“A Teen Awakening “
Written by Marc Stone.
First up, lets get the legal disclaimer out of the way. If you are under 18
years of age (or 21, depending on your area & country) or it is illegal to
view sexually explicit material then you should stop NOW. This story contains
scenes of an explicit nature featuring consensual gay sex between teenagers,
teenagers and adults, and teenagers who may or may not be related. Although,
semi-autobiographical, the author of this story in no way condones sex between
adults and minors or incest. This story features, what in today’s society, is deemed
unsafe sexual practices. The author urges anyone engaging in sexual activity to
use their head and practice safe sex.
Now the story continues…
Chapter Seven: Boys In Blue!
I stayed in the Navy for a total of four weeks, only leaving because I
slipped and cracked my head open. During that time me, Steve & Paul had
Many more different encounters. I keep in touch with them for a while after
leaving, and the last time we spoke, they had been posted to Hong Kong.
After a brief period of unemployment I landed a job working in the civilian
sector of the police force. I have always been good at typing and managed
to get a position in the typing pool. There was me and twelve girls split
between two offices. We handled all the typing for the station, including
witness statements, case reports, summonses and much more. There was a lot
of vitality between the two offices, and as I spent time working in both I
got to hear all the gossip but if any of the girls had boyfriend trouble I
had to hide under the desk! It was the usual thing, all men are bastards…
my boyfriend dumped me etc… Now up until this time I was still confused
About my sexuality, although I knew I fancied guys a lot more than I
fancied women but I wasn’t ready to be identified as gay and I tried to
play the straight guy at work.
Across the street from the station was a gay bar called “Kudos” which
featured mainly office types having a drink after work. One night, after
work, I decided to pop in there, and after quickly looking around I walked
into the bar, ordered a drink and tried to hide among the throng of people
inside.
The bar was packed with various city types and I saw a few people who I
fancied. As I looked about I noticed a familiar face. He hadn’t noticed me
yet, so I checked him out. He was a police officer at the station where I
worked, one I always thought was straight. He was around 24 years old,
about 6ft tall and very slim, but butch looking. I was staring at him,
eyeing him up, when he suddenly turns round and saw me looking at him.
I blushed a deep shade of red and returned to drinking my drink. The next
thing I know, I feel a tap on my shoulder. I turn round and look into the
face of the handsome cop I was checking out.
“Hi, I’m Paul”, he said, offering his hand
“Hi Paul, I’m Marc”, I said, shaking his hand
“You work across the road at the station, don’t you? I’m sure I’ve seen you
in there”, he asked
“Yeah, I work in the typing pool, you came in once, with a statement to
type”, I replied.
“Never seen you in here before?” he asked
“No, well, I’m not sure that I’m gay, I know I like guys, but I also like
girls, and well, I didn’t want anyone at work to know. This is the first
gay pub I’ve been in and I just wanted to see what it was like”, I stated.
“Ahh..I see. You like guys though? You did anything before?” he asked
“Oh yeah, I mean, I’ve been fucked by a couple of guys before, just I’m not
sure if I’m totally gay, you know?”
“Yeah, I can understand. I was the same. Listen, me and a couple of friends
are going out tonight, to a pub in the East End. You wanna come along?”
“Erm, I dunno, is it a gay pub?”
“Yeah. They’ve got a good cabaret act on tonight. It’s up to you.”
“Okay, sure. How do I get there?” I asked
“I can pick you if you like. One of my friends is driving there.”
“Okay”.
I gave him my address and he said he would pick me up around 9.30pm. I said
goodbye and left for home. On the train journey home I couldn’t stop
thinking about him. I was excited and nervous about tonight. As soon as I
got in, I ran a bath and started to get undressed. As I got down to my
underwear I noticed that my cock was hard and throbbing, leaking pre-cum
Making a nice little wet spot at the tip of my cock. I giggled and stepped
out of them, and sank into the bath.
I lazed in the bath dreaming about tonight, what was gonna happen? Did he
fancy me? All kinds of thoughts were running through my head. I finished my
bath, and decided to hold my balls and cock, which I had done once before.
Mainly because it makes everything looking neat and tidy, and secondly because
it feels so nice when a guy licks your balls with no hair there. I stood up
in the bath and latered up my dick and balls. I started to shake
underneath my balls, and my cock twitched. By the time I had reached the
front my cock was standing to full attention. I didn’t want to jerk off, as
I wanted to wait and see what was gonna happen tonight, but I found my hand
gripping my later covered shaft and began to fist it slowly. My other hand
slid up to my nipple which I began to tweak gently as I pumped my cock. It
wasn’t long before I was shooting streams of hot cum all over my
bathroom wall. I cleaned up, finished my shake and stepped out of the bath
to get ready.
