approaching Tony's home village was we spoke
and a few thoughts entered my head. I had already
explained about the reasons for my journey and also
established that Tony needed to return to London on
Sunday evening. However I was uncertain when my aunt
would be returning from hospital so I formulated a
plan which I suggested to Tony.

"Look Tony give me your number and if I can I'll see
if we can meet over the weekend or at least I can give
you a ride back to London and we could arrange
something for when we get back. Until I know what the
score is on my aunt then I can't really commit myself
but I do want to see you again soon. If we can't meet
this weekend it'll have to be after the local Cup
Final I'm playing in next weekend."

Tony smiled and nodded,

"I understand, Steve. I want to see you again soon
too. Here's my telephone number, please give me a ring
if you can. Sunday afternoon before we start back
would be good for me if it won't leave you too tired
to drive!!"

We were approaching Tony's home and I slowed down to
let him off at the end of his lane. He got out of the
car and leaned close to me and nibbled my ear as he
whispered his thanks for the journey. He also gave my
prick a gentle squeeze as he got out and to my
surprise I found myself hardening to his touch. Then
he was gone and I drove on to my aunt's house. It was
all in darkness when I arrived and a note indicated
that I should telephone the hospital on arrival. I did
so and was informed that my aunt was OK and that there
was no need to visit immediately. However she was
rather 'confused' and would be kept in overnight or
until alternative longer term arrangements could be
made for her. Satisfied that she would know I was back
home I decided to go straight to bed and drive to the
hospital the next morning.

Next morning I got up early and was at the hospital
soon after nine. I found the ward where my aunt was
and was rather shocked by her appearance. Although her
fall had only resulted in a fracture of her ankle, she
was pale and badly bruised. My arrival did seem to
perk her up a bit and she chatted quite animatedly for
a few moments before dropping off to sleep. I found
the doctor who explained that my aunt would not be
mobile for some time and that she would need full time
care. The hospital could keep her for s few days but I
would have to find an alternative within a short
while. The doctor suggested a nursing home near our
home and I discussed this with my aunt who seemed to
accept this as the best plan. She agreed that I should
contact them and arrange for her admission. Neither of
us realised at the time that this would end up being a
permanent arrangement and that my aunt's remaining
months would be spent in the nursing home. I remained
chatting to my aunt for quite a while in between her
bouts of sleepiness. After I left I telephoned the
nursing home and was more than slightly surprised that
no only could they see me straight away but that they
had a space available. I drove back to the nursing
home and was greeted by the matron who knew my aunt
because of her charity and fund raising efforts in the
area. Finance was not a problem and they agreed that
as soon as the hospital said my aunt was fit to
travel, she could move in. I returned to the hospital
with the news and after consultation with the doctor
it was agreed that my aunt could be moved to the
nursing home on the Sunday morning provided
arrangements were made for her to come back to the
hospital for other treatment. My aunt had listened
carefully to the discussion and seemed satisfied with
the outcome. I also reassured her that on the way to
the nursing home I would ensure that she called in at
the house and took with her any immediate necessities.
I stayed with my aunt most of the afternoon but
eventually my aunt and I ran out of conversation and
she indicated that she was happy for me to leave. I
kissed her lightly on the cheeks ad returned to my
house, driving carefully out of the city and off into
the country.

When I got home I realised I had hardly eaten all day
and so I decided to drop into the local pub and have
something to eat. Before I did I decided to try Tony's
telephone number and when it was answered I heard his
voice. He recognised me at once and I told him I was
free that evening but was going for a drink and
something to eat. He told me he was also going to his
local and suggested that I drive out and meet him
there and then, as he put it, we could see how things
developed. I responded positively to the idea and ran
upstairs for a quick shower and change of clothes
before driving the six miles or so to Tony's village
pub.

The car park of the pub was not very busy so I parked
easily and went inside. I saw Tony immediately sitting
at a table with two pints of beer in front of him. He
waved me over and I went to sit down by him.

"Hi Steve, glad you could make it", Tony said
cheerfully. Then he added in a slightly conspiratorial
tone, "I'm here with my cousin from Austria who's just
getting a drink from the bar. I'll introduce you in a
moment - he's a good guy."

I looked across and saw a great bear of a man standing
at the bar and he looked back towards us and gave the
two of us a big toothy grin. He was about six foot six
inches in height and well built. He lumbered back to
the table and sat down. Tony introduced us saying,

"Steve, I'd like you to meet my cousin, Hans. He
taught me an awful lot when I stayed with him in
Austria four years ago."

