The New Past

A new place means a new you and a new year, yeah right! It should be ' the new past, as the past follows' yes! It doesn't rhyme so sue me.

Why I'm I talking? I bet you'll change your mind after I tell you my story, a story about why and how my past life found me in my new place

Three years had passed since I last left that place, The big city of dreams that were crushed. Every bit of a story has something to do with love,right?! It may be friendly relationships or something more but it's still love and in this case, it was the latter. He chose his job over me and I chose love over his decision. I loved George with all my heart but his tendency to love two things at once caused a rift between us and I had to move away.

I got a job in a small town far away from the city as a teacher at a local primary school and I truly loved my job despite the fact that I was a former literature professor in the big city. By now it was all behind me and I was now focused on my current life. I had made a friend, Nora, who was also my roommate at our three-bedroom-ed house we were renting together and I was looking forward to the teacher's summit that was going to be held in town tomorrow.

The day went on by and it was a quarter to midnight when I received news that a group of representatives from my previous workplace were also coming to attend and I felt a bit nostalgic thinking maybe I 'd see some old colleagues while at it, of course the thought of seeing George did beep but I rejected that thought at once.

Waking up as early as five in the morning, I went on to clean myself up and proceeded to put on some tea. My roommate was absent being a Thursday, she went to stay with her girlfriend after her night school and I had the house to myself. I did envy them at times, they loved each other and had time for each other, how I wish.....

'no no, not going down that road' I shook my head to rid myself of that thought and went back to the bedroom to put on my clothes.

By seven thirty I was at school picking up my necessary documents, surprise! I was picked with two other teachers to represent our school and we proceeded to the meeting place. It took ten minutes since it was a small town. One could say we would have walked but the morning sun wouldn't let us.

The place was packed by the time we reached, with a lot of different people from different places. The parking lot of the City Hall was full and finding a great parking spot took one of our colleagues a good ten minutes so by the time we entered, it was approximately nine fifteen in the morning.

" He's here, I'd like you to meet him" Sally said, one of my colleagues. She told me of a man who helped her settle in our town and also his professor at the university. She was the youngest teacher of all of us and a bright.

"MR. LUCA" Sally waved at the man who had his back turned to us and when he turned around to face us, that was when I regretted coming to this summit. It was George Luca.

His eyes met mine and I immediately saw recognition in them, three years and there he is, standing in front of me. He had grown his beard though it was well trimmed, his coal-black hair was kept short and well trimmed too, those sparkling gray eyes were well-balanced by his bushy black eyebrows while his soft purple lips hid within the heavy yet groomed mustache. Feelings I felt a longtime ago came flooding back, it was like a dam had burst but I had to keep my cool amidst the emotional flood.

One would expect you to be bold and stay but I immediately excused myself without any more words and I went straight for the lavatory, I needed some water on my face right away. I didn't bother to hear that someone had followed me and it was Dan, our other colleague and the only person who a first hit on me but when I made it clear that I was not on board, he gave up and we became friends. He's now engaged to his fiancée and the wedding is in two weeks by the way and I was to be the best man.

"Frank! Are you okay? " he asked gently and I jumped a bit since I was surprised.

"The way you walked away.. " I turned to face him and told him I was just nervous meeting new people and he didn't buy but didn't push me further either which I was grateful for. After what looked like five minutes of breathing exercises, I was ready to face my past with whatever was at my disposal.

We exited the lavatory and went on to join the others. I found George was chatting and keeping his professional composure like usual (somethings never change I guess), Sally asked what was wrong with me but I just told her what I told Dan and she also didn't buy it but she didn't push either.

We were then saved by the bell (by we, I meant me) when they announced for the day activities to start and George excused himself to join his mates. I took a sigh of relief and Dan saw me but still said nothing.

The day went by and we all took turns contributing, at least my mind was too busy to think about him. I even got to see one of my colleagues from the university but I never allowed myself to meet with George again.

In the evening, it was time to depart and Dan and Sally were going to celebrate at the local bar. I turned down their proposal and decided to walk home. It was a bit of a walk but I took it anyway. I needed the fresh air so I took a path by the woods. The earthy smell calmed my nerves but that was all. It couldn't calm the aching heart, there he was all groomed and obviously engaged or married to a hot guy. I was out of shape, I didn't do morning runs anymore or go to the gym. He was more handsome than before.

Thoughts kept running and I hardly noticed that I had reached home.

Nora was not yet home but she'd left a voice mail saying I should meet her at the local bistro for some cake. I loved cake and probably Dan had told her that I was not okay and since she knew my story, she decided cake would cheer me up.

I had three hours to prepare so I decided to take an hour's nap, setting an alarm to wake me up an half an hour before.

I laid in bed thinking back at the first time I had sex with George. He deflowered me and I never had any regrets till that gloomy day. When he was a second year lecturer while I was still new and we fell in love. Before he was an ambitious arsehole. The romantic night we shared at his small office at campus

He had called me that day. It was my off day so he said he had a surprise for me at his office. I wondered what it was and during that late at night, so I put on my lucky clothes (don't ask!) and proceeded.

