This encounter has always stuck in my mind, and even though I have for so long tried to forget it ever happened, it does find its way back into my thoughts.

It would be my first sexual experience and even though it happened many years ago, I still find myself thinking about it, maybe wishing it would happen again, or that I could somehow go back and relive the experience all over again. Either way, I have always had mixed feeling about what happened, and when it creeps back into my thoughts, it takes me back to that fateful time in my life but immediately I wish again to forget it ever happened.

I was a fifteen-year-old kid in my first year of high school and even though I was kind of a jock, playing football and baseball for the school, I had started to become a delinquent. I was skipping class to hanging out with friends at the local game room that was by the high school, had longer brown hair, and started to smoke pot and drink.

Everyone at the school liked to hang out there during the day when they had a break or during lunch, even into the evening some days, and I started to spend so much time there that after a short time, I started to become friends with a man that worked at the game room.

His name was John, and at first I didn’t really notice him to much, but quickly I think he noticed all the time I was spending at the game room. John was probably 15 to 20 years older than me and he was very charismatic. He had dark skinned, dark curly hair, and later I found out he was actually the owner of the game room.

I was probably spending way to much time at the game room, but it was more fun than going to classes and being I was there so much, I felt there was a casual friendship developing between John and myself. This friendship seemed fairly innocent and our conversations were nothing more than me asking for change to play on the machines or the casual, “Hello” as I entered the game room, but very quickly progressed to the point where he was giving me free games on the various machines whenever I was hanging out there, because I think he had made a decision to see if he could encourage me to be in a relationship with him.

John now started to set is plan in motion, wanted to be alone with me and so he started to ask me if I wanted to go out for breakfasts and lunches from time to time. At first I was reluctant, and naive, not knowing that he actually wanted to be in a sexual relationship, I declined to go.

Maybe I did have an idea what he wanted But John was determined and eventually he convinced me it was okay to go with him. I was still leery, unsure about it, but when we did go out for the occasional bite to eat at lunch time or early for breakfast, I still felt it was innocent.

We usually hit a Village Inn up the road and as we ate, we talked about stuff; nothing in particular, he just wanted me to feel comfortable being with him, and as our friendship grew, I became accustomed to go out with him.

With that said, there was a point when the other guys working at the game room became more friendly too and somewhere along the way, they started offering me pot and pills, and being a young and a wide-eyed teen looking for acceptance, I willing accepted.

I was enjoying skipping classes to hang out at the game room, it felt like a home, and whenever John asked me to go out for breakfast or lunch, I eagerly went because I comfortable with him..

Our conversations were always innocent, at least on the surface, but now as I look back, I am sure he was constantly looking for an angle to get me alone and continued to build me up so I would feel comfortable enough with him to the point that hopefully I would be willing to have sex with him.

There was one particular day, when we were out for breakfast or lunch; I don’t really remember, but our simple conversation turned to a conversation about sex and girls, and he asked if I had ever been with a girl. At the time, I had been with several girls but I had not gone all the way with any of them and being I felt comfortable talking to John, I told him yea, I had.

As we continued to talk, he asked if I had a girl friend, and at the time I didn’t and so I simply told him, “No,” but I’m sure he already knew it, because I was never with a girl at the game room, and because of that I think he felt that I might be a virgin,

After a short pause, he asked me if I had gone all the way. He had to be careful now because he was about to tread on thin ice, and as I looked up at him and didn’t say anything, he immediately said, “ You’ve never done it before, right.”

I smiled and not really thinking about what might happen, I admitted that I had never done it before and as he smiled back at me he asked, “Why not?”

I didn’t know what to say, I had wants too, but was kind of shy about it, but when he then asked, “Do you like boys?”

I quickly snapped back and said “No!”

He realized he had gone to far and in an attempt to calm the conversation he quickly said, “Okay, okay, so you’re a virgin,” and when the conversation paused again, I could feel him looking at me, contemplating his next move.

