but with Mike whispering for him just to chill out and take it as it came. He was trying his very best to be a good fuck for Mike.

It would just take a few more fucks to squeeze his cum out, “Martin, you could give me that eh? Just a few more thrusts, I will be less rough promise.”

Martin took a deep breath, gritted his teeth and told Mike it was okay. To go ahead and immediately he felt the surge again, but perhaps a little less painful, perhaps his hole had adjusted now. He wanted that. He wanted to take and enjoy Mike’s stiff cock in all ways. He closed his eyes and let Mike take him now, until he heard his quick response, the gasp and the panting and he knew he had cum inside, now his hole was quite numb and well pumped up.

Now he was well and truly initiated Mike took every opportunity to take advantage of his younger companion. He was around each evening to take his dose of ass and by the end of the week Martin had experienced everything that Mike could dish out. He had been tied, handcuffed, dressed in women’s clothes (another one of Mike’s turn-on’s). In fact he had even enjoyed the dressing up in skirt, thong, stockings and suspender belt bit. It somehow made him feel more alluring to Mike and at last he was just about stretched enough down under to take Mike’s always hard cock without pain - so he could really enjoy his fucks - plus the pre fuck when he was loving the taste of cock and the feel of firm balls. He could not get enough of cock suckling either way; to suck Mike as he was sucking him was heaven on earth. The way Mike did things with his hands and fingers to manipulate his balls and his cock inside his mouth, looking down and seeing his cheeks bulging with his hardness was good enough but to feel the firm suction of Mike’s mouth was something apart. Almost as if Mike was going to swallow him, and when he came he came strong. Mike had no problem with that, having his cum spatter all over his face and his mouth - “now you do the same, young Martin.” Mike issued and so it was in for a penny, in for a pound, but more like in for a mouth full of Mike’s surging white cum as he nearly gagged on it.

Martin’s life was livening up like never before and all the time, meeting Mike in the evenings, he wondered what was coming next. With his ass well spanked, his hole well used now he was actually thriving on Mike’s attention and hoped it would go on forever and ever. Now it was quality sex all the way and it really did feel so good. Now he felt well initiated in all respects and could take Mike in any way. He especially enjoyed it pivoted on Mike’s stiff upright cock, which gave him the rare ability to be in charge and manipulate the movements and control the thrusts deep inside. He found delight in going out in Mike’s fishing boat too; when he discovered that catching mackerel was just not about fishing. Martin soon discovered a delightful fantasy that Mike wanted to act out with him. So when Mike told Martin to step into this square storage unit, completely naked he was at a loss as to what Mike had in mind. But was he in