The train pulled into the Flinders Street Station at 9pm, and disgorged a
melee of happy partygoers including me. I'm an 18year old virgin lad, 170
cm tall, slim 65kgs but cut, as I play football in winter and swim
competitions in summer. I'm ok looking, some say I'm cute with light brown
hair that turns honey blonde in summer when I tan up from the sun, I have a
tight bubble bum and a 14cm 5.5inch penis which looks larger in my tight
Speedos when I'm swimming. Anyway I was swept along on the flood of
revelers, the close contact of many bodies was turning me on a little
especially when I felt a hand groping my cock. I couldn't see who it was in
the press of bodies milling about the gate out of the station, but the hand
felt great as it squeezed me and felt me up to a raging erection.
My virginal body was shaking with pure erotic enjoyment as I desperately
tried to work out who had hold of me, was it the dark haired girl in front
or the blonde guy on her right, surely not the older man in the business
suit on her left. I was puzzled then felt a thick hard bulge rubbing
against my cargo shorts clad behind, maybe the hand came from behind me? I
tried to turn to see who was there when a deep voice said, "Don't turn
around, you will ruin the moment, just enjoy this brief contact."
I nodded and swallowed as the bulge pressed harder against my baggy shorts,
the thick rod eased into the deep cleft of my arse as the guy pulled me
back against him, one hand pressed against my flat muscled abdomen the
other pulling on my cock. I felt incredibly aroused and my cock felt like
it was going to explode, I don't think I have ever felt so hard in my life
until this moment. He continued like this until we passed through the
narrow gate then he pulled away and released me as we reached the open
area, I turned but there were people every where so I wasn't sure who it
had been. Damn it I really enjoyed his caresses and the hot feeling of his
cock jammed into my crack felt unreal, I wanted to continue our brief
relationship further but was to be disappointed and I felt completely
deserted and frustrated as my cock pulsed hard in my briefs. I knew I was
oozing pre cum as my briefs felt damp as my cock rubbed while I walked
along. I jammed my hands in my pockets to disguise the sight of my raging
roger.
I shuffled along up Swanston Street till I reached the City Square opposite
the stately old Town Hall, there I joined the throng of revelers enjoying
the band playing there. I leaned back against a low wall divider and stood
there watching the passing parade of happy people, all intent on enjoying
the excitement before wandering down to the Yarra River to watch the
fireworks on the Southbank. There were guys wandering around flogging E so
I moved on not being into drugs I didn't want to get mixed up in that
trouble, I headed down to get a good position along the river bank. I
noticed a bloke about 30 was shadowing me from a distance, I looked away
and just kept walking, but kept flicking my eyes sneakily to the side every
now and then to see if he was still there, he was there every time I
glanced that way. Maybe I was imagining it, there were lots of people
heading the same way, but something about this guy made me think he was
following me. I hurried on and crossed the road to head down towards the
river, the guy followed me about 5 meters behind, I sped up my pace a
little and watched him he increased his speed to match mine I now knew he
was tagging along watching me. He looked ok tall about 90cm or 6ft solid
but looked really well built from what I could see, his hairy legs were
heavily muscled as were his arms, he was wearing a polo shirt and khaki
shorts and leather sandals on his size 12 feet. His hair was shiny black
swept back with a small pigtail and his face was square jawed with heavy
black eyebrows over very dark eyes, his mouth was wide with sensuous lips
below a large aquiline nose. He wasn't pretty looking but very masculine
and commanding in appearance, he saw me looking across at him and he looked
at me blatantly then his lips curved up at the corners softening his
austere _expression. I smiled back and then looked away as I reached the
stairs down to the river.
He followed me down separated by a crowd of others, I reached the riverbank
but turned away from the direction the crowd was going and walked upriver
towards the parkland near the rowing clubs buildings. It was quiet there
and darker as I walked slowly along, I dawdled hoping the stranger would
catch up to me and I heard his sandaled feet slapping down on the path. He
came up beside me and his deep voice rumbled from his massive chest, "
G'day there you have turned the wrong way for the fireworks, I thought that
you were going to Southbank?"
I cleared my nervous throat and said, "No I was going there but it looked
too crowded I'd rather be in a nice quiet place like this."
He smiled his white teeth reflecting the streetlights on the bridge above
as we walked along the bike path, he placed his arm across my shoulders and
I could smell his deodorant through his shirt. The warmth of his arm sent a
shiver through my body and he said, " Are you feeling cold it isn't that
cool?"
I shook my head and tried to speak but my voice broke like a young teenager
as I croaked, "No I'm ok just a bit nervous."
He laughed softly saying, "Don't be nervous I'm not going to hurt you or
anything I'm just being friendly."
I nodded and he hugged me tight to him as we walked on, we reached the
first shed and he steered us between it and the next building, it was much
darker in there and I was shaking all over with excitement again. He turned
me towards him and pulled me against his body as he kissed my forehead, I
almost melted and passed out, my knees turned to jelly and he held me tight
to him. He said, " I know you like this it was me playing with you in the
station earlier. You were very excited then, is it better now you know who
was doing it?"
I nodded speechless as he began to pull my polo shirt over my head my arms
stretched up so he could pull it off, he removed the shirt and stood there
just staring at my hairless torso, his tongue parted his lips as he licked
them. He smiled and said, "You are ravishingly sexy, how old are you 15 or
16?"
I swallowed and said, "No I'm 18 I'm just a late bloomer hair wise, all my
mates call me a skinner because I'm so hairless."