John then asked if I had ever thought about guys and if I found guys attractive. I had never thought about other guy that way and immediately I said,”No, I’m only attracted to girls, I had never been attracted to other guy.”

The conversation was making me really uncomfortable, and I thought, “What was he trying to get at?”

When I didn’t reply he giggled a little, and trying to put me at ease said, “It’s okay, don’t worry, I know you like girls.”

He had built up such a friendly relationship with me that I didn’t realize what he was trying to do and so I still felt that the conversation was innocent, but it was soon all about to turn.

John knew he needed to change to subject or lose the chance of ever getting me in bed with him and so he told me he liked girls too, and asked what kind of girls I liked, and when I didn’t reply right away he asked, “Do you like girls with blonde hair and dark hair,” and after a pause, I looked over at him and simply answered, “Yea, I like blondes.”

He nodded and asked, “Do you like girls with big boobs, or do you like tall or short girls?”

I felt a little at ease with our conversation, but after another short pause, he said, “ Well, I think I need to tell you that I’m bisexual.”

I was confused, I had never heard that term before and looking at me for a reaction and not get one, he asked if I know what that was. I shock my head and simply said, No.”

John now had the opening he was looking for and clearing his throat he seemed to relish the opportunity to explain. He started by telling me he was attracted to women and then continued by saying that sometimes he even found guy to be attractive too.

It was startling what he had just said, but I was interested in a way too, and after a pause, he said, “Yea, I like having sex with women,” and continued by saying,” and well, sometimes if I find a guy attractive and we hit it off, I sometimes liked sleeping with them too.”

I was scared, and thought, “Why is he telling me all this,” but he let the cat out of the bag and so he continued the conversation by asking what I thought about it.

I couldn’t believe it but after a short pause, I simply told him, “I don’t know.”

I was really nervous, but he now felt he needed to push the issue because he wanted to sleep with me and he needed to see if there was a possibility of getting me to go with him to his apartment.

He now said, “I felt I needed to tell because I like you, you’re fun, easy to talk to, and actually I’m really attracted to you.”

I was flattered to an extent but at the same time aghast, and I thought to myself, “What is he telling me?”

I didn’t know what to say, what was I going to do, and after a long pause he said, “I have thought about asking if you’d like to maybe come to my apartment with me but I wasn’t sure how you’d take it.”

I was suddenly shaken with the idea of having sex with him and I think he knew it too. I did not know what to do, this man was my only way back to school, and seeing I was confused, he said, “Don’t worry, I’m not going to do anything unless you feel the same way.“

I was shocked, I couldn’t believe it, but he continued by saying, “I like being able to talk to you, and share my feeling with you,” and asked, “I hope that’s okay.”

Dazed, I nodded my head and John explained that he was glad to finally tell me how he felt. I was speechless and did not know what to say and I think he knew the subject had made me uncomfortable and realizing that he might have gone to fast and realizing that he might have just lost the opportunity, he said, “Come on, let’s go.”

As we left the restaurant and headed back to the game room, I felt relieved for the moment, however, in the car, he needed to continue to press the issue a little more and told me he hoped I would think about it and told me that he would give me anything if I would come over to his apartment with him.

Pausing, he mentioned, “I could get you a girl to sleep with or give me money, anything I wanted, but he kind of knew the opportunity to sleep with me was slipping away.

He needed to regain my confidence and as he searched for the right words he said, “You’ve been such a good friend, I really want to get you something.”

I continued to stare out the side window, only looking forward occasionally, and we didn’t say anything all the way back to the game room, until we pulled into the parking lot, when John said, “Please think about it, okay.”

Not saying anything, I nodded my head and as I reached for the door handle, he reached over and touched my leg saying, “Let me know what I can get for you, you know, for being such a good friend, anything at all.”

