I was out on my usual Sunday morning ride, down country lanes, enjoying the peace and tranquility. I'm in the split shorts and cum stained jock that Jimmy fucked me in. Annoyingly. I got a puncture in the rear wheel. The road was very narrow, so I pushed the bike to a hay barn. I had the bike upside down, getting the wheel off, when a tractor pulled into the barn. Out jumped a young guy and came over to see if he could help. Henry was short, no more than 5'6", but solid as a rock. He had cut-off denims and a torn T-shirt. His unruly, tangled hair and piercing brown eyes made my balls tingle. I told him I could manage, but asked if there was somewhere I could wash my hands when I'd finished. He pointed to a little outhouse and said there was a toilet and washbasin in there. With the wheel on some hay bales, I bent down to remove the tyre. Henry stood behind me and I shuddered as I felt his hand feeling my shorts. I looked round, he leaned down and we kissed. I left the bike and we embraced, tongues duelling in a moment of passion. He led me over to some loose straw and we lay, snogging, feeling each other's bodies. Our tops came off. Henry had a mat of hair over his pecs and abs, disappearing into his cut-offs. He fondled my arse and found the split Jimmy had made. He wormed his finger in. I undid his shorts, he had no underwear, and a fat, cut dick sprang out. I stroked its veiny skin and it grew impressively in my hand His finger probed deeper and I pushed back onto it. Henry laid me on my back, pulled my right leg into the air and his dick went through the split into my waiting arse. I managed to adjust my hardness, but couldn't get it out of my shorts, He fucked me roughly, as if he hadn't had sex in ages, and it wasn't long before he tensed and fired jets of spunk into me. He pulled out, I dropped my shorts and he watched as wanked cum over my top.
We kissed and he helped me reassemble the bike. We swapped numbers, it won't be ages before he has sex again. I cycled home with a soggy bum. Henry had already sent a text, wanting to see me again. I invited him to the flat.
A couple of weeks later, Henry sent another text. He would like to 'cum' over Friday night, as he had Saturday off. replied that it would be great to see him again, and he was welcome to stay the night. He arrived at 8.00, dressed in Nike, white top and grey trakkies. He clearly had no underwear. His hair was brushed and the smell of Joop! wafted around him. I felt under-dressed, but appreciative that he had taken the trouble for me. I offered him a beer and we settled down for a cuddle and chatted, getting to know each other. He's 21, lives on the farm with his parents and two siblings. He's not out, as his parents are very conservative in their views. We couldn't keep our hands off one another for long. I took his hand and led him to the bedroom. We stood by the bed, making out. Our hands slid into one another's pants. He had a tight bubble butt with fine hair. My dick was already straining out the side of my jock. I slipped his trakkies down and his cock bounced into view. I took his top off, leaving him in just his socks. He undressed me and we fell onto the bed, kissing, our hands exploring bodies. He asked me to be patient, as he was very inexperienced, and a virgin. I told him I wouldn't fuck him unless he wanted it. We were in a sixty-nine, clearly new to him as jets of cum fired prematurely into my mouth. He apologised. I assured him it was fine, kissing him so he could taste his own juices. We went back to the lounge, had a beer and chatted some more. I told him about some of the funny sexual scrapes I had and he relaxed. I told him about Jimmy, the French guy with the big cock, and about the basketball team, all the time running my hand over his tight body. The basketball guys made his erection return. He said he didn't know whether he'd have liked to have been me, or one of my assailants. We went back to bed and were soon petting. He got on top and mounted me. I told him to take his time. Now relaxed, he turned out to be a gifted lover, helped by cumming once already. We tried it in several positions. I prefer doggy style, but he preferred to be on top so he could watch my expressions and kiss me. We fucked for ages, with plenty of lube, till I could hold out no longer, and came more than had in a long time. Seeing that sent him over the top and he emptied his balls inside me. I asked if he'd like another beer, but he'd been up since 5 am and needed to sleep.
The next morning, we showered, had breakfast, and went back to bed to chill and have a lie-in. We must have drifted off again. I was awoken by the doorbell. Knowing who it was, I told Henry to stay there and answered the door, still naked, to Jimmy. He wasn't surprised, he knows I'm often in the nude. I whispered that I had a surprise for him, all the time kissing and undressing him, leaving his clothes strewn across the lounge. I introduced him to Henry. We climbed into bed, with Henry in the middle. Kissing him I said you're gonna have your first threesome. He took a while to work out which way to turn, but nature took over and he was soon fucking Jimmy from the side. This enabled me to rub up and down his crack. I put lube on my finger and as he went in and out of Jimmy, my finger went further into him. He pulled out of Jimmy and asked me to fuck him. Knowing his preferred position now, I laid him on his back and gently mounted him, using loads of lube. Jimmy knelt by his head, Henry took him into his mouth. We fucked steadily, not wanting to hurt him. His erection came back, so I could toss him at the same time. Jimmy said he was about to cum. Henry wanked the base of the shaft and semen splattered his face. I leaned over and licked it off, kissing the cum into Henry's mouth. He concentrated on getting fucked now and replaced my hand with his own. Moments later, we came together. His first jet cleared his head. Jimmy managed to get in the way of the rest. My dick went limp and fell out. We cuddled for a while.
We headed into town. I bought Henry a couple of pairs of CKs and a jock, as he didn't own any underwear. We lunched in town. Back home, Henry modelled the jockstrap. It framed his bubble butt beautifully. Jimmy couldn't resist bending him over and rimming him. Henry leaned on the dining table and Jimmy penetrated. I watched and wanked. Henry pulled his cock out from the side of the jock and tossed himself off, putting more cum on my carpet. I followed suit. His bum received the second load of the day.
I made sandwiches and coffee, and eventually, they both left. I had an early night. I hadn't had that much sex in 24 hours in years.
Two days later, I had a text from Henry, He had come out to his family and was relieved that it had gone better than he expected. I replied how happy I was for him and for him to take his time and not rush into a relationship, unless he's certain, and that I was happy to fuck anytime.
