I'll make no excuses about it, all I am saying that it was easy to lure Geoffrey into my beach hut.
We'd been doing some surfing you see, I'd seen him perform and he was great catching the waves, much better than me and every time I tried I was a complete failure.
Geoff had realised that, came over to help me up - made me feel a bit old though, my being twice his young and tender age which I reckoned on being about twenty, I was almost right, he told me he was 19. I guess our relationship started because I made him laugh, every time I did a nose dive when trying to catch a wave, mind you I had the last laugh when, showing off - he did this somersault whist surfing and ended up with split shorts. Fortunately I had a spare pair which would just about fit him, I told him to come and change in my beach hut.
Need I say more? Well of course I should, that's why you are reading Huh?
From the very start, when I'd watched him down his jeans on the beach revealing his shorts beneath I fancied him something chronic, ask me why? Well it was just that certain something and he looked really good in tight shorts, that gorgeous breakfast box looking so very tempting. Going through my mind and I will be quite blatant about this - although I loved Danny to death and we'd shared wondrous times together, both in his four wheel drive and his pad, I just felt in the mood for younger cock, I wanted to taste something that was not shrivelled up with age if you know what I mean - not saying Danny had lost it - far from it he could still raise great and very satisfying erection - but when it shrivelled that was that, I lost the will to suck after his fuck as he'd always wanted me to, it just did not do anything for me any more - now the thought of young cock, that was different altogether and with a bit of luck I would soon be lucky.
Well he did wonder why I needed to go into the hut with him, maybe he was shy I don't know, but I said I needed a pick me up.
"A pick me up. Like???" he asked
"Like I want a drink, see that stove, it operates by butane gas so I can brew up a nice coffee if you so desire?"
With that mention he seemed to be fine with that and wasted no time at all removing those split shorts.
"So where are your shorts .Pete?" he asked covering his tackle with his hands. No way could I even get a peak, me thinking what a waste when it was all there for me to admire!
I hedged that I couldn't remember where I'd put them, thinking of a way to show him I was attracted to him. Then he bent down and I caught an eyeful of pure unadulterated young cock and balls, just waiting to be pampered. He had a beauty on him and wonderful fine hanging balls. Whether it was the way I was looking or what but I guess he'd suddenly realised what I was all about
"You are after my ass aren't you, Pete you pervert!" He came straight out with it just like that so I gave him an equally open reply...
"You have sussed me, but in case you get me wrong I am in to taking cock, not giving - if you kinow what I mean, but I have no inhibitions about oral"
I couldn't believe I'd said that but he didn't batter ah eyelid, but he did say...