John needed me to say something so he knew whether or not there might still be a chance to sleep with me, but I just wanted to get out of the car, and when I looked over at him and told him that I would think about it, he smiled, and rubbed my leg briefly before I quickly got out of the car.

It really did not sit well with me about possibly having sex with another man, but of course I did think about it, how could I not, and after a few days later, I did venture back to the game room to hang out with friends. and

John soon approached me and asked if I had thought about his proposition, and after a pause I told him that I had thought about it. He immediately asked, Well, what do you think.”

I didn’t know what to say, I had hoped it would all go away, and when I didn’t respond he said, “Come on let’s go get something to eat.”

Apprehensively, we eventually left and in the car on our way to the restaurant, he asked if there was anything he could get me, and when I didn’t say anything, he was hard-pressed to get an answer. John again asked, “Come on, there has to be something you would really like to have.”

What I really wanted at the time was a car. I had just gotten my permit and I had been thinking about driving for a long time, but I couldn’t telling him because I knew if I said anything I would most likely be obligated to have sex with him, and so I didn’t say anything.

At the restaurant, we ordered food and as we started to eat, we did not really talk about much, but I could tell he was anxious to know if there was a something he could persuade me to go with him, and being a little naive, I didn’t realize that he was just looking for something, anything at all that he could use to get me in bed.

Inadvertently, I blurted out that I would really wanted to have a car, figuring he would never consider something like that, but as I looked over at him he was smiling at me, and I realized that had just given him the opening he was looking for, but “There was no way he would get me a car,” I thought.

John was careful not to show how eager he was and when he casually asked, “What kind of car would you really like to have,” I simply told him I was not sure.

I was positive he would never consider it, and thus I wouldn’t be off the hook, but John needed to keep this opportunity open, and so he continued probing to know what kind of car I might like. He asked if I liked Camaros, Firebirds, Mustangs, etc. and realizing he was actually considering it, I remained steadfast, telling him I was not sure what kind I wanted.

John did not want to lose this chance to possibly entice me to let him have sex with me and when I still didn’t say anything, he became a little frustrated and suggested that we leave.

As we were driving back to the game room, he told me to let him know what kind of car I would like to have and said, “Let me know and I’ll see what I can do.”

I was seriously considering it and as he looked over at me, I nodded my head. John knew he had a chance and reiterating to let him know what kind of car I want he said, I’ll try to get it for you, no strings attached.”

When he said that, I thought, “Yea, he’ll get me a car and I won’t have to do anything,” but I was only thinking about having a car and not thinking that when I do tell him, I was also giving him the opening he was looking for and that was to have sex with me, and it wouldn’t be just once, but many times.

We soon returned to the game room and as we pulled into the parking lot, he reminded me to let him know what kind of car I would like. I was nervous but anxious to have a car too, but right now I needed to just get away from him and as I opened the car door, John quickly asked, “You think you might be able to tell me tomorrow.”

He was obviously consumed with the idea of getting me alone but at the same time, I knew I needed to say something so he’d leave it alone. Looking over at him briefly, I said I’d try and as we got out of the car, I could tell he was excited with the though of possibly having sex with me, which was making me apprehensive about the whole thing.

John really got me thinking about what kind of car I would like to have and as I thought about all the different kinds of cars, one that I kept coming to mind. I had always wanted a 1956 Chevy, but when I thought about telling him, I worried about what would happen if I actually went through with it.

I continued to have mixed feeling, on one hand I’d have a car, but on the other hand he might want to have sex with me. In any case, I decided to see what might happen and so the next day, I went over to the game room.

I didn’t see him right away but then there he was and as he came up to me, he asked if I had made a decision. I wasn’t sure as to how to answer and when I hesitated, I think he knew I had, and so he said, “Come on, let’s go for a drive and we can talk about it.”

He was obviously excited as we left and in the car his excitement and curiosity had me quickly saying that I would really wanted a ’56 Chevy. John was smiling, hardly able to contain himself but as he continued to drive he told me he would start looking for one.

