I want to be with Kevin again and again, It was he who brought me out in the most dramatic and thrilling way, when I felt that first taste of pure unadulterated cock enter my being like a fast piston engine, breaking my virginity right away and consoling my inhibitions.
And he'd prepared me in the most delightful way, making me realise I was gay.. All those awful inhibitions were set free and Kevin aspired in me all the confidence I needed.
No more feeling guilty about the way I am, no more stealing moments at home to satisfy myself, if you could call it that, with an anal vibrator or whatever was at hand which would do the trick. Laying on my side in the bathroom and watching myself do it in a long mirror. Plunging the vibrator in and out of my asshole was a nice feeling but it could never be like the full flesh cock I felt with Kevin and it could never have broken my virginity real time.
All those mad things I did when Julie was out. Julie is my sister and we shared a flat. She'd often asked when was I going to find myself a nice girl but I couldn't tell her that wasn't my scene. She brought her new guy home several times and asked me if I minded if he stayed the night, like she was considering I might be envious because I had no one. Little did she know that I fancied her guy probably as much as she did, but he was as straight as a dye so there was no messing with him.
But when I heard them shagging deep into the night I imagined it was me getting the best of her guy. He had the most delightful lunch box and once, when I arrived home unexpected., I caught Julie having a right old rummage of it as they ardently kissed.
She needn't have been embarrassed but she did apologise. She was my sister and I guess she had the same passion tendencies as I did, and save to say at the time I would have so liked to have taken her place, just to get a good feel and taste of that stupendous cock.
But now I have found Kevin and he does me just fine. I am on a learning curve each time we fuck and my God he does it so beautifully, the build up, the deep fuck, everything. I have grown so much part of him that I feel he is constantly inside me. I can smell and taste him all the week through after our weekend sessions, I long for the day he decides to let me move in with him so I can have him regularly.
But he is bi-sexual and is living with this girl he detests anyway, he said he still fucks her but just to keep her happy, that he intends to dump her any time but I keep my fingers crossed and hope. I don't want to kick up too much of a fuss else he may dump me and, now that I have got into the gay mode that would be awful.