This story and its predecessor, "Alan -- The Beginning", are autobiographical and I have only changed a few details from reality.
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Alan had been fucking me for 3 weeks. He was much more confident now and he took what he wanted, my bum mainly. It was great for me too, as I love being fucked, and having a gorgeous young man who wanted to be in me several times a day was wonderful. However I wanted more, in particular I wanted to get into Alan's bum. But, whenever I touched him there, he shrunk away from me. He liked me licking his anus but that was as far as it went.
Then one evening he phoned me. "Chris, I've injured my leg playing football" he said.
"Is it bad?" I asked.
"It's a thigh strain and I can't really put any weight on it." He replied.
"Shall I still come over tomorrow? I enquired.
"I'd like to see you" he said "But we might not be able to play all our games!"
"I'll think of something" I laughed.
That night I made my plan and, although I wanted to masturbate, I didn't, telling myself that I needed to preserve my strength for tomorrow.
The next morning, on the way to Alan's house, I stopped at the shops and bought something to help his thigh strain.
When I got to his house, he opened the door and hobbled back so I could come in. I put my arms around his neck and kissed him. Our tongues entwined and an observer would have known immediately how much we cared for each other and lusted for each other's bodies.
"Look what I have bought you" I said handing him my shopping bag.
He opened the bag and said "Baby oil?"
"Yes, baby oil. I'm going to massage that bad leg of yours. I know how to look after my man!" I said through my smile.
"Let's get you upstairs."
I found some towels and spread them on his bed.
"Come on! Strip and lie down." I told him.
He did as he was told and I stripped too. "I don't want to get oil on my clothes! I said.
Now let's see that leg."
I put some oil in my hands and gently massaged his leg. He lay back and gradually relaxed.
"Does this help?" I asked.
"Yes, Chris. It's great" he said.
"Good let me do the other leg too" I replied.
I worked on his legs, oiling him from toe to crutch. Whenever I got to the top of his legs I kissed his cock which was semi-hard and stirred as my lips touched him.
"Roll over" I ordered and he complied.
I oiled the backs of his legs kissing his bottom whenever it was in reach. He was very relaxed now and there was no tension in his muscles at all.
"Roll on your side and pull your top leg up towards your chest." I said.
I put some oil in my hand and reached between his legs to hold his cock. Then I pushed my face into his lovely bottom and pushed my tongue into his anus as I slowly wanked him. God, he tasted wonderful and his firm young cock felt great as it slid between my fingers. I kept this up for some time, exciting him but not taking him too close to his climax.