anonymous: The Memoirs of a Voluptuary

"It's right in now! I'm going to fuck, said Bob, and he threw one leg over mine while he began to thrust backwards and forwards, sending his member further in each time. It seemed to go right up inside my body, the feeling of tightness was considerable, and once or twice I was on the point of calling out, but little by little the strain wore off, and I commenced to like the sensation. Bob's hand crept over my hips and started to play with my cock, which now felt very loose and limp, but I did not stop him, and he kept his hold, feeling my genitals, while he continued to work his own cock in my bottom, pressing his belly close up against me as he did so. His warm flesh rubbing against my buttocks made me feel rather excited and my cock began to get stiff, though nothing like it had been before. As he felt it stiffen, he rubbed it up and down with his finger and thumb, but did not stop his pushing.

"This is splendid," he said. "My cousin told me they used to do it a lot at Eton. He says now he would rather do it than have a girl; and there are a lot he knows like that. I am not sure myself, as I have not tried anything else ever, but I like this all right."

So talking, he went on toying with my cock and pushing. Then his thrusts got shorter and quicker, he breathed deeply, his hand stopped moving, though he still kept hold of my member. Presently he gave big heaves and shoves, making me wince as he drove his weapon into me right up to the hilt. Then he ceased and pressed tightly against me, while I felt his cock throb excitedly inside my bottom, and a warm glow as of some hot liquid being spurted into it.

"Have you let the spunk come inside?" I asked in some trepidation.

"Yes," he replied.

"But won't it hurt?" I again asked.

"No, you silly! How can it hurt? Well, it's finished now, but it was fine. You must let me do it again another time, won't you?"

I replied that I would, and he pulled his member out of me, wiped it and wiped my bottom carefully also.

"There you are. It's all right. It won't hurt really," he assured me, when he had finished doing this.

"We will put the light out and go to sleep now," he went on.

We pulled on our nightshirts again, and Bob arranged the bedclothes comfortably, after which we settled down snugly, my companion putting one arm round me, and in this position I remained until sleep claimed me within a very short time.

So ended my first day away from home-a day during which so much had been added to my knowledge of life that part of it came into my dreams.

When I opened my eyes next morning, I found Bob already awake, and he greeted me with a cheery, "Good-morning!"

"Is it time to get up yet, Bob?" I asked, after returning his salutation: "Very nearly," he replied. "How is your cock this morning?"

"It feels rather funny," I said, as I pushed down the clothes and exposed it. "Do you know, I was dreaming last night about you playing with it."

Bob laughed. "That accounts for things then. I woke up early this morning, and had a feel, and your cock was as stiff as a poker."

A few minutes later a servant mocked at the door to call us, so we rose and dressed leisurely, getting downstairs just in time for breakfast.

It was Sunday, but the Rutherfords were not very strict Sabbatarians, and after we got back from church Bob gave me a lesson in billiards, while in the afternoon the colonel took us for a drive. As we were leaving the following day, we stayed up rather longer after dinner than on the previous evening, and it was eleven o'clock ere we reached the privacy of our bedroom.

"We had better go to sleep early tonight, Charlie," said Bob, as he began to undress. "We shall have to be up in good time tomorrow morning as there are a lot of things I want to do before leaving."

I was in hopes of renewing the last night's experiences. However, I said nothing, but when we had got into bed I slyly slid my hand under Bob's nightshirt and took hold of his cock; finding it quite stiff.

He was unable to resist the temptation, and, turning round, exclaimed, "I say, Charlie! Will you suck it?"

"If you like, I replied. "But put the light on first; I want to be able to see.

Bob got out and lighted the lamp, after which he returned to bed and lay down with his legs apart. I knelt between them, and took hold of his genital organ, pulling down the skin as far as it would go. The idea of what I was about to do overcame me for a moment with its strangeness, but my hesitancy did not last long, and, lowering my head, I took the purple top between my lips. As I touched it, its silky softness fascinated me, and I shut my mouth tighter on it, letting my tongue wander all round the knob.

"You are doing it a treat," said Bob, as he wriggled his bottom under my luscious caresses; "it feels ripping."

I took his cock farther into my mouth, and sucked and tickled it with my tongue, carrying out the operation with a will, the pleasure I was giving to Bob seeming to pass by a sympathetic vibration into my own body.

"You are a good hand at this," said Bob presently. "I'm sure I shan't be long coming. I'm tickling all over already."

"Will you let it come in my mouth?" I enquired in some doubt, pausing and raising my head.

"Yes. Why not? It won't hurt. But go on again; don't leave off," Bob returned.

I continued thereupon, and soon Bob began to writhe and twist with voluptuousness. "Oh! I say. Its too dee-licious," he cried huskily, as I sucked with all my strength. "Keep at it," he went on, squeezing me between his knees.

The climax was evidently approaching; he gasped deeply two or three times, and then cried in a suppressed voice, "Look out, Charlie. It's coming. Oh, oh!"

His cock sensibly swelled and stiffened, seeming to fill my mouth, and next moment it began to quiver and jump, knocking against my teeth, while at the same time out gushed the hot, thick sperm, shooting in jets on to my tongue and palate. I did not move, however, but continued sucking, as I did so swallowing the discharge, which was of a peculiar and indescribable flavour, but not disagreeable, as I thought; and all the time Bob lay limp and exhausted, his eyes shut and his mouth slightly open. I found him so when at last I lifted up my head, but as I looked at him his eyelids parted and our gaze met.

"That was a one," he said. "You know how to do it properly, Charlie, and no mistake. I felt as if I were going to pieces, and all the little atoms were whirling round and round in all kinds of beautiful sensations and trying to rush towards your mouth. Did you swallow the spunk when it came?"

"Yes," I replied, "it wasn't nasty. I rather like sucking you. You'll let me do it again, won't you?"

"You needn't ask that. I shall be ready anywhere," Bob replied; adding, "I think we had better get to sleep now."

"There isn't time for you to do me, I suppose, is there?" I asked.

"I don't think we had better go in for any more tonight; Charlie. It's rather late, you know. We shall have plenty of chances when we get to school."

"Do you do this sort of thing at school?" I asked, with some curiosity.

"Oh, rather! I've had lots of fun down there. I can do anything with Mrs. Percival, and I will get you put into my room, so you can depend on having a jolly good time. Now, lets settle down, after I've blown out the light."

He extinguished the lamp, and came back to bed.

"Come close to me, Bob, and hold my cock, will you? Then I shall go to sleep all right," I said. He obeyed my instructions, somewhat soothing the warmth of the emotions which had taken hold of me, and after a time I sank into a calm slumber.

Neither of us awoke until we were called next morning, and we then both got up at once, dressing ourselves as quickly as possible. We were busily occupied after breakfast in getting ready for our departure, and at last, after a very kindly farewell from Lady Florence, drove off to me railway station, whither Colonel Rutherford accompanied us. I felt some regret at so soon having to leave the pleasant household, but amid the excitement of the journey this was soon forgotten, while the arrival at the school soon supplied plenty to occupy my attention,