Hans stretched a large paw across the table and we
shook hands. I caught the nuance of Tony's remark and
he smiled warmly at me. I wondered where the other
cousins were and as if reading my mind, Tony spoke
again,

"Hans' sisters are at home with my family preparing
for the party tomorrow. We thought it best to keep out
of the way for a bit."

I nodded and explained that I needed to eat as I had
not eaten all day, the house was empty of food and I
did not fancy cooking for myself. Tony and Hans also
thought that having food was quite a good idea. So
were ordered some standard pub grub food and consumed
it fairly quickly, washing it down with a couple of
pints of beer. Over dinner we were able to carry on a
slightly coded conversation about our sexual
activities and I told my new companions about some of
my experiences in London. Tony and Hans both seemed
quite excited about what I told them and Tony was
particularly keen to meet some of my friends. I
indicated that I hoped he would be able to do so soon
after we got back to London and I had played in my Cup
final. I also said that if Hans were ever over in
London he would be more than welcome to stay as well,
although I assumed he would probably stay with Tony.
Hans said that he hoped to be able to visit both of
us. When we had finished eating our meal, Tony looked
up and, taking charge of the situation, began to
speak,

"We could stay here and have some stodgy pudding - or
go back to your place for some creamy desert. What do
you both think?"

Hans, whose English was really quite good, spoke next,

"I think we should go back to your friend's house if
he doesn't mind."

I certainly had no objection tot he proposal and said
so. So we got up and left the pub and I drove the pair
and myself back to my house. In less than ten minutes
we were driving through the gates and up the drive.
Both Hans and Tony were impressed with the sight and
look of the house and with its location, set as it was
in several acres of grounds.

When we arrived I led the way to the main room where
we could relax. I found some drink in the cupboard but
Tony and Hans were anxious to get onto more
interesting activities. Sitting on a sofa opposite me
the two were obviously aroused and there seemed little
point in postponing the inevitable. I went over to
join them and soon all three of us were undressing
each other. I was anxious to see what treasures lay
beneath Hans' blue jeans and joined eagerly in the
stripping off of his clothes. I was quickly rewarded
with the sight of an uncut cock, similar in look and
shape to Tony's but with an even larger head. I now
knew how a fist could so easily enter Tony if in the
past this enormous monster of a cock had invaded his
hole. I was next to be naked and Hans fondled my
already hard prick and exclaimed,

"Oh ja, I like the feel of this dick. The spongy head
is good to play with and suck, but maybe you will want
to fuck my cousin instead? Alternatively, I could fuck
him - I know he loves that - and you could fuck me - I
know I will like that also."

I indicated that that was exactly what I hoped to do
once Tony was undressed. Hans and I proceeded to
complete the undressing of Tony whose cock stood out
in front of him, hard and proud. Hans moved in front
of Tony and in one swift move took the whole of his
cock into his mouth. I moved in to lick Tony's balls
and along the ridge backwards towards his rear
entrance. Tony was soon moaning with pleasure and
encouraging our efforts,

"Oh yeah, Hans suck my cock!! Eat my arse, Steve!! It
feels so good with two mouths working on me."

We continued for quite a while with Tony getting
increasingly excited but Hans, like his cousin, knew
just how far to go without making his partner cum. I
was also enjoying the fun of eating out and tonguing
Tony's hole but I set myself thinking that a double
fuck might be a good idea. I stopped my action for a
moment and grinned up at Tony and Hans,

"Hey, Tony's hole is so big and welcoming, do you
think we could both get our dicks in at one? What do
you think?"

Hans paused and grinned back,

"It might work. Why don't we give it a try?"

