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Bedtime Story: When I first moved to London 20+ years ago, ..
🕑 Added 2022-05-13 16:11:01 +0000 UTC Bedtime Story: When I first moved to London 20+ years ago, I had to go home to move stuff & finish off/sort a successor for one of my jobs. At a party one night, a hot twink I’d been shagging was lining me up with his mate, who hadn’t even arrived yet! All the guys knew him & apparently I was exactly his type, so they all repeatedly told me. He was ~18 & I was ~27. He kept being delayed by work & I was given regular updates on him whether I wanted them or not. Looking back, it feels like some sort of conspiracy! Eventually he arrived and he was just stunning. Yeah he was ridiculously beautiful but he was also one of the most happy, positive, energetic yet gentle people I’ve ever met. Everyone there seemed to adore him, even though he was unassuming & behaved ‘guy next door’. And he was seriously interested - as was I! We sat outside snogging for hours as everyone slowly came out and joined us. He’s the sort of person people gravitate toward, even if that’s not really what he wants. So at the end of the party I took him home. Well, I say home… I was staying at my brother’s place. Fortunately he’s also gay & had a spare bedroom full of my furniture, which he’d just inherited in my move. I was allowed to bring guys home cos his house - like most Australian houses - has thick walls & his bf didn’t mind. And there’s another “but”… I worked with a doctor who I’d persuaded, using my knowledge of medical ethics, to prescribe some viagra. This was when it was rare & impossible to get a script for. Altho I knew her, I still had to provide a reason so I made up an infallible one… So I had a boy, a bed and some viagra to play with all night. He knew I was taking it as an experiment and my god, did it work!! It was like being 15 again, when you couldn’t stand up in maths class. Everything made me rock hard & it stayed that way! And being 17 he wanted to be fucked over & over again, which took longer each time but he didn’t just love it, he was in complete ecstasy! He was pretty new to it all so wanted to try every position in every way. We had straight vodka before bed & I might’ve let him fuck me… I can’t remember. Blocked out mental trauma, prob. We just kept fucking & fucking & cumming didn’t stop us for long, if at all. He crossed off his entire wish list that night & his cock & hole were red raw by morning. I can still picture his cock like it’d been in a cock fight. We got no sleep & nor did my brother & his bf apparently. Oops. It was an unforgettable night of purest lust. I saw him each time I went home for years & somewhere below are 2 stories of us in central Australia. Go find them! These pics are him - love bites by me.