I got dressed and about twenty-five minutes past nine, I heard a knock at
my door. Paul was standing there in a pair of tight blue Levi’s (which
showed off his gorgeous bum) and a tight white t-shirt. He smiled and
asked if I was ready. I got my jacket and keys and followed him to the car.
Inside the car was his friends Dave and Tony, who I found out, worked at a
different police station. I felt kind of relieved to know I was out with
three policemen!! We drive off up to the Black Duck in Limehouse, East
London, a famous gay pub. As we went inside, all eyesimmediately turned to
see who was coming in. I blushed as a number of men immediately locked eyes
with me. I just titled my head downwards and proceeded to the bar with the
guys. We ordered our drinks and found a table to sit down at. That night, a
cabaret act called Dave Lynn was on stage. Anyway, a DJ was playing some good music,
so we all sat there and chatted about this and that. A little while later, Dave and Tony excused
themselves, as they had seen a couple of friends of theirs, leaving me and Paul alone.
I kept staring at his bright blue eyes as he spoke, and I could feel my
heart skipping beats when he called me by name. I was lost in his eyes, and
it wasn’t until he reached over and touched my hand that I was jolted out
of my dreaming.
“You alright??”, he asked
“Yeah, I’m fine. Sorry, I was miles away”, I replied
“So I could see”, he said with a wink
“Sorry, you have really nice eyes, and I was just staring at them”
My God? Did I just say that out loud. I immediately blushed a deep shade of
red, which I’m sure he couldn’t have missed. He just smiled and said,
“Yeah, a lot of people compliment me on them”
“Well, you’re a very attractive guy”
Shit, I must engage my brain before I open my mouth. I shut up then, and
just sat there, rather embarrassed.
Anyway, the lights dimmed and the music started and on came the cabaret.
Now, not having seen Dave Lynn before, I just sat there transfixed. This
man looked so much like a woman, it was unreal. A very attractive woman at
that. It wasn’t until he spoke that you realized it was a man! The show
consistent of some playful banter and lots of songs, mainly from shows.
During the show, I kept stealing glances at Paul, and was pleased to notice
he was doing the same. He had moved his chair around, so that he was next
to me, and he sat there, our thighs touching. I glanced back up at the act,
and let out a deep, audible sight, as I feel his hand rest upon my thigh. I
looked around at him but he was watching the act. I looked down and could
see a visible bulge in his jeans. My mouth suddenly went dry and I took
Another swig of my lager. I sat there for a couple of minutes deciding what
I should do, and thought, the only course of action is to do the same to
him. So I gently placed my hand on his upper thigh, lightly brushing his
massive jean-covered erection. It was his turn to let out a gasp.
We sat there like that for the rest of the show, and once it had finished
we turned to each other, and I just placed my lips against his and stuck my
tongue deep into his throat. He grossed and pushed his tongue into my mouth
and we sat there for what seemed like ages, just kissing and rubbing each
others backs.
By this time, Dave and Tony had come back over. They just laughed and said,
“Well, it looks like Paul won’t be sleeping alone tonight”.
I inwardly felt pleased at that, that he had chosen me, and I looked
forward to spending the night with him. It was nearly time to go, so we
stood to get our jackets, our erections blatantly obvious. Paul just looked
down at mine and smiled, and whispered in my ear,
“Nice. I want to suck it for you”.
My knees trembled as those words registered in my brain. I just smiled at
him and whispered in his ear,
“I’d love you too, but you’ve got to promise me that you’ll fuck me
afterwards”.
I couldn’t believe how brazen I was being. I’m normally (and sometimes
Still) a very shy guy when it comes to chatting up men. But this man was
bringing out all sorts of feelings in me. Feelings of lust, of desire and
love? No, it was too early for that, wasn’t it? I could feel myself
slipping though. Anyway, we made our way back to the car. Me and Paul were
in the back and Dave & Tony were in the front. I found out later that Dave
and Tony were fuck buddies so their evening was pretty much planned out.
Me and Paul resumed our kissing in the back seat, when Paul whispered in my
ear,
“So, do you want to come back to my place for the night. I’ve got to be up
Early in the morning for work though, is that okay?”
I just smiled and said it was. Paul told Tony (who was driving) that we
would be going to his place. We arrived notthat long after and I followed
him, as he opened his door and went in.
He told me to make myself comfortable while he made us a drink. I looked
around his house, it was very new and very stylish. Large screen
television, midi hi-fi system, video’s and CD’s in racks. I took off my
jacket and sat on the couch, as he came back with two cups of coffee. He
sat down next to me and we began to chat again. He asked how I enjoyed the
pub, the cabaret etc. All the while we was talking I kept creeping glances
at his expanding bulge. This guy was getting turned on just talking with
me. This of course set me off, and it wasn’t long before we both had hard
cocks in our jeans.