I couldn’t believe it, “He was actually going to get me a car,” I thought, and in my excitement I told him I wanted a two door with a V8 and told him I would like it to be midnight blue.

He continued to smile, knowing he was on the verge of being able to have sex with me, but containing his enthusiasm he said, “You’ve really thought about,” and explained that he’d get right on it.

I was really excited, it was all I could think about, and after a few days, when I happened to be up at the game room to hang out, John came up to me and promptly told me he had found the car.

I was very excited and after a pause he said, “Let’s take a drive.”

John was very good at getting me interested and in the car, he said he had seen the car, it was very nice, all it needed was to be painted, and told me that he could probably have it in a week or so. I was so excited, I wanted to see it and drive it, but now he had a question for me.

He tried to explain that since he had found the car and was ready to get it for me, he wanted to know if I was ready to go with him to his place. I did not know what to say and really I should have know there was a catch to this whole thing.

What was I going to say, I really wanted the car and after a few seconds he said, “I will tell you what, you come over to my place with me tomorrow afternoon and see how it goes, if you don’t like it, we can stop and you can still have the car.”

We were returning to the game room but before we got out of the car he “You think about it okay,” and asked me to come by tomorrow to let him know what I want to do.

I was eager to have a car but worried about what would happen at his place, but I think in a way I was curious too, and wanting to have a car, I decided to go through with it.

The next day, I was restless the rest of the day and the next day when I went up to the game room around noon, I was nervous about what was going to happen, but again all I could think about was that car he promised.

As soon as I entered the game room, he came up to me and casually said, “Are you ready?”

I simply nodded my head and replied, “Yes.”

He said, “Are you sure?”

I nodded my head again and soon we got in his car and headed off to his place. I wasn’t sure where we were going and as I started to question why I was doing it, I became very nervous as we drove, knowing exactly where it was taking me.

Along the way, I think to try to break the tension, he asked if I was hunger and asked if wanted to get something to eat first. I nervously said, No, I’m okay.”

We were soon pulling into an apartment complex not far from the school and as we parked out front of an apartment, we quickly got out and went inside. Inside, I noticed his apartment was nicely furnished, clean, and after he closed the door, he moved over closing the blinds in the front room as I continued to look around.

John now ushered me toward the back of the apartment, down a short hallway, and into the back bedroom. As we walked down the short hallway, I noticed there was a bathroom in the hall and across from that there was another bedroom with the door open slightly. We were in the back bedroom, which looked like it must have been the master bedroom, and as he told me to sit on the bed, he quickly closed the blinds, darkening the room considerably

There was still some light that manage to slip through the closed blinds and as I nervously looked around, I definitely saw it was the master. It was a large room with what looked like a bathroom toward the back and as I stood by the bed, I could tell it was a king sized bed. John had moved over to the bed and as I sat on the end of the bed, he sat next to me.

I was scared to look at him, but when he inched closer and put his hand on my thigh, I looked over at him as he started to rub it. John now told me to relax and said that everything would be all right. I was scared but simply nodded yes. John now stood up and told me he was going into the bathroom and instructed me to go ahead and take off my clothes.

He then stood up and said that he’d be right back as he walked toward the bathroom, he turned and said, Go ahead and take off your clothes, I’ll be right back.” I presumed he was going into the bathroom to take off his clothes and when he closed the door to the bathroom, I ended up sitting there quietly but only for a second until I thought that I had better get undressed before he returns.

Quickly, I took of my shoes, my shirt, pants, and my socks, piling them at the end of the bed, but for some reason I hesitated when it came to taking off my underwear. I think it was an attempt to save some sense of dignity before I gave it all up in the name of getting a car, and as I sat there, I worried about what was about to happen, but I think in a way I looked forward to it not because of the car but because I wanted to see what it would be like.

