A quick fiddle, and a real mess. That's all it had been, Andy told himself. He didn't want to get drawn into being involved in anything that hadn't been in his plan. After all, he was the straight-A student, was going breeze through university without as much as a care in the world - or losing his virginity, if he had his way. Girls, boys, whatever! They were too much hassle. It would all end in tears - and academic failure if he allowed himself to be drawn away now. And yet, the urges were becoming uncontrollable. It was only a week ago that Andy had turned 18, become an adult in mor… 続きを読む

Andy had always been a late starter... Cut his first tooth six months later than the norm, didn't even toddle til he was nearly three and was still a little awkward on his feet when he'd started out at school, let alone pre-school. When puberty hadn't hit until fairly late, the last thing he was going to do was worry about it. His mates were already chatting about their escapades - their first sexual encounters, masturbation and the fun they had with girls they'd never met before when they went off on holiday. It wasn't until his sixteenth birthday that he'd first looked down to see… 続きを読む

Squinting into the thin strip of sunlight perforating the curtains, Andy wearily looked up at the familiar alarm clock. 6:45am. A quick strike of the snooze button, and fifteen minutes sleep would really help lift the fog of the night before. It had been a late one. The previous day still seemed a daze, almost a dream. A rather shy and cumbersome man, he was struggling to come to terms with just how much he had opened up in just one day. Or, for that matter, how worthwhile it had been. For once, fear did not inhibit his actions and he had taken the bull by the horns - or she had, more lite… 続きを読む

He couldn't draw his eyes away from her... Did he want to? What if he got caught. Oh, what the hell... Mmm. Those legs, that ass. No, now was the time to look away. She was looking this way, and besides there was now rather more of a stir between his legs than he would appreciate if she were to speak to him for the first time. "Can I help you, sir?" A much needed distraction. "Err yes," he rather quickly blurted out. "I'd like a double espresso and an almond pastry, please." "Sure. It'll be on it's way shortly." He looked back up. She was still there. She'd obviously fixed… 続きを読む

OK, so a little background to what I'm just about to say. I'm 28, and I last had sex just over two YEARS ago, shortly after I split up with my then girlfriend. Since then, I've had a couple of quick blow jobs off girls I've met and got along with, but nothing has led all the way to the real thing. This has been largely due to the fact that I just cannot consider having penetrative sex with anyone who I don't have real feelings for. It means nothing, and that has meant that in practice I've never been able to get the right sensation. All of which has meant that, more than ever, I ha… 続きを読む