Paul leaned over to me and began to lightly kiss my neck, which sent
electric shivers down my spine, and straight to my cock and arse. He began
moving his tongue up to my ear, which he proceeded to nibble gently. I just
let out a deep moan, and began to do the same to him, teasing his neck with
my tongue. His hands began to roam over the front of my chest, brushing
over, my now, erect nipples, sending more shiprs down my spine. As you
will remember (see previous chapters) I have extremely sensitive nipples.
His hands caresed them for a while before moving down and resting on my
rock hard cock, still encased in its denim prison. Another groan for me,
and I again, followed his lead and moved my hands down to his nipples…
“What’s that?” I asked, pointing to his nipple, with an element of suprese
in my voice.
“That? Oh, that’s my nipple ring. You never see one before?”
I shook my head.
“You wanna see it?” he asked
I nodded. Words seemed impossible at this time.
He pulled away from me, and began tugging at his t-shirt, pulling it over
his head. And there it was, a shiny silver ring straight through his
nipple. I reached over and gently touched it. He shivered, and I looked
into his eyes, as I bent my head forward and took his nipple into my mouth
and began to gently tug at the ring with my tongue.
He ground his chest into my face as I flicked at his nipple, lightly biting
the ring and tugging. His breath was coming in fast and short gasps now.
Mine wasn’t much better! He pulled my head away from his chest and looked
at me straight in the eyes and said
“Shall we move this upstairs now?”
I grinned and replied, “Sure, just one thing, this might sound a little kinky?”
He looked at me, smiled and said,
“You want me to wear my uniform, don’t you?”
“Oh God yes, how did u know?”
“It figures, most guys I bring home arethe same, I don’t mind”
We quickly knocked back our coffee and I followed him eagerly up the
stairs. We reached his bedroom, and I noticed the large, king size double
bed, with crisp white sheets and a large duvet. We stepped into the room
and I sat on the bed as he began to unzip his jeans.
He lowered them slowly, revealing a bright white pair of Calvin Klein
briefs, which were bulging out with the pressure of his hard cock. He kept
staring straight at me as he kicked off his boots and took off his jeans,
leaving him standing there in his briefs and a pair of white socks. I
Couldn’t help myself and began to rub my cock through my jeans. A small
damp patch was beginning to show, where my cock was pouring out pre-cum. He
just smiled and reached into his wardrobe and pulled out his neighborly pressed
uniform. I watched transfixed as he slipped into his trousers, and his
Crispwhite shirt with clip-on tie. He placed his belt on and attached his
handcuffs and truncheon. I looked at the cuffs and an extremely dirty
thought entered my head. He noticed me looking at them, and just smiled, as
If knowing what I was thinking. He finished dressing and stood there, in
full uniform, including the helmet, smiling.
He walked over to me and told me to stand. I stood and he proceeded to pull
my t-shirt over my head. His hands moved down to my belt and began to undo
it, sliding it through the loops, and tossing it on the floor. I just stood
There looking at him, as his hands began to unbutton my jeans, one button
at a time, very slowly. He slide my jeans to my ankles, revealing my blue
boxer shorts, held out with my throbbing erection. A dark wet stain had
Formed at the tip where my dick was leaking sweet teen pre-cum. He knelt
down and pulled them down, my cock bouncing up and nearly smacking him in
the face. All I had on now was my white socks which he decided to leave
(must be like me and have a thing for guys in white socks). He told me to
lay back on the bed and stretch my arms out to either side of my head. I
knew what was coming and my cock gave an involuntary twitch, adding more
pre-cum to the puddle that was forming on my stomach.
I laid back and he gently grabbed my arms pulling them above my head, I
heard the click and feel the cold metal snap around my wrists. I just
looked at him, lust in his eyes, his trousers stretched with his raging
hard-on. He kissed me, sliding his tongue into my mouth, as his hands
stroked down my restrained arms. He moved his tongue down across my neck
until he reached my left nipple, flicking at it, and then biting gently.
All I could do was groan and grind my hips up at his chest as his mouth
moved lower and lower.
He slide his tongue down, along the shaft of my cock until he reached my
sheved balls. He let out a sight and began to lick and suck on them. I was
in ecstasy. He then slide his tongue back up my smooth cock until he reached
the head, which was still leaking pre-cum everywhere. He flicked out his
tongue and scooped up my teen juices, coating the rest of my cock with it.
He looked up at me with those baby blue eyes… my heart stopped…and he
Plung my entire cock down his throat. Now I am not massive by no means,
but I am not small either, and he just swallowed my whole cock in one
breath. I let out a deep sight and crushed my groin into his face.
His tongue was driving me wild, he would slide up and down my cock using his
tongue while my cock was buried in his throat. He gently slide a hand up to
my nipples and began to rub them, all the while sucking on my cock. I don’t
Know whether it was the blow job, the nipples, the feeling of helplessness
or all three, but it was an incredible turn on, and I found myself nearing
the point of no return.