I sat there for only a little bit, continuing to contemplate what was going to happen and then hearing the door to the bathroom open, I turned to see him briefly standing in the doorway. He was wearing only a long sleeved, button down shirt, and as I continued to look at him, I wanted to see his cock.

John now turned off the bathroom light and as he started to walk toward me, I continued to look, hoping that maybe his shirt would fly open allowing me to see his cock, but my eyes hadn’t adjusted after the bathroom light was turned off, and his shirt continued to conveniently cover him, and as he approached the bed, I turned my head not wanting to get caught staring.

I never would get to see his cock and as he sat next to me now, I continued to look away as he asked me if I was okay. John put his hand on lay leg and immediately noticed that I was still wearing my underwear. He seemed shocked and quickly asked, “What’s wrong?” obviously referring to why I hadn’t take them off.

looking down I said, “What?”

There was a pause but he quickly said, “It’s ok, just relax.”

He knew I was probably just nervous and as he briefly rubbed my thigh, he told me not to worry, and said, “Everything would be okay.”

I nodded my head in agreement and smiling he said, “Why don’t you go ahead and lie down on the bed for me.”

Quickly, I moved to lay in the middle of the bed, but as I laid there he quickly told me to go ahead and lay near the edge. As I scooted over, to lay near the edge of the bed, he came around to that side too. I was facing the wall with the window, and as John knelt down on the floor between the bed and the wall, he asked me to lay on my side so I was facing him.

John gently started rub my stomach, and my legs, and as he tried to fondle my cock through my underwear, I stared at the light coming through the blinds.

He struggled at first to feel my cock, eventually bending my one leg, to prop it up, so my legs were spread apart. John immediately started rubbing my cock through my underwear, and as he did, I desperately tried to distance my thoughts from what was going on by continuing to look at the light coming though the blinds.

I tried to not think about what was happening, which caused my cock to not get hard, and when he pulled my underwear down slightly, and reaching in, he exposed my cock. He needed to get my underwear off and as he continued to tug at my underwear trying to take then down, he became frustrated and asked me to help him get them all the way off. This immediately brought me back to what was actually happening and quickly sitting up, I took them off, and casting them off the end of the bed, I quickly laid back down.

John again, spread my legs but this time as he bent my one knee, and propped it up, he had easy access to my cock, and as he continued to try getting my dick hard by rubbing it and fondling my balls, I still wasn’t getting hard for him. John eventually tried sucking my dick but because I was trying so hard to distance my thoughts, my dick still wouldn’t get hard, and after a few minutes of trying, he stopped sucking and as he continued to stroke my limp cock he asked me if it felt ok.

This again brought my thoughts back to what was happening and when he asked for me to help him get it hard. I realized he wasn’t going to stop trying until he got me hard and Got me to cum. I agreed and when he started to suck my cock again, I try to concentrate on him sucking my cock, wanting it to get hard for him, wanting to cum, and hoping that maybe if I cum, it’ll be all over and we’d be done.

I continued to think about cumming in his mouth and it started to feel good in his mouth. I was now starting to get hard as he sucked and stroked my cock but not fully hard. He kept stroking my cock and occasionally he would fondle my balls, and I really tried to get into it and I could feel myself about to cum in his mouth, but I wasn’t very hard yet.

I decided to try to hold back until I was all the way hard, but almost immediately my cock started to go limp again. I had to do it, I had to cum and so I concentrated and was close again. I held back briefly, letting it build up a little and then I let it go, cumming in his mouth prematurely.

I think surprised him in a way but it felt good to cum and when my cum shot in his mouth, he stopped sucking for a moment as my cock throbbed in his mouth. Almost immediate, my cock went soft in his mouth, but he continued to try to suck my now limp cock. John eventually took my cock out of his mouth and in a disappointed voice said,” Is that it?”

Not know what he meant, I had cum for him and so I said, “What?”

He didn’t say anything but after a short pause he asked if it felt good as he got off the floor.

