Date: Fri, 11 Dec 2009 21:24:03 +1100
From: The Pin <lawrencebradman@gmail.com>
Subject: The Rivals 3

This was going to be very hard, it was two years since I'd seen
him.....that was when I left him after sitting my "O" levels. Since then
I'd been introduced to the bottom rungs of the family business, now I had
my own car, I still lived with my parents but this suited me fine for at
home with them I was at least spared the approaches, those hands that
furtively sought to grope me in the passage ways, the tense muttered "do
you want it?" in the public toilets and in Pubs, the lingering glances from
solitary men - I knew I was a highly sought after item alright, but I just
wasn't interested, a large part of my emotional make up had been left
behind at school where a special someone remained to sit for "A" levels.
Try as I might, I just couldn't ignore those secret hours of pleasure we'd
shared, I had so loved the attention he gave me, the joy at his arousal as
I lay spread for him and then, those kisses, there was real tenderness
there - I knew this and much as I hated to must face the fact that without
him life was just...drab!...and oh so lonely....

Then I got the 'phone call, the voice was faintly familiar and as he spoke
my bitter memory flashed back to the occasion when stricken and humiliated
I had stood and watched as my lover skilfully thrust again and again into
those buttocks as the flaxen angel writhed beneath, and I softened - for
what had followed cemented a mutual bond that now I found, still endured.

"Pretty tough wasn't it?" he began sympathetically

Here my ears pricked up at his use of the past tense, and then

"Can't speak now but meet me this evening?" and he named a well known West
End Pub.

Curious beyond imagining I turned up, there in a corner I spotted a
ravishing young man, blue eyes lit up as he gestured me over, and heads
turning as I made my way to his table I sat and he began

"Hey, great news!  We are together, I'm back with him - he started work up
here two weeks ago and, and there's more...."

here he paused uncertain before

"He says xxxx (mentioning a certain someone) is up here too - AND he
reckons that someone is VERY lonely!"

Oh wow!  But then I thought what if he wasn't interested any more - it had
been two years after all, and, and, there must have been someone else, all
the younger boys fancied him, some would probably open their legs - I
thought viciously.  Loneliness, despair, insecurity can make one bitchy I
realised...but then, soothingly

"Look, I've been given his 'phone number at work, why don't you just give
it a go, can't do any harm, just to say 'hello' can it?"

Overwhelmed, my face crumpled and embarrassed beyond belief, I turned away.
Sympathetic silence, then...a stranger's voice

"Now sweetheart, that's not very nice is it - look what you've done?  He's
lovely!  So how COULD you do it?

Blinking I saw a kindly man in his fifties remonstrating with my fair
companion, it was a horrid misunderstanding so pulling myself together got
out

"No, no it wasn't HIM - I'm just...happy, I've been missing a ....special
friend!...and I'm a little bit scared, that's all, it's been so long that
I....."

Blushing red the stranger hastily withdrew saying as he went

"Oh dear, sorry, me and my mouth, look just GO for it, at your age life is
to be experienced, don't hide - just GO for it!"

I think I needed that, we both finished up and left together as ignoring
wolf whistles we sauntered along the Soho pavements until, by mutual
consent Hyde Park beckoned.  Here, strolling through the rose garden, on to
Peter Pan's statue and there among the thick greenery, without a word we
melted into each other's arms, kisses exchanged, hands began the serious
business of pleasuring as urgently, desperately we faced each other, then
heads bowed upon shoulders intent on orgasm we silently worked away, only
minutes passed before intent upon the penis I was so eagerly masturbating I
saw the first jet appear.  Shudder after shudder passed through us as first
one and then the other shot his milky streams on to the lush grass and
then, after a thoughtful pause

"We needed to do that didn't we, now I think that settles it, we really CAN
be friends?"

"Yes," I agreed, "we've just loved each other a tiny bit, that's called
sharing and I know from now on we can rely upon each other - and I SHALL
use that 'phone number!"  We shared a long kiss.

