Date: Wed, 27 Jun 2012 08:30:34 -0400 (EDT)
From: Julyguy1@aol.com
Subject: Posh James, first virgin guy (Submission)

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Posh James, first virgin guy.

I guess James was one of the most well educated guys I have been  with.

We met through the gay chat rooms - our conversation was slow at first but
gradually it started to become more interesting. I realised that at last
here  was a guy that didn't just want to share things online or on-cam and say
that he  would like to meet you and then, when it came to the crunch didn't
turn up and  you are left frustrated and lost. All those promises and
things talked about  online and how it would be making me really revved up came
to sweet fanny Adams  and all I was left with was a big frustrating heard on
which I had to satisfy  with a good stiff wank.

But James kept to his word and there he was, in the pre-arranged place in a
 local Morrison's car park. He'd told me the number plate to look out for
and  there he was, looking very approachable and just like the image on
screen, not  one of those guys who pretends to be someone else and when you
realise he's not  you are in for a great big shock which is an immediate turn
off.

But somehow James seemed genuine from the start, he was open and honest
about his disability from the onset, and I guessed he would not have mentioned
 that otherwise than he was a genuine looking for fun guy.

As soon as he saw me heading towards his four wheel drive with shaded rear
windows he gave me that wonderful warming smile, a smile which said he
wanted a  relationship like we had spoken about online and how it would make all
the  difference to him, to just come out with someone so to speak and
declare his  true sexuality.

Having gone through that stage myself I quite understood and soon I was
there in the passenger seat beside this guy who was just about ten years my
elder but I felt we were immediately compatible and realised with great
relief  that I could go for this guy big time and I would have absolutely no
hesitation  about sharing sex with him.

"Have you been with a guy before, Pete? He asked looking a little pensive,
"I never asked you before - mot that it makes any difference, but I would
just  like to know."

I said I had a five year relationship with a guy called Danny which ended
about a year ago when he emigrated to Australia and since then I have been  `
guy-less.'

James smiled and looked happy with that, Although I could see he wanted to
ask more questions so I spurred him on; " just ask me, James - if our
relationship it going to work, which I hope it does because I already have a
feel for you, you need to want to feel happy about me before we start anything
 huh?"
He sat there for a bit, then he gulped, looked at me straight in the  eyes
which I liked and asked if Danny used to penetrate me or the other way
around.

>From there I thought the best way was to be entirely honest and pout James
in the picture, so that if he felt we were not compatible after all fair
enough,  we could end it there and then!
"It was Danny who always fucked me from the  start and it grew that I could
not do without his fortnightly visit."

James looked relieved and I soon realised that he wanted to take the male
place; his face went pink when I used the word fuck instead of penetration,
and  I teased him that he was a posh sod.

"I agree" he said, it sounds so much sensual when you use the fuck  word.

He was a shy guy I could see that, he told me the problem was he lived with
 his aging mother and would not like for her to find out he was gay and
anyway it  would be difficult for us to do it in his house.
I told him no problem  because I had the perfect solution, we'd use a place
I rented out for  holidaymakers which I could fit in quite well.

"That sounds perfect, Pete I am so happy to have met you."

"Do you do a lot of jogging, James?" I enquired seeing that he was wearing
 jogging gear.

He blushed again, I liked that about him, it gave me a great thrill that he
 was as a virgin and hadn`t been with a guy before.

"I just thought it would be easier, Pete" he said looking me straight in
the eyes.

"Easier for what?" I teased knowing full well what he meant.

He stuttered and looked awkward, then was my opportunity to go further and
without a further word I simply squeezed him through his joggers. He laid
back  his head, closed his eyes as I rummaged around his lower quarters.

He suggested we move to the back, no one could see us there and he'd put a
screen over the windscreen to keep the hot sun out. He'd thought of
everything,  anticipated what would happen, even down to his joggers, and I loved
the elegant  way about him and the way he spoke with that posh Oxford accent,
the fuck word  will never be the same after hearing him say it.

When we moved snugly into the back seat he whispered he was so glad we'd
met and stroking a very ample hard-on through his joggers he urged me to undo
 the tie on his joggers which I did and gradually lowered them down to his
knees.

"I made sure I washed well" he said as I started to lower his boxer
shorts.  "I wasn't going to wear anything underneath because I thought it would
be easier  that way."

I consoled him, Saying that for me that was all part of the thrill, to
massage him through his boxers then gradually pulling them down to his knees to
 reveal that splendid appendage.

"Hark at me" I said laughing, "I am speaking posh like you now!"

He replied that he didn't mind calling it cock just as long as I didn't
and  I said he smelt sweet and I observed the scent of Dove soap, and then he
told me  he always uses that.

"Perhaps then soon we can shower together and we can use it on each other,
James? "But I knew no matter how much he'd washed himself there that after
I'd  worked on him, after I'd stretched back that uncircumcised cock the
exclusive  scent of cock would be rampant.

And he was well formed alright and I felt no qualms about the thought of
having him deep up inside my ass. For one thing I was crying out for it and
the  other I felt I just could not continue without a real regular fucking
from a guy  like James.

"I have dreamed about fucking bums" he gasped gradually becoming easier as
 I started to suck him. Roiling his balls gently in my hand as I took time
to  sample the taste of cock I had missed so much since Danny

"That is so divine" he said stroking my head with his hand as I started to
 deep suck that cock and get the ambiance of his feel, gently licking it
then and  his balls too, it was coming quite naturally like how it was with
Danny and I  enjoyed it so very much, I love cock sucking particularly and it
always makes me  feel randy and ready for a good deep fucking.

It was almost like he was reading my mind as he puffed and panted, him
asking if I would like fore him to do the same."

Of course and much more I suggested hoping he would take the bait.

He did, I was soon minus jeans and naked and it was really lovely to be
touched and explored again by someone who had never done that with another guy
 before.

It was fun watching him too, seeing his expression as he first took me in
his mouth with a resounding gulp and started sucking away squeezing my balls
 just as I had done to him.

I took his free hand, grasped it and guided it to the cheeks of my ass,
indicating what I would like him to do, teasing my hole around and around. "
That  way will prepare him right for your fuck" I said and he became so fiery
it was a  pleasure.

"I so want that, Pete - if only you knew the nights I have fantasised about
 being with you, ever since we first chatted online.

"Well now it is for real, and you are for real so let's do it huh?"

I was as eager as was he just to feel that first time fuck from James. His
cock was high and I could see it throbbing, that little bend in the middle
that  looked so appealing, I took it in my mouth just once more before we
fucked to  get a last taste of his nectar, then he was massaging it, working
it inside me  as I put myself into an assessable position, leaning across the
back seat, one  knee on it and the other stretched out waiting to feel the
fuck.

It was on at last. All the talk online, all the frustration about those who
 did  not keep a promise and the feel of a guy who really wanted it, his
fuck wonderful and soothing as he easily slipped its seven inch length and I
don't know what girth into me like there was no tomorrow.

He fucked me hard and rough, I liked it that way and told him so, he fucked
 me some more and I felt the stretch each time he pushed it into me deeper
and  deeper, I had the old feeling I'd had with Danny just to be all ass for
this gut  to fuck, to suck, to do whatever he wanted and there was no
problem with that as  I was soon to discover when we next met in my flat/

Watch this space huh?