A Touch of Heaven
This story is based on the life of one George Carr. (Name changed -- obviously) Please treat it with the respect a true story deserves. See the introduction to chapter 1 for the details.
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Rick.
A Touch of Heaven
Chapter 7
We repeated the trips to the meadow behind my house and to the bush behind the scout hut near Scott's house as often as we were able to find the opportunity before school started again. I was not yet ready to loose my cherry and so we mostly did 69's and on occasion coupled them with sticking two fingers up our lover's arse. We found that to be the most scintillating of ways to pleasure each other.
School began and we got together with our other friends once more as well as joining in with the other's friends to go to the pictures or the beach for a swim. Sometimes we all got together as one big group and that was nice. It also kept the homophobes at the school off our backs. Added to this we each got busier with things different from the other. Scott with his sport and me with army cadets and this meant that we did not see as much of each as I would have liked and we did not get as much time alone together as I would have preferred. We did manage to get most weekends together or at least one day of the weekend and we got together at one or the others house at odd times to do homework. This actually was not such a good idea as we were easily distracted by each other and more often than not the homework got left and we ended up naked on the bed for some sex.
I had been thinking more and more about upping our game and one of these homework afternoons as Scott was sucking on my boner and finger fucking my chute, I said, "Fuck me!"
Scott looked up at my face while still holding my cock in his mouth with a very surprised expression. Opening his mouth he let my cock slip from it and asked simply, "What?"
"Fuck me." I repeated, equally as simply.
Scott stopped all that he was doing and sat up on the bed. "Do you mean that?"
"I've been thinking about it for a while and I want you to come inside me."
"Hold on, I think we need to talk and think about this first."
"Look, it isn't that big a deal. I want to loose my cherry and I want you and only you to be the one to do it."
"Well we need to think about how and when we can do it. And what we need. And where we can do it. There is a lot to talk about first."
We began to discuss what each of us had been thinking about concerning anal sex and agreed that it would probably be a bit painful at first and that we needed to make sure we had a good lube to use. We also agreed that we needed to have a bit of preparation immediately prior to doing it; in that we should take a good dump and then make sure we had washed really well.
"Well now we have got some ideas, I think I know of just the place where we can do it -- the scout hut." Scott said. "I know of a way we can get in when there is no one else there and there is a comfortable place to use as well as a toilet if we need it."
"We also need to make sure we have a good bit of time so that we are not rushed." I suggested. "And I think we should use baby oil because it is nicer on the skin." Scott suggested that he would bring the Vaseline along just in case a stronger lube was found to be needed.
Now we had the plan and the place all we needed was to find a time when the place would be available and we could be together as well. Patience was not one of my strong points and the few weeks it took to get the stars properly lined up so that we could get away from family commitments, sport and the like really took its toll on me. But at last the big day arrived and I got up early so that I could spend some time making sure I was ready. I went and sat on the loo for what seemed like hours and bore down on my bowels forcing my poo out as much as I possibly could and then I wiped till the paper came out clear. From there I hit the shower and scrubbed my whole body; including my cock and balls. Somehow I found pleasure in the slight pain and discomfort rubbing a scrubbing brush against my most treasured possessions brought. Taking the shower rose out of the holder, I turned it to a single jet and squatting down on the floor I aimed it at my anus. Using my fingers I pulled the cheeks as far apart as I could so that the spray of water could penetrate as deep as possible and make sure the area was thoroughly clean. I even inserted a finger to try and open me up so that the water could get past my sphincter muscle and wash any remnants out. That was not altogether successful, I must admit, but did do a bit and my finger was for the most part fairly clean once it had been removed from my chute. Clean and dry I pulled on a T shirt and a pair of shorts, slipped on my sandals and headed down stairs for breakfast.
After I had eaten I packed my back pack with a couple of things I thought I might need like some spare clothes and the bottle of baby oil. I also packed an old towel and some tissues. Getting on my bike I rode over to Scott's house and shortly after that we set off together to go to the Scout Hut. We took our bikes around the back and had a good look around and listen to make sure that no one was about. Then Scott led me to a window and showed how it was not properly closed. I suspect he had purposely left it like that just for this day, but he never owned up to it and I guess I will never really know the truth.
"Give me a boost up through the window, and then go around to the side door and I will let you in." Scott instructed.
"Ok," I acknowledged and held my hands in a cup so that he could step into them and be hoisted upwards to scramble through the window.
Once he was through the window I scuttled around to the side door where I was let in and then Scott closed and locked the door so that we would not be disturbed. We then went around the hut making sure all the curtains were properly drawn so that we could have the lights on without anyone outside being able to see. Scott gave me a quick tour of the hut showing me where the loos were and we ended up in one corner where there were a number of bunks and mattresses used for holding sleep-overs.
"See, I told you this was the right place." Scott said triumphantly.
"Yeah, it is nice and cosy and private. I like it." I agreed.
Suddenly I was nervous and having second thoughts; unlike Scott who began to strip off. Very soon he was standing there with nothing on and I was still fully clothed. Well, if you call two sandals, a pair of shorts and a tee fully dressed that is.
"What's the matter?" Scott asked, "You getting cold feet or something? Don't you want to do it now?"
"I've just got very shy and yes I still want to do it." I replied.
"Well I'll go first if you want to wait," Scott offered.
"No!" I almost shouted and started to strip off. "I'll go first."
"Come over here then," Scott said.
I moved over towards him and he reached out and pulled me into one of his loving embraces.
We kissed for a long while as Scott's hands gently but firmly massaged the nervousness out of me; soothing my muscles with his loving caresses. He was so patient with me and I loved him all the more for it. Our cocks hardened and lifted up to lie alongside each other as we pressed our naked bodies into each other. As we clung together we eased over towards the mattresses and only there did we break the embrace and the kiss. Scott had brought along an old blanket with him so that we could cover the mattresses and make it easier to clean up any mess. I got the baby oil out of my back pack and holding it out to Scott, I said, "Here, it's probably best if you apply this as you will be able to see better where it should go." I lay down on the mattress on my back looking up at my lover who was still standing.
"You've grown some again." Scott said as he looked down at me.
"I know. I've got bit taller and my cock and balls are bit bigger too." I confirmed.
"Yeah, your cock is almost as long as mine now but not quite so thick and your balls are bigger for sure. Plus you've got a nice thick lot of bush there as well."
I beamed. It was so good to hear Scott compliment the size of my genitals and compare them so closely to his own which had outshone mine by a great degree when we had first got naked in front of each other. Scott knelt down and then leaned in so we could kiss each other once more. If my cock could have it would have got even harder with the kind and loving way my Scott was treating me. I just knew that I was doing the right thing with him and that this would help to cement out relationship together.
We parted lips once more and I lay back presenting my naked body to Scott -- his for the taking. At that moment he could do whatever he wanted to me and it would have been perfectly alright by me. Scott propped himself up on his elbow his cock lying across my hip and leaking some pre=cum over my balls as he looked over the entire length of my body presented to him in total sacrifice. We stayed like that for what seemed a long time, but in hind-sight was probably only a matter of seconds.
"How do you want to do this then?" I asked.