Stonehenge Fuck © Alex Carr.

It brought back memories, taking a ride to Stonehenge. When I was with Stefan - how time flies and how I miss him, he was some guy and made an everlasting impression on me. The fact that he chose to move on had to be a shared decision, he came clean and told me he could not love me anymore because Phil had swept him off his feet. I agreed but hoped at least we could still remain friends - he said fine but that was two years back and I have never heard since he went to Canada to live with this new guy.

But I can still live my dreams, my memories are still there, as if it was yesterday, and I shall never ever forget the first time we visited Stonehenge on a warm misty morning…

Stefan was going through a stage where he was into ancient monuments and had always been curious about Stonehenge, the Druids and all that. But it has never been proven exactly why it was built all those many moons ago.

It was our first real date, we had been together for a week or two but this was the first time we had been out and about together. We took the A303 route which took us to Stonehenge and I enjoyed watching Stefan’s concentration as he drove. He was some special guy and he always had me on heat just to be close to him, it was that intimate, we didn’t talk much on our journey, I passed him a bunch of grapes to pick from and his smile said everything. He wore loose fitting cords, which really suited him, and I just could not resist letting my hand rub his knee and run up his thigh in very slow movements.

He turned and I saw the flush in his face, which told me he was fine with it. So I was in my element, teasing and teasing the inside if his thigh now - it was so divine and to hear the soft murmurs of approval as my fingers reached and bunched him through his cords.

I simply chilled with him, closed my eyes and felt him swell, it was lovely. I guess I was naughty in unzipping him while he was still driving but I just could not resist. I had this urge to suck cock. It was nothing new of course, especially with Stefan. But he knew how much I needed it, pulled over into a secluded lane and switched off the engine.

My hands found him completely and I heard his sigh deeply as I pulled all out from beneath the seam of his boxer shorts. His was quality cock, we moved to the back seat of his four wheel drive as we had done the first time we met in a supermarket car park, his windows were dimmed so we were private, and I managed to kneel before him, so I could really enjoy. I pulled his cords and his boxers down to his knees and just took it all in, standing high to attention before me, waiting to be serviced. His balls were firm and enticing, I bunched them in my fingers, slightly squeezing making his cock throb. Then I made a circle with thumb and forefinger and moved my hand so his cock was between the aperture and slowly lei him slide through feeling the fullness of his prime cock so wonderful and good. I soon wanted the scent of him, the