I replied with a simple, “Yea,” as he walked to the end of the bed. John now instructed me to move over into the middle of the bed and as I quickly did what he asked, I laid there on my stomach not really know what he wanted.

He was watching as he stood at the end of the bed, and as I laid there, John now asked me to move up toward the head of the bed. As I scooted up, he told me to get on all fours, like a dog.

I was scared, but I did what he said, and when I felt the bed moving, I knew he was getting on the bed behind me. As he moved closer he put his hands on my ass and explained that I would need to try to relax now.

At the time, I didn’t understand and I could never have fathomed to what extent I would need to relax, or exactly just how bad it would hurt. I continued to feel him inching closer, and after spreading my legs with his knee, he reached up, taking a pillow out from under the covers.

John placed it in front of me now and told me to put my head down. As I put my head down, I could feel my ass cheeks spread a little, and I felt really vulnerable in this position with my ass up in the air.

He rubbed my back and my ass, eventually spreading my ass cheeks, which obviously turned him on because he said, “That’s really nice, you’re really tight.”

He then stopped rubbing my ass and I could hear him open something. I soon realized he had flipped open a tube of KY and hearing him rubbing lubricate on his cock, I became concerned, not knowing what to expect. Suddenly, I felt him touch my butthole, which caused me to pull away, thinking it was his cock. I was scared thinking he was pushing his cock in me, but when he quickly told me it was just his finger, and told me to relax, he started to rub lube on my butthole. It felt ok with him smearing lube on my hole but when he pushed his finger in my ass, I pulled away again.

John again told me to relax and as he gradually started fingering my ass with KY, he said,” Oh, you’re nice and tight.”

He then asked if I was ready and not knowing what was about to happen I replied, “Yes.”

He told me it might hurt a little at first and told me I should try to relax. As I nodded, he moved closer and pushing my ass down a little, I could feel him starting to push the head of his hard cock against my butt hole, trying to penetrate my tight ass.

It was ok at first, and when he asked if I was doing okay, I nodded and said, “Yea,” but suddenly when he got the head of his cock in me, it was so painful I rose up on all fours, and pulled away from him. His cock abruptly slipped out of me and I immediately told him it hurt.

John was concerned saying, “Ok,” and then told me that I needed try to relax more. It still hurt and when he told me the hurting would eventually stop, but that I needed to relax, I nodded my head.

He said to tell him when it stopped hurting, of course so he could try again, but my butthole continued to hurt, but not the pain was more of an ache and for a little while I tried to delay him putting his cock in me again. John asked a couple times if I was ready to try again and after a little bit, he felt he had waited long enough and said, “Ok. Let’s try again,”

John again told me that I really needed to try to relax this time and as I agreed, he put more lubricate on my ass, and again pushed my ass down a little as he proceeded to try to push his hard cock in me again. It hurt and I tried to have him take it out, but he refused and as he pushed further in to me, I pulled away again and his cock slipped out. He was mad but what else could he do, he had to show some patience.

It only hurt far a little while and again I tried to put him off, hoping he forget about doing it, but as I heard him rubbing his cock, he said, “Let’s try it again.”

He didn’t wait for me to respond, instead he pushed my ass down a little and started to push his cock in me again. It didn’t really hurt, the pain was more of an aching and when he asked how I was doing and if I was doing ok. I replied that I was ok.

John slowly started moving his cock in and out of my tight hole, which really made it hurt. I rose up on all fours again and trying to wiggle free, I told him it was hurting. He told me to put my head back down and held me in place, telling me to try to relax and saying the pain would go away. He did stop but after a few second, he started to slowly move his cock in and out of me again. It still hurt but I knew I had to try to relax; I had to let him fuck me, because I knew he wasn’t going to stop until he got to cum.