For security we remained together as we left that Park, wistful looks
followed as we went and acutely aware of our attractiveness neither wanted
to chance it!  Certain rape averted, I watched as the ravishing youth got
into his Taxi, headed in the other direction I hailed another and inwardly
calm at last, headed home.

It took several attempts before I got through, then that dear
voice...enthralled I said nothing, so intent was I just on listening
"Hello" again

Then from me "Is that you?" - stupidly

A gasp, followed by silence "He must be thinking of ways to brush me
off...oh God, what shall I do if...." I began again "Do, do you want, could
we, I mean...you are probably too busy but....I ...oh sorry, I didn't mean
to ..." and helplessly I began to sob....

"Elf!"

The name electrified me, loving memories flooded in and my sobbing ceased

"Elf, little elf - how are you?  Where are you?  Can you meet me here for
lunch?

Self consciously I waited, clutching my new raincoat for security I twisted
it first one way then the next, here I was standing in the foyer of a major
record company and this was different, many men went by and the glances
were admiring, downright appreciative, long lingering looks sized me up
until I began to blush - and then I realised, this was a famous record
company that, rumour said - favoured people...like me!  As I relaxed an arm
was placed around my waist and a familiar dear voice said

"We haven't got long little one, I have to be right back but look, here's
my home 'phone and address - Friday after next - it's the Bank Holiday
isn't it?  Would, would ..you be free...I mean...I could meet you at
Notting Hill Gate Station" and he named a time.

Stunned, overcome with relief I didn't even object when, in full view he
brushed my lips with his - and was gone.  Snatches of raucous banter
followed my teetering exit

"Lucky dog, you! Where did you find that little dish? God, he's to die for!
Talk about fast worker! Have you had him yet?"

I blushed but reassured, brim full of anticipation I blossomed, at home
bewildered if relieved, parents glanced amazed at one another, nine days to
go, eagerly I anticipated, secretly I made preparation and finally that
morning arrived and greatly daring off to work with overnight bag packed
and eager.

Tube Stations can be dangerous places, luckily it was early evening and
busy with rush hour passengers largely intent on getting home, still though
I had to fend off various advances until, dead on time - there he was.
Smiling I stood there gazing up at him beneath lowered lashes and noting
his glance

"I packed this, just in case, I mean - I didn't know if you would want me
to, but just in case..." I trailed off.

He didn't say anything (later admitting that he couldn't, the sight of me
had released such a flood of feeling), instead he looked me over
wonderingly and taking me by the arm, led me up the steps....I'd never
considered Notting Hill friendly, this evening it danced, shop windows
flashed and glowed their approval and the sky, the sky melted with pinks
and blues, now we came to the block where he lived, here he hesitated then
boldly confronting the Porter - introduced me as a school friend, knowingly
the old man looked - and smiled.  Key in door and now with arm possessively
around my waist - he let me in, now perched on the sofa I felt supremely
awkward, so much time had passed, had I changed too much for him?  He
seemed much the same only bigger, perhaps stronger as he stood staring at
me, a minute probably passed and then, wonderingly

"You know, I kept those memories, I treasured them, they got me
through....but it was wrong, so wrong, the reality is so much better - you
have grown, I once had a lovely boy, now, now, I have a raving beauty, you
have matured into a lovely youth, the sort that the poets raved about, so
lithe, slender, graceful, every inch of you is made for love, my little
enchanter - Elf!!" ...his voice broke and blinking he reached out for me as
shakily I got to my feet and stumbled into his arms.  Hunger, two years of
hunger and the kiss said it all, firm hands pressed me to him and
blissfully content now I admitted his tongue, this was what I had been
dreaming of, now I knew for certain - he WANTED me and nothing else
mattered! Whimpers broke from me as passions intensified, feverishly I
tried to divest my clothing, item by item I managed to wriggle free until
naked I stood before him, there was a moment frozen in time as seemingly
spellbound he let his eyes roam until

"Enchanting Elf, it's been so long, so long...."