He smiled and said, "Well you look sexier without body hair, I can see you
have some in your arm pits what about your pubes I suppose you have a bush
down there?"
I shook my head and said, "No not a thick bush at all I'm like a 15 year
old down there too just like two angel wing."
He grinned and said, "Oh great I'm going to love playing with you, my name
is Mark by the way what's yours?"
I smiled happily at his compliment and told him my name, "I'm James, Mark
nice to meet you."
He nodded saying, "Same here James can I pull down your shorts and see the
rest of you?"
I looked nervously around and said, "Do you think its safe in here we might
get caught if someone comes along."
He nodded and said, "Hang on James I'm a member here I'll unlock the door
and we can go inside out of sight, how does that grab you?"
I grinned saying; "Cool we should be safe in there then."
Mark unlocked the door and we slipped inside he closed the door behind us
and the lock snapped to again, he led me to an upturned racing scull and
removed my shorts and briefs then pushed me back onto the boat so my body
was arched over the hull on my back. He ogled my nude body from my feet to
my head and whistled softly saying, " Whew James you are a very hot lad,
that sweet young body is awesome, I love the way your six pack is standing
out on your arched tight abdomen. The way your sexy hip bones are standing
out stretching your tanned skin is mind blowing and accentuated your great
young cock and dangling balls."
I blushed deeply in the dim light as he bent down and began to lick my
stomach; I moaned loudly the sensation of his warm wet tongue slavering
over my tight flesh was driving me insane. He licked and tongued each
individual muscle then tongued my button navel causing me to giggle
uncontrolled with the tickling sensation, he licked down my flat lower
abdomen then he sighed when he reached my sparse silky pubes and said, "
You even smell like a young teenager you are so sweet James."
I giggled self-consciously as he began sucking my sparse pubes then slid
around to my now tight nuts as he mouthed them before taking one into his
hot mouth as he sucked and licked it; my brain was reeling with sensuous
pleasure as I wriggled about on the cool smooth hull. He spat out my ball
and dived onto the pouch below, my almost bald perineum. I bucked excitedly
and he grunted as he slobbered on my aroused flesh, he worked down to my
virginal arse lips sending a rocket through my body as I saw stars; I
screamed loudly and spread my legs apart. He grasped the back of my knees
and pushed my legs up raising my arse upwards as he drove his wet tongue
into my hot hole, I heard a keening whine then realized it was me as he
pleasured my hole.
He worked on my ring until I felt saliva running down my crack, he pulled
his face away telling me to hold my legs up as he drove his long middle
finger straight into my twitching twat. I screamed as he brutally rammed
into me and he said, "I'm sorry Jamie I got carried away I forgot you are a
virgin please forgive my attack I'll be more gentle now."
I whimpered in pain and said, "Ok, Mark, but please take it easy on me."
He worked that finger about deep in my body rubbing on something that sent
me into orbit, the incredible feelings racing up my cock making me feel as
though I was going to piss all over. I warned Mark but he laughed and said,
"Don't worry you wont piss you might ejaculate but not piss mate, that is
your love button, your prostate, the little gland in your body that does
your climaxing. Nice feeling isn't it?
I moaned with pleasure speechless and he kept manipulating my ring until he
slipped a second finger up me, I winced and groaned a little as he told me
to relax lie back and enjoy it. He worked those digits around deep inside
me as I writhed about humping my body onto his hand, a third visitor
entered my back door and I really felt full but the pleasures increased to
fever pitch. He fingered me fucking me frantically as I writhed about
groaning, panting and begging him for more, he laughed quietly saying, " Oh
you are one wild hot young guy Jamie, you are really getting off on this
aren't you?"
I couldn't talk coherently I was just a mass of tingling sensory endings,
my whole body was quivering like jelly my lungs were desperately trying to
gulp air and sweat poured from every pore in my skin. He twisted his
fingers about spreading my tight ring open then he pulled out his digits
and slid his fat cut tool into my twitching ring, I squealed in pain but he
pressed his lips to mine muffling the sound as he slowly induced inch after
hot inch of his thick huge manhood up my palpitating chute. I felt every
millimeter of his pole as it spread my rectum then forced its way deeper up
my crimson colon, the sensation of having a huge object going up my tunnel
in reverse was incredible. I felt as though I was going to burst open, I
was sure if he kept going his knob would appear in my gaping panting mouth.
He kept pushing gently up my poor overstretched sphincter; I could feel the
entry of each thick throbbing vein as his fat tool slid greasily up my
hole. Time stood still it seemed as he filled my whole gut, it seemed to
take forever for his pole to slip slowly but relentlessly up my aching
burning ring, eventually after an eon I felt the faintest tickle on my wide
open arse cheeks the arrival of his thick pubic bush was nigh I took a deep
sucking breath as I steeled myself for the final thrust. He groaned and
then just dropped onto my arse and drove the final inch or so into me, I
thought he was nailing me to the boat hull as he lay on top of me my spine
bent almost double, my extremely rigid poker rubbing on my chest.
My overheated body ached from the doubled over position, my spine was
creaking with tension as Mark pinned me down, his face dripping sweat onto
mine as I opened my eyes to stare up at his distorted visage. He was lost
in a sexual dementia, his eyes tightly closed as he grimaced and wriggled
his body sending roaring thrills through my body. He opened his eyes
looking blankly at me then the fog cleared and I c
