Station Pick Up

When I was in my late teens I was approached by a man in a suit, pink shirt and white tie who asked if I had a place to stay that night. It was in a railway station late at night. I told him I still lived at home with my parents and I was waiting for a train.

Then he asked if I was interested in going to a party. He said some of his friends would be happy to meet me. I said, 'Male friends of yours?'

He wanted to know if I was interested. He had that way of looking at me as if he could read my homosexual thoughts. I said, 'Why not?' My parents wouldn't bother if I didn't show up. I'd done it before.

We went to an upmarket apartment. There was a handful of guys, one of them a crossdresser. I drank a soft drink. Two nice looking sorts on the sofa began kissing and were soon pulling their cocks out.

My new friend said to me, 'What do you think of that?' and I told him it was nice. "Can you do blow jobs?' I said I'd done a few.

We went to a corner of the room and I got down on my knees as he unzipped. He put his fat cock in my face and I opened wide and sucked it. With one hand on the back of my head he jerked off and cum on my tongue, thick globs of jizz. Another guy handed me a hankie, said 'Did you like that?' I said it was fucking fantastic.

I sucked the other guy but he never blew. After five minutes he went soft.

The crossdresser, in a smart dress, stockings, wig and make-up helped me up and said 'Can we go into the bedroom?' Of course. He wore glasses and had a pretty face. When he took his dress off he had a garter belt and black lacey panties. I could see the bulge of his small genitals and was aroused.

We did a sixty niner before I fucked him, going into an arse for the first time. It was a tight fit and I loved the beautiful feeling I got barebacking him. He moaned like a woman having an orgasm and I unloaded a big load into him .

When I looked my friend from the station was in the bedroom, completely naked and stroking himself. He wanted to fuck me. My stomach felt queer. I'd never been fucked up the arse, yet had always dreamed about it, so , a bit fearful I said yes, adding 'Can you go easy, I'm very tight.'

And he fucked me slowly. It was so fucking painful, felt so big inside me, stretching me, pushing every millimeter he could inside me. No condom so I could enjoy his spurting juice. Not that I did. He pumped me hard then cried out and stopped. He was finished and I'd been fucked.

When it grew light he paid for a taxi to take me to the station.