Holding my hips he continued fucking me again moving his cock in and out of me. It still hurt even though I was really trying to relax. He was slowly worked his cock in and out of me until he was all the way in me. It was starting to feel good having his cock going in and out of me, and my cock was getting hard, but suddenly I could tell he was frustrated and stopping he explained that I need to help too and that I should try to move back and forth with him. He then said, “Like this,” taking hold of my hips pushing me back and forth so his cock was going in and out of me back.

He said, “Keep going now,” and then said, “That’s it, oh yea.”

It actually started to feel good and I really trying to get into it, wanting him to cum. John was breathing hard and stopping, he reached around me and feeling my cock was hard he stroked it and said, “Yea, that’s it,” and letting go he started vigorously fucking me. He obviously excited and his fucking became more deliberate, shorter and quick this time as he fucked me. I desperately tried to keep the same motion, but it was hard to keep it going.

Suddenly, he said, “I’m going to cum.”

I didn’t realize what was happening, but when he suddenly pulled me close and pushing his cock deep inside me, it hurt. I tried to pull away but he held on to me, and when I tried to move back and forth again he said, No, don’t move!”

I faintly felt his cock jerking inside me, but then John started to slowly move his cock in and out of my ass again. I realized he must have cum and as he continued to moved his cock in and out of me again, I felt something trickling down my balls. John was out of breath and as he hunched over me, he kissed me on the back telling me how good it felt.

I didn’t know what to think, I had just let this guy fuck me and cum in me, and when he asked if I liked it too, I didn’t t say anything. John eventually pushed me flat on my stomach and after moving his cock in and out of me again, he pulled it out and rolled off the bed, I could feel stuff oozing out.

John told me that I had better go into the bathroom and clean myself up and instructed me to use the bathroom in the hall, as he headed toward the back bathroom. John also told me to come back when I was finished.

As he closed the door to the bathroom, I quickly got off the bed and hurried into the bathroom. I was not sure what he meant by cleaning myself up, but I could feel what I thought was the KY seeping out of me, so I sat on the toilet and wiped my butt. I could feel there was more inside me so I tried to push out whatever was in me. I managed to push out some KY jelly and I thought to myself, “Is that his cum too?”

I stood up and looking in the toilet, I could see some was floating and some had sunk to the bottom. I figured it was the KY that had sunk and it was his cum that was floating; he had cum in me. I was scared, and I thought, “What am I going to do?”

I tried again to push out whatever was still in me, but no more came out. I was scared and not knowing what to do, I wiped my ass real good and apprehensively headed back to the bedroom. When I entered the bedroom, I didn’t see him right away, but I knew he was there waiting for me in the dark

I now heard John approach me, and touching me on the back, he said, “Are you okay?”

After nodding my head, he said, “That really felt good,” and asked if I liked it too.

I didn’t know what to say, I was glad it was over and wanted to leave but now he gently guided me toward the bed again, and told me to go ahead and get back on the bed.

“What was he doing,” I thought, but I got on the bed and as he told me to get on all fours again, I knew he was going to fuck me again.

John told me to put my head down, as he got on the bed behind me again, and as he moved up, he gently smeared KY on my butthole again and fingering me, he said, “Yea, that’s it.”

He told me to relax again, and I wondered how he could be able to do it again so soon after he had just cum a few minutes ago. I didn’t want to do it again and I told myself I wasn’t going to let him penetrate my ass again. I tried to hold my ass tight, but it didn’t work, his hard cock seemed to slip into my ass more easily than before.

“What was I going to do,” I thought, he was in me.

I realized John was going to fuck me again, but I decided that this time I wouldn’t help by moving back and forth, as he fucked me. He took hold of my hips and started to fuck me, pushing and pulling me back and forth, and immediately he noticed I wasn’t helping and asked, What’s wrong?

I didn’t say anything right away but when I said, “I thought we were only going to do it once,” there was a pause.

He now said, “Come on, I thought you liked it.”

I then told him that I didn’t want to do it again, he reached around me taking my semi hard cock in his hand and said, “Come on, let’s do it one more time.”