I knew what he meant, in fact I probably had a better idea than he did
because prepared, I now reached for my bag and from it withdrew a special
item, not Vaseline oh no, this was something special, not only would it
lubricate but the headily scented unguent contained a mild anaesthetic (my
little blond friend had confided in me this secret), not only would it
facilitate initial entry but it would also permit serial penetration!
Another important bonus, anaesthetic upon his penis would desensitise him
and prolong each session indefinitely.... So, with now shaking fingers I
scooped a measure from the jar and looking my lover full in the eyes,
smiling I softly masturbated it into his penis.  Next, I offered him the
container, and standing with hand on out thrust hip proffered him my pert
buttocks, eagerly he scooped a load and first lightly fingering my entry he
then plunged fingers up, up into my eager passage, here he lingered while
involuntarily I cooed, bucked and thrust, remembered pleasures returned and

"Oh God, it is so lovely having you feel me again, just take your time, I
want it to be good for you too....oh yes, that's it, its lovely,
lovely....."

and I let him touch me up secure in the knowledge that his feelings for me
were if anything stronger than ever.  Inevitably, I found myself needing
IT, the teasing of his fingers gave but an inkling of what pleasure lay
ahead and gently but firmly I said

"I think that is just enough, you've got me nicely aroused now and I'm
ready for it, please, please will you....take me now, please?  I'm feeling
so randy....."

"Beautiful Elf, lovely enchanting Elf..... I feel as if I'm coming home..."

Now he had me place hands on wall, forward leaning with outthrust buttocks
and parted legs as I waited for the yearned for pressure, here it came,
slowly he leaned into me as softly parting the entrance his swollen penis
sank inch by inch into my eager depths. Now I whimpered, the joy, relief,
reassurance I felt took over and reaching back and up I clasped his loving
head to mine, there pressed tightly together he began to take me, slowly,
firmly he progressed, now speeding up as receptive I thrust and gyrated
eager buttocks, the full tight feeling as he plunged my depths brought me
to even greater arousal and

"This is incredible..you are so gloriously tight down there - oh, that
means that you haven't...?"

"No" I managed to gasp "I haven't done it with anyone, I've had to get by
on memories, I hope you like me like this?"

"You are already sensational - this is, what more can I say"

and we resumed, time went by, it must have got dark outside but we hadn't
turned the lights on, steadily he did it to me while gloriously happy I
savoured each thrust, each little moan he gave, and finally, the gasping
incredulous culmination

"Elf!" Hissed out "Oh Elf, Elf, Elf!"

with each and every shudder as his loins paid me homage and my anus filled
with his joyous offering!

Morning was a special joy, I woke to find an arm protectively around my
shoulder, there I lay safe secure and with the knowledge there would be no
interruption.  Now I knew I had retained his affection through the
intervening years, in deed from his performance he appeared even more
attentive than before and now stirring, there lay my lover slowly blinking

"So you aren't just a gorgeous dream?"

and I pouted as the blush rose to my cheeks.  Later that afternoon I lay
stretched upon the couch, as casually and with no haste he began to slowly
undress me, now and then he would stop to savour what he saw and then
shaking his head in wonder, would proceed to the next stage.  Eventually,
sexily I lay available before him and still feasting his eyes he said
musingly

"You could be one of those fashion models you know, you have that elegant
build, you are about the right height - and your features, well - they are
ravishing!"

Giggling I replied, "Go on, I know what you're after!  Besides, I bet I
couldn't match up to those girls you share this with (he had three female
flat mates, absent now on holiday)!"

Now he started to caress me, then thoughtfully he paused and said

"Well, I wouldn't be too certain about that" and he marched out of the room

Naked and left to my own devices I slowly began to masturbate, immersed in
pleasure I heard him say

"Now that's a sexy sight, but let's see what we've got here...."

What he had was a selection of items, and eyes wide I surveyed the haul,
stockings, panties, suspender belts, a bras and even what appeared to be
suitably sized heels!  Fascinated I accepted his offer, first languidly
drawing on a pair of fishnet stockings, I felt his hands running up and
down my legs.  By now, feeling incredibly sexy I carefully chose panties,
these I wriggled into but before he could get his hands on me I'd already
turned to fasten on suspenders, the bras, well, for amusement I slipped it
on, small cup size and all it seemed to complete the picture,
except...standing I slipped my feet into the heels and then carefully
stepping forward began to swing my hips.....A gasp and a choking sound
rewarded my efforts, mute, and stunned there he sat - adoring.

