James’s Secret Cabin.
© Alex Carr 2007.

We were together again, in our secret place, in the wooden cabin in the forest. James was the head forester and it was my first year in forestry training - but it proved to be so much more that that, the training of which could be equally as rigorous with the things James wanted me to do.

Sucking cock came naturally now and it had become like a regular ritual. I loved to feel his stiffness penetrate my mouth and even now he was panting to my tongue teasing, circling his red end, I loved to poke my tongue into his p-hole when he writhed with absolute desire.

To taste James was a real sensation, I had grew accustomed to the taste of his cock and the smell of it, like when I topped to let him fuck me, smelling my palms where I had been rubbing up his cock and balls, still smelling the pungency of well seasoned cock.

The first time was the hardest though. When he first introduced me to cock. Showed me how to jerk him and then to anal with him, that first time sucking it, closing my eyes and expecting the worst. Like I would sick up or something, but I soon became wanting of the taste of him, like it was a drug I could not do without

The first time he fucked me was the most remunerable, he told me to go on all fours, even told me it would hurt first time but with the aid of some lubricant he would try to initiate me as easy as he could. Having sucked his cock several times by now I dreaded the thought of it up inside me, how on earth could he get that eight inch monstrosity up my ass!

I held my breath and gritted my teeth, then felt his strong hand grasp the sides of my hips. He was right, The pain was so bad, feeling it deep inside me now, feeling I was going to burst, wanting, yelling for him to stop, but to no avail, I realised there was no way he would stop, I longed for it to end, waited for the signs, his breath faster and faster, the grunts as he came deep and strong into my ass.

Then I was able to relax, feeling it come out, but it still hurt and it must have done for two days or more. But when he wanted me again, I was ready to go through the whole rig moral once more, but it wasn’t like that at all. It didn’t hurt any more, in fact quite the opposite and I felt the wonderful surge of cock and pleasure work into me, even found a way to please him in the way I swayed my ass making him slide in and out of me in different and so exiting ways.

Now being with James secretly is always a joy. Watching him suck me, taking it all into his mouth, then wanking it into his mouth until I came so strong - and for that he would have me over his knee for being such a naughty boy and gave me ten of the best across my perched and ready ass with his rough bare hands, then to finish it off with another deep ass fuck, rougher this time until I yelled.

I remember the time so graphically in my mind when I first smothered him. I held his head