He immediately tried to forcefully fuck me now, making me move back and forth so his cock was going in and out of me, but it wasn’t working. He was frustrated but kept trying to funk me and it actually felt good, but he had told me we would only do it once, so I continued to not help.

John was out of breath and mad, he wanted to cum again, but suddenly he stopped, and took his cock out of me. He then quickly rolled off the bed and told me to go clean up again and to go ahead and get dressed. He in turn went into the bathroom to get dressed so I again quickly went into the bathroom, cleaned up, and returned to the bedroom to get dressed.

As I sat on the bed trying to finish getting dressed, he came out, and sat by me. He was dressed and as I finished putting my shoes on he tried to tell me how nice it was with me and he asked if I would like to try it again sometime. I once again felt powerless, he was my ride back to the game room and I did not know what to say, and when I didn’t say anything. he quickly stood up and said, “Let’s go.”

As we left the bedroom, I noticed the door to the spare bedroom was closed now, which puzzled me for a second but I continued to follow John and eventually we left. In the car, he suggested that he drive me home and I agreed, not wanting to see anyone right now. When we got to my house, I told him thanks for the ride and he in turn said, “Thanks for coming over.”

I quickly got out of the car and hurried inside. I decided I should take a shower and as I took off my clothes, I could still feel something oozing out of me and so I sat on the toilet again and tried to push it out again. It started to hit me, I became scared, I had let him cum in me, what was I thinking. I now quickly got into the shower and tried wash myself as best as possible, but I continued to worried.

A few days later, I did return to the game room to ask about the car he had promised me and upon asking him about it, we got in his car and drove around. He explained that the deal was to do it more than once and that I did not do my part so the deal was off. I was in shock and then he said, “If you want to try it again, we could consider the deal back on again.”

I did not know what to say. I wanted the car, but did not feel I had to have sex with him again. We went back to the game room and he said, “I do still have the car and if you want to try it again, I’ll give you the car.”

I was upset, I felt I held up my end of the deal; I had let him fuck me and even cum in me. I ended up staying away from the game room for a long time and when I did return, we were friendly, and it seemed that he was still looking for an opening to continue our relationship, and maybe in a way I was too. He mentioned to me that he was moving to a new apartment that was kind of closer to where I lived. I knew where it was and I was kind of intrigued, and maybe in a way wanted to be with him again, and as he suggested that I should come over sometime when I could stay longer, I nodded my head.

John did press the issue of having me come by sometime and being I was curious, I eventually did venture over to his new place. I immediately had an uneasy feeling as I knocked on the door and when he answered, he seemed a little surprised but smiling, he asked me to come in.

As I entered his apartment, he tried to be friendly and asked how everything was going as he guided me further into his lair. He told me to come on in and as I walk into the main part of the apartment, it was kind of dark but I could see it was a large room that was well furnished. I was hesitant and as he again told me to come on in and to have a seat.

We moved toward the couch and when I sat down, he sat next to me. A nervousness came over me and I think he knew it. The conversation paused and then he said, “I’m glad you came over, I was wondering if you ever would.”

I didn’t say anything and then he put his hand on my leg and asked if I wanted anything to drink. I told him no, I wasn’t going to stay long. I could sense he was looking for the right words to say to keep me there, but eventually he said, “ Well, I was hoping you might want to stay.”

I told him, “No, I can’t.”

John continued to search for words that would spark my interest and get me to stay, finally realizing the car was why I was there. John then said, “Well, you know I still have the car, are you sure you can’t stay.”

I was thinking about the car, I still wanted it, but was I willing to stay, and more than likely end up in bed with him again. I just couldn’t get up the nerve to stay and ended up leaving.

The car never would materialize and I never again had sex with him. I did try to contact him much later, but wasn’t able to find him. I do from time to time have thought about the time I spent with John and I have tried to find someone to have that feeling again, but these days, it could have deadly consequences.

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