I found him at the school gate in a long trench coat on and a pair of crocs with a huge set of keys. Apparently he had made a deal with Bart the janitor to let him use the keys to bring me in. He was a bit funny looking so I giggled and I entered. He held my hand gently and led me to his office and closed the door with the keys. His office was a bit messy like his messy black hair so after closing the door, he tossed the keys onto his desktop and went on to remove his coat and that's when the surprise hit me. He was naked and hard.

He was standing tall at 6'2 with a seven inches cock that was bobbing up and down playfully, he moved closer to me and planted his lips on mine for a hot and passionate kiss. He whispered into my ears and his warm breath made my legs turn to jello but his strong arm gripped me firm from my waist. He had that muscular build but not as built as a bodybuilder, I could feel his warm skin through my clothes and I could feel his cock rubbing against my belly, all warm and slick with precum. I decided to start stripping too but he slapped my hands away. Without breaking our kiss, he slowly unbuttoned my shirt and finally exposed my bare skin. I was a bit skinny at that time so his large frame provided enough warmth, he undid my trousers and left me in my underwear.

He put his hand behind my head to support his now aggressive kisses, holding onto a chunk of my hair and making body contact.I felt chills, the good kind of chills. He broke the kiss and starred kissing my neck and jaw. I decided to lean against his desk and put my hands around his neck, he moaned softly and attacked my lips again fiercely than before, he could occasionally suck on my lips while at it. It was passion, pure passion.

He broke the kiss and took a few steps back and knelt down before me. He slid my underwear down exposing my six inches but I was a bit shy. He looked down at me with his perfect teeth, he smiled and held my throbbing member in his hands, when his hands touched my member, I shivered with ecstasy, I literally trembled and he started stroking me slowly. I was oozing precum by then and he used it as lube while he gently stroked me. Clutching onto the desk for support, I was enjoying the warmth of his huge hand on my cock as he picked up speed, creating friction while the other was massaging my balls gently. I was not going to hold it in, as he picked up the pace, my breath grew heavy and I could feel myself hitting the climax. George was a professional at this.

He stopped just when I was about to climax and I moaned out of longing and rejection of my needed climax. He stood up, kissed me passionately again, this time there were no clothes to stop our bodies from touching,then he reached for my legs, lifted me up and gently laid me down on his empty desktop.

 Apparently he was so prepared that he had cleared his desk of his scholastics. He spread my legs up in the air and exposed my virgin cherry. I never felt so exposed in my life but I didn't mind since I loved it.

He once again knelt down and I felt something wet on my entry point and it felt so good that I forgot about the climax there and then. It was George and his tongue doing magic on me. All these new experiences were loading my brain. He was eating my arse and the slurping sounds made it even more arousing, he was swirling it around my anal muscles, then sticking it inside all with finesse. He would suck on my cheeks and pick me good till I felt myself Once again missing my climax when he stopped and stood up to ask me the big question. ARE YOU READY?

By now I was ready, if his tongue and hands did this to me, what about his cock. I nodded and he assured me that all I had to do was breath and relax since the pain would be over. One would say that hearing the word pain would make you run or stop but I was past that point, I needed to see how good he was with his member. He went to his drawer and brought out a tube of lube and some condoms.( Damn this man was really prepared), he adorned the condom leaving the tip space, squirted some lube on his member and took some on his fingers.

I felt something wet and slick on my entry again. It was just his fingers and this time they were going in so he told me he was lubing me. I winced since his huge finger stretched me a bit. He removed his finger after massaging me for a while and then he positioned himself In-front of me. He put his head on my entrance, I had noticed earlier that his head was small but the shaft was a big tube so the head didn't find so much trouble entering however much I winced at the pain but his shaft was a different story. When I say thick, I mean he was thick. It filled out the condom so much I feared it would rupture when he was pounding me. I winced and hissed but he was as gentle as they come encouraging me to breath as he stopped to allow me to acclimatise.

Finally, I swallowed him whole and he leaned in to kiss me gently on the lips. Coming back up, he pulled out and pushed in again, gradually picking up speed and the more he pushed in and out, the less the pain was and the more I felt pleasure. He picked up the speed and I heard sounds I've never made escape my lips. He grabbed my legs for support and pounded me. His ball sack slapped my ass as the desk also squeaked at the pounding. We were both breathing like wild animals and his continuous pounding hit my prostate. This time around I climaxed hands free and spilt allover my stomach. Those were the longest ropes of cum I'd ever released in my entire life. I guess a hand could do less.

Just as I had finished, George also released, I could felt him growing bigger than what I'd felt earlier since I felt him stretching me more and he released and convulsed with every spill. It was arousing seeing him tremble a bit after releasing. He rested his head on my chest, getting his own belly smeared with my cum.

" That was amazing" he said, still breathing heavily and I just nodded even though he didn't see me. I was utterly speechless.

Of course that was not it, it was the beginning of a whole night of fun as we explored every inch of his office. I even rode him while he was sitting on his office chair and I think we burst one of its wheels. I was happy that night and it strengthened our relationship till that fateful day.

Looking at the clock, I had an hour of rest so I decided to stop my tour of those many memories and finally get some sleep but someone decided to knock at the door. I wondered who it was and I was a bit angry yet I had no choice. I could ignore them but this was a small town and anything might have happened

Plus they were persistent!

I reached the door ready to confront whoever it was if this wasn't something important but I was about to get my mouth shut when the persistent person was none other than GEORGE.