Tony added his agreement for us to have a go and so we
attempted to arrange ourselves so that this could be
achieved. I was instructed to wait while Hans lay on
his back and I was placed in such a way that my prick
and Hans cock were sticking straight up in the air.
When we thought we were ready, Tony began to slowly
lower his arse down onto our rigid hard-ons. To my
astonishment Tony swallowed Hans and my heads straight
into his love tunnel and then proceeded to sit further
down until with some effort he was resting his arse
cheeks on our bodies. From this position Tony was able
to ride our dicks as if they were one. He squeezed his
muscles so that our two dicks were pressed hard
together. I could feel the rough exposed head of Hans'
cock as it jerked against the base of my prick head.
Tony was screaming with a mixture of pain and pleasure
and began to ride up and down our rampant dicks. The
position was uncomfortable for all three of us and we
knew that we could not keep it up for too long. My
prick was entrapped between the pressure of Hans' cock
and Tony's arse muscles. This combination proved more
than enough to bring me to the edge and I indicated
with a cry of 'cumming' that I was reaching the point
of no return. Tony made no concessions and pressed
harder and Hans pushed his cock more violently against
my prick. All three of us felt my orgasm as my prick
delivered my spunk deep inside Tony's arse. My jizz
covered the lining of Tony's bowels and lubricated
Hans' cock head. Hans was also getting close to
spilling his load but Tony was even closer and I felt
his arse muscles contract and watched as his cum flew
high into the air and landed on all three of us. The
sight of his younger cousin climaxing in such a
spectacular fashion was too much for Hans and he
became the last of our trio to fire his spunk gun.
Although my prick had softened after I had cum, it was
still trapped by Hans' enormous cock head and I felt
his orgasmic eruption cover my glans and make them
ever more sticky than before. The effect of this
activity was that we were all tired but happy and
Hans' cock slowly but steadily deflated allowing us
both to plop out of Tony's willing hole. Tony looked
relieved and disappointed to be free from our impaling
dicks and thus able to lie back and rest in the
post-orgasmic haze that we all felt.

"Wow, that was brilliant", said Tony, "a double dicked
fuck. Only thought that happened in pornos!! Thanks
both of you!!"

"Ja", chimed Hans, "it really was quite amazing. I
hope we can do it again. Your hole is so big and
accommodating and the feel of rubbing against another
did is really unbelievable. I'm glad you suggested it,
Steve!"

"So am I Hans", I responded, "and thanks Tony for
letting us experiment. You really are a great guy!!"

Tony then made a remark that set me thinking,

"You know what Steve? This would be an ideal location
for an orgy weekend!!"

"Too right", agreed Hans.

I said that I thought that it was an idea worth
considering but my aunt still lived in the house and I
could not see any way that it could happen if she was
still living here. Nevertheless the comments made by
Tony and Hans began a chain of thoughts that would
reach their fruition later in the year but at the time
only the germ of an idea was there. In any case I
needed to rest after the sexual exertions and did not
have the time or energy to think the matter through in
any depth. However the idea was lodged and began to
tae form over the ensuing weeks. After we rested for a
short while when Tony looked at his watch and
indicated that our revels for that evening were at an
end as he and Hans would need to return home.
Reluctantly we all got dressed and I drove Tony and
his cousin back to their house but promising that we
would all get together the next time Hans was over in
the UK. I also agreed a time to pick up Tony for the
return trip to London before I returned home to a
silent and empty house. I was well fulfilled and slept
easily until the morning.

I awoke as always early the next morning and equally
as always had a raging piss hard-on. I hope for a
brief session with Tony on the way back so decided to
postpone any further action until then, contenting
myself with a few tentative squeezes of my prick and
shaft in the shower. I cobbled together some breakfast
and then, as promised, drove back to the hospital to
collect my aunt. We stopped at the house on the way to
the nursing home and, under my aunt's direction, I
gathered her desired possessions and loaded them into
the car. After we arrived at the nursing home I stayed
several hours and helped to settle the old lady into
her new surroundings. She seemed very pleased with
what was on offer and even more so when I was asked to
stay for lunch, an offer which more than pleased me as
well. After lunch my aunt indicated that she wished to
rest and that I no doubt had college work to get on
with. Rarely a demonstrative woman my aunt leaned
forwards and kissed me on the cheek before I left.

I drove back to the house and spent a few hours
working in the silent surroundings. Then I set off to
pick up Tony and drive back to London. I was slightly
disappointed that nothing happened on the way back to
London except for a brief fondling session. I cheered
up, however, when we got closer to London and I
realised that Tony's flat was not all that far from
where I lived. I drove him home and we exchanged phone
numbers before Tony got out of the car. I had hoped to
be invited in by Tony but again was disappointed,

"Sorry not to be able to ask you in but my flatmates
are there and they would object. They don't know I'm
gay. But we'll meet soon. I'll telephone you very
soon. Maybe I could visit your bedsit - and even meet
some of those friends you told me about."

I nodded enthusiastically at the thought and he
grinned back before adding his parting shot,

"And don't forget about the orgy we suggested!!"

"I certainly won't", I replied as I drove back to my
bedsit.


To be continued...

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