Once, I recall, he was stuck up a tree and too frightened to climb down; another time, while messing about by the river’s edge, he fell in and I had to wade in and fish him out! These rescues, although superficially innocuous in nature at first, were always curiously tactile; I would have to carry him, hold him, soothe him and make him better. And more often than not, I would need to take his clothes off in order to do it! Deryk was physically everything I wanted to be at that age but wasn’t. I had curly, ginger hair blowjob and brown eyes; he had wavy black hair and deep blue eyes. I had pale, freckled skin; his was soft and tanned. Unlike me, he also homemade had a wide mouth with well-pronounced lips…..in fact, he was really “cute” and ironically, years later, my first love affair would be with an 18-year old just like that. But that’s another amateur tale. As I grew older, Deryk kept reappearing – always at night - but the scrapes from which I had to rescue him became more and more physical, occasionally even violent. Deryk’s wounds were usually around his groin or thighs, so that I had to take his trousers off, exposing his soft flesh and his white underwear, which I usually had to remove in order to dress his wounds. In reality, of course, I still hadn’t discovered what sexual arousal was. I had caught furtive glimpses of some of the other boys in the gym changing room and in the showers, most of them better developed than me, but I was painfully self-conscious and shy at that age, so these exposures of Deryk’s most private parts were not understood. In one scenario, he had been dragged by his arms, backwards across the gravel playground by some school bullies, tearing his trousers half-off and leaving bruised and bleeding scars over his buttocks. In private, I would delicately turn him over and remove his already ripped trousers and underpants, to reveal his soft, round and bleeding backside, which I would carefully wash and dab dry – before kissing him better! By the time I handjob had discovered the miracle of erections and what happened when you played with them, my adventures with Deryk had taken on a new dimension and the final act in his frequent rescues usually involved a naughtiness I already knew to be high in the catalogue of grave sins. But time moves on and Deryk eventually drifted away. I grew up and discovered the untold wonders of gay sex and at last I understood what my fantasies had all been about. However, I still missed not having Deryk around and I always wished that I had had a real younger brother. But then they do say, “Be careful what you wish for….” The Present In the heart of London’s Soho, there is a particular gay bar I often walk past. From the street, you can see the guys sitting at the tables, some quietly on their own, some in heated, happy chatter with friends, and I always imagined it to be a great place for people-watching, as well as for “making new friends”. Up to now, of course, I had no reason to go inside, as I was perfectly happy in my relationship. Or so I thought. More recently, however, in the spring my 12-year relationship had come to an end and I was alone again. It was now winter and having more-or-less got over the trauma of being dumped 8 months earlier, I was today feeling in a good mood and I was passing that same bar. It was early evening but already it was dark and from the street I could see that it wasn’t very busy. Most people hadn’t finished work yet and there were just a handful of guys in there, most of them sitting alone. The softly lit interior looked friendly and inviting. So I went in. Not having the confidence to join any of the solitary guys at their tables, I took a stool towards one end of the bar. The barman was rather nice. He was very young but had a round, friendly face; he had a shock of dark blond hair and pale blue eyes, japanese which smiled at me from behind the bar as he came over and said, “What can I get you?” I smiled back and thought, “Well, you for a start!” He was tall and slim and he wore a crisp white pilot shirt with short sleeves that showed-off his well-developed biceps. His skin was soft, slightly tanned, and I figured that, being blond, he probably also used the tanning beds at the gym. My pussy was tingling and wet and I felt soo excited. We seemed to be overtaking and undertaking in equal measure, zig-zagging between mopeds with whole families on and tuk tuk taxis. I amateur smiled and told him it was awesome and that I can’t wait to do it handjob again. The first time I ever came in a girl and it was an exquisitely amazing experience! As I made my way, I could feel her ever-so-slightly pressing back to me. Reaching the top, I paused for a moment as I shifted the bottom of my tongue to trace my way back down her. You too, looks like.” I tell him with a reassuring smile. The man was yelling trying to get above the alarms. Onai bowed to Hartwell then to each man after they were introduced also bowing to her. She had kicked off her sneakers and just opened her second beer, and watched while Toby Keith took a jibe at Natalie Mains of The Dixie Chicks before telling everybody he was just a working stiff, like everybody else, and who cares if he owned two mansions, his own jet and about a dozen sports-cars, his success had not spoiled him or his family, and while they were thinking about japanese buying a small Caribbean island, they still considered themselves white trash. “Like that in your mouth baby, your cunt homemade has never been this wet, you are running like a tap,” he repeats, “So wet.” Only for a moment. I looked down at mother who was smiling at the large circular red blotch on her daughter's veil. I could see lots of small irregular marks on my pale white back, but the welts had been flattened to almost nothing. I wouldn't normally be available to any guests like him," she replied. She said grinning. It seemed likely since he had that damn trigger that made her unconscious answers questions if he phrased the question in a specific way. I looked at her with a puzzled look and said “Well… I figured….” she started giggling “You little devil” I joked as I tickled her in her sides. Beth laughed and stood up as she began to undress. John, of course, is eating a bowl of cereal. The blonde and brunette moved closer to the man. He hit a few more keys and a picture appeared on the wall. Her nose twitched. And I don't mean to brag, but really it wasn't.I never had anyone suck my dick like that before. I… I wish,” George labored to answer. Heidi then left the bed and hugged Brenda firmly and then gave way to the bigger black girl to take over the comforting duties. She was sitting in one of the stuffed chairs, so I blowjob sat in my recliner. Suddenly everyone dispersed. The infected would lose all sense of sanity, their memories and feelings eclipsed by madness and a hunger for flesh. When she woke in the morning she was about to pee again and she yelled. All of them must pretend it never happen. I pulled out and shot my load all over her face.