"You are an absolute vision, your colouring, that hair cut, Liza Minelli
would kill for them....." silence

Then, gently taking me by the hand he led me to the girls' bedroom and
stopping by the dressing table weakly gestured.  Here I was on comfortable
ground, with two tolerant sisters, I had been able to experiment and, a
dash of mascara here, bit of rouge there, full gloss lipstick carefully
applied and - I was 'hot to trot' as the saying goes!  Stammering and in
awe my admirer drank me in - then I suspected what he had in mind - and it
was wonderful!  In eager anticipation we searched, trim mini skirt,
matching top - and we were ready.  By now reassured and confident of my
lover's affections, nothing would stand in my way.  Casually I swayed down
the hall, smiled and nodded to the old Porter then out we were in the
afternoon sun.  Suddenly it occurred to us both - now there was nothing to
stop us, previously something as basic as holding hands had been
unthinkable, but now shyly I reached out and eagerly, I felt his hand grasp
mine, slowly we walked, me snuggled against him as with firm fingers he
caressed my hand in his.  Oh the joy of being out and about, eager to
flaunt him for the world to see while he, obviously besotted, clasped me to
his side.  It was with a warm fuzzy feeling I noted the tolerant smiles,
the admiring glances as we sauntered through the streets of Notting Hill
until, going full circle back we were, in through the main doors and
reaching the old Porter's cubby hole heard softly

"Please accept my congratulations Sir..."

Flushed with pleasure and gratitude I gave him a heartfelt smile - and blew
him a kiss.  His face lit up.  Now back in the flat, trembling with
excitement we stood facing one another, both knew what would happen next
but neither did either want to rush anything, eagerly we surveyed each
other, me savouring his casual strength and good looks he doubtless
drinking in my wraithlike figure and finely chiselled beauty.  It seemed
forever until slowly he began to undress me, eyes shut I stood there
feeling the garments fall away until stockings and suspenders alone
remained, now he bent and taking me up in his arms, carried me to his
bed. Brief preparations made, there he took me as with long legs wide apart
and hips raised I let him enjoy me, I had forgotten my makeup, this of
course was also turning him on since rather than appearing feminine - it
actually served to accentuate my elfin features (or so he claimed!) so, it
wasn't an attractive youth that panted beneath him, he imagined himself to
be servicing some enchanted creature of legend.  Not that I minded - so
long as he didn't overlook my penis of course!  Now he lifted my long
stocking clad legs higher still so that leaning forward with penis still
thrusting inside me, he was able to reach my lips.  So carried away with
yearning and desire was my lover that steadily as he reamed my buttocks for
the duration of that session - he never removed his lips from mine!  Oh
God, let me keep on - I don't know how many times he's had me tonight, I
should be sore but that cream is working, oh the joy of being enjoyed, he
definitely wants me now, I'm just waiting for him to say it....and oh, yes,
yes!  I'm not going to get dressed tomorrow, what's the point?  He can just
reach out - and have me there and then, oh yes, that's what I'll do - I
never thought that...it would be like this, even....better much....better
than before, where does he get the energy from?  Oh, oh, oh....glory,
again!

Last day of the Bank Holiday, soberly dressed and my few items packed I
stood in the lounge, we both knew the time had come, for a short while at
least but that for us now, it was a beginning, neither would tolerate any
interruption, both knew deep within that each had the partner they sought,
both gladly looked forward to a future together.  And at last the words
came"

"Elfin one, the time's come hasn't it, we both have something to say to
each other, haven't we?  I'll go first if you like so here it is: I know I
love you, is there any way you can come around to somehow, well - share
life with me?"

Simply put I felt the yearning build up to burst out as

"Please, please that's all I want, nothing more, just please...kiss me?"

so bending his comely head and pressing lips full on mine, from the doorway
we heard a female voice

"Why - he's LOVELY.....aren't you going to introduce us?