First time tasting cock

For the purposes of this story, all persons involved are above the legal consenting age in Australia! 

As I knelt there, in the bushes of the golf course, licking Jareds cum of my face and fingers, I knew I needed more, wanted more!

That night as I lay in bed, I couldn't stop picturing his perfect cock, his full low hanging balls, and the feel of it being pushed further and further down my throat. I had been hard since we left the course, and no matter how many times I wanked, blowing my load in my shorts, in my hand, then in the shower, my cock wouldn't go down. It had a mind of its own! I laid there, committing to memory the wonderful taste of his cum. Sweet but salty. Slightly fruitie. 

The next day saw me with a hard on all the way from home to school, and back again. It didn't help that Jared met my eyes on the bus and slowly licked his lips. During maths, I had to go to the bathroom. I needed to piss badly, and rearrange my dick. As I walked into the boys bathroom, I realised someone was following me. Not thinking about it, I headed to a cubicle. Out of nowhere, the guy behind me grabs my shoulder and whispers in my ear "Where do you think you're going?" I almost came then and there. Only one person had that control over me. Jared. 

I spun to face him, but he had continued to walk towards the urinal. He looked back at me and told me to get my ass over there. He simply looked at me and told me to hold his cock while he took a piss. Without hesitation I reached out, unzipped his fly, and marvelled as his perfect cock poked out of his fly. I fumbled with the head, pulling it out. He was semi hard, standing at our school urinal, just looking at me holding his cock. 

Before long a steady stream of piss was coming out of that perfect head while I aimed it at the drain. It seemed to last for ages. When he was finally done, I gave it a few shakes to get the last few drops off, then went to return it to his pants. He slapped my hands away and said "Make sure it's clean Bitch!" I looked at him blankly, and replied "what?" While staring into my eyes, he starts to push me down while saying "Kiss it to make sure it's clean!" "What happens if someone comes in?" I replied. "Then they will see a fag kissing a mans cock! Now I won't say it again, kiss it clean!" And with that he pushed me to the ground. 

I should have been scared, I should have been pissed off, instead I was horny as fuck. All this dirty talk, all this degrading talk, was turning me on. I knelt in front of him and gently kissed the head of his cock. It had a nice manly musk to it, from sweating all morning in the North Queensland heat, and a tangy taste from his piss. Both turned me on even more. I kissed the head again, before running my tongue over the slit, around the head, then up to his balls. Grinding my face into his crotch, I breathed his manly musk in deeply, savouring the moment while licking his nuts. He grabbed my hair, and pulled my head away, saying he had to get back to class and didn't want to be too "excited" in front of Mrs Vidler. I watched, disappointed as he put away his perfect cock, washed his hands, and walked out with the final message "I'll see you on the bus."

I looked at my watch, and realised how long I had been. No time to piss or relieve myself, I raced back to class. 

The rest of the week went by uneventfully. I was able to focus on school and my job without incident and only thought of Jared late at night in my bed. Cock in hand. 

Sunday came around, and with no plans, decided I would ride my bike down to the creek and swim for a while. Before leaving, I decided to send Jared a quick text to say I was heading to 5 Mile creek for a swim. All I got back was the wink emoji. 

Arriving at the swimming hole, I noticed a few cars parked in the parking bay. As I said before, not much to do in such a small country town. I dropped my bike and headed for the deeper end of the creek. Coming down the step, I saw a group of people swimming at the shallow end of the swimming hole, but no one I knew. Must be tourists. I hung my towel on a tree, with my shirt, and jumped off the small cliff, right into the cool, relaxing water. 

I paddled around, floated on my back, and just relaxed. It had been a while. I heard the tourists start to pack up, and leave. Before long I had the place to myself. I figured Jared was a no show. I was wrong. About an hour after I arrived, down the steps comes Jared. He looks hot in just swimming trunks, and a towel over his shoulder, his olive skin glowing in the sun. He waves me over. I swim to the ladder and climb out of the water. He stands at the top of the ladder, so I get a good view of his feet, his muscular legs, his bulging crotch, his flat stomach, his perky nipples, and finally his little smirky smile as I slowly climb out. 

"How's the water?" He asks. "Perfect" I reply. He looks down at my swim trunks and says "I brought something better for you to wear." And from his pocket pulls out a thin, well worn, jock strap. As he hands it to me, I catch a whiff, and I realise, this is his jock strap. He has worn this, and recently. I can't help myself, I bring it up to my face and take a big sniff. Heaven! He simply laughs and says "They are for you to wear, not smell silly." I give him a weird look, but he just nods encouragingly. Since no one is around, I strip off my trunks right there and put on the strap, my cock and balls hanging loosely in the well worn pouch. I reach down to put my trunks back on, but Jared says "Don't be silly, you don't need those!"

He throws his towel over the tree next to mine, and runs to the edge, bomb diving into the water. I throw my shorts next to our towels and follow suit. As I resurface, Jared grabs me in a hug, and wraps my legs around his waist. I can feel his hard cock through his trunks on my bare ass. It's romantic. I lean in for a kiss but Jared pulls back. He says "I don't kiss homos, I just fuck them!" And with that he shoves his middle finger straight up my hole. I yelp in shock, and a bit of pain. Not much, I mean, I've fingered myself plenty of times, but always with some lube and warm up. He nods in approval, and says "I love virgins, always so tight."

As I settle back down, and get my breath back, he starts to wiggle his finger, before slowly pulling out and pushing back in. He is slowly finger fucking my virgin hole. I'm in heaven. I notice that he is slowly walking us through the water to the shallow end. All I can do is hold on. 

We reach a large rock, half out of the water. In one swift move he pulls his finger out of my ass, and I feel empty. He removes me from his waist, and leaving the water, sits on the rock. He makes me kneel next to him, and says "Suck my cock while I open up that tight hole of yours!" I lunge for his crotch. I've been waiting for this since the school bathroom. I nearly rip open his trunks to get to his dick. When it finally springs out, it's so hard it nearly smacks me in the face. I don't wait. I gobble it up, fitting as much in my mouth and down my throat as I can. Meanwhile, Jared sucks a finger, and slowly pushes it inside me. I moan around his thick cock. He slowly starts pushing in and out, same as before, but with my ass up in the air, he is able to get deeper. He finds my prostate and slowly rubs in, while I moan in ecstasy. I feel more pressure as he slowly inserts another finger. Once both are in, he picks up the pace. Getting faster and faster as he fucks me with only his fingers. I match his speed on his cock, moving up and down in time with his fingers, moaning softly as I do. I feel him try to fit in a third, but there is no room, I'm still too tight. He sighs and says "Well seems like I won't be breeding you today!" I feel his balls tense, and I know he is getting close. I also know I'm no where near ready to take his cock up my ass. 

All of a sudden he stops, and I figure he is about to blow. But he quickly pulls his fingers out of my ass, and stands up. I nearly fall of the rock. He bends me over the rock and starts to stroke his hard cock. He grabs the strap of the jock strap, and pins me in place with his legs. I think he is just going to shove it in me regardless if it fits or not. But he just keeps stroking and before long, blows his wonderful load all over my ass and back. Still holding me down, he rubs his cock over my ass cheek, then begins to scoop up his cum and push it into my hole. It dawns on me, he is still breeding me. He spends a while just wiping up his cum and fingering my hole. Getting it in me. I realise the front of the jock strap is soaked with my cum. I had blown just by being fingered by Jared. 

When he was satisfied that as much cum as he could get was in me, he releases me. He looks down at me and says "See you tomorrow fag. Oh and wear the jock strap, I don't want to see your pathetic cock." And with that he turns and dives into the water. 

I slowly make my way back to the path, taking the long way back. I look behind me and see Jared just floating in his back. Eyes closed. Satisfied. I turn back to the path and nearly run straight into the broad chest of a semi naked older gentleman. I would say in his late 50s, well maintained, and clearly not from town. I look up into his eyes and freak, thinking this guy had seen us! 

While staring into my eyes he takes a step forward, reaches around me, and runs one hand across my ass before slipping a finger into my well lubed hole. I look down to see him stroking a 7 inch uncut cock. Nothing on Jareds but still hot. He soon pulls his cum covered finger from my hole, and sucks it eagerly into his mouth. He moans loud and long, before shooting his load over my stomach and the front of the jock strap. Not a word is spoken, he just looks at me and raises an eyebrow! I kneel down and suck his shrinking cock into my mouth. Sucking it clean. He doesn't taste like Jared, more salty, more like red meat. As his cock deflates, he pulls it out of my mouth, ruffles my hair, and walks away towards the car park. I look back to see Jared watching. He grabs his crotch and gives me a thumbs up. 

I can't wait for tomorrow!