“Paul….erm, ahhh, Paul…I’m gonna cum….oh yeah…”
Paul’s reply was to suck harder on my throbbing dick, causing me to fuck
His mouth, lifting my hips and grinding them into his face. He could feel
my cock beginning to swell, so could I. He began to suck faster, his
fingers flying across my nipples. With a loud yell, I sank my cock into the
further reachs of his throat and began to unload stream after stream of
hot, sweet teen cum. He swallowed greedily, but some still managed to
escape out of his mouth, and flow back down the outside of my dick. He
Pulled his mouth off of my softening cock, wiped his hand across his mouth,
and moved up and stuck his tongue right down my throat again. I could taste
myself on his breakfastth, which didn’t exactly cool me off. He looked as if he
was in some disappoint, his troublers were scanning. He caught me looking
and moved, so he was straddling my chest.
He reached up and pulled down the zip on this trousers, reaching inside and
pulling out the most beautiful cock I had ever seen. It must have been
about 7.5 – 8 inches in length, very thick and curved slightly upwards. He
was uncut, but his foreskin had been stretched back by the ferocity of his
erection. He moved a bit further up my chest and bent his cock down so that
the head was resting on my lips. Small drops of pre-cum were leaking out of
the end, coating my lips with his sweet tasting cream.
I opened my mouth and flicked out my tongue across the head, licking at his
manly juices. He shifted position so that he could lower his cock into my
mouth, without my teeth getting in the way. I just laid there, contentedas
he began to fuck my mouth, thrusting that throbbing shaft of flesh into my
willing throat. He carried on like this for a few minutes until I pulled my
mouth off his cock, and said,
“Paul, I want you to fuck me, and I want you to fuck me now, but not like
this, fuck me doggy style”.
He grinned, that lovely smile of his, and reached for the key to the cuffs,
undoing them. I flipped over onto my front and again placed my hands above
my head. He re-fasted the cuffs and I raised my butt into the air.
He moved down and slide his tongue all the way from my neck down to the
crack of my arse, gently teasing me, avoiding my willing hole, until he
Supresed me by plunging his tongue deep into me. I shuddered and moaned
loudly, pushing my butt back into his face. His hot tongue was doing
Wonders, and I feel my cock begin to stir again, as he continued to rim me
out. I looked around and saw him reach for a bottle of lube, squeezing a
dollars onto his fingers, he began to gently insert one into my hole. The
first twinge of pain subsided and was replaced by that feeling of
indescribable pleasure. The first finger was quickly joined by a second and
Then a third, as he began to thrust them into me, loosening me up for his
hard dick. I looked around again, to see him coating his cock with more
lube, and shifting himself up, until I could feel the head pushing at my
sphincter. He gripped my hips and slowly began to feed me his length, the
initial burning sensing, replaced by one of fullness. Within seconds, he
was buried on me right up to the balls. My cock had now returned to full
hardness and was again leaking pre-cum all over his clean sheets. He
reached around and grabbed my throbbing dick, giving it a few, quick tugs,
Then pulling his cock all the way out and thrusting back in again, fast and
hard.
He quickly picked up a rhythm of slamming into me hard and fast, my cock
bobbing underneath, me unable to reach it because of my restraints. He was
breathing hard and fast, and so was I, come to think of it, each thrust
made me gasp and moan, he kept whispering what a beautiful arse I had, how
he was looking forward to fucking me again, how he wanted my cock up him.
It wasn’t long before I could feel the tell tale signs of an impending
orgasm, he was hitting my prostrate with every thrust, and I hadn’t even
touched my cock.
“Mark, oh god mark, you’re so beautiful, ohhh…ummm… I’m gonna cum
soon… do you want me to cum up you Mark?? Arrghhh…yeah…”
I just grunted and pushed my arse back, trying to get more of him inside
me. He began to speed up his thrusting, his constant bashing of my
prostrate now pushing me over the edge,
“Oh Paul, I’m gonna cum, you’re making me cum with that cock of
yours…ohhh…yeah…ummmmm…here it comes…”
With that, my cock exploded, shooting streams of hot white teen cum all
over his sheets. When he saw this he thrust deep inside of me, I could feel
his cock expanding and pulsing as he unloaded a river of cum into my guts.
He thrust a few more times making sure he hadn’t missed any, then gently
Pulled his softening dick from my well hurt hole.
I collapsed onto the bed, and he came forward and laid on top of me. I
could feel his wet cock, resting on my butt cheats. I think I fell in love
with him then. I was 18 years old, heading towards my last year as a teen
and I had a gorgeous guy laying on me. He undid the cuffs, undressed and we
laid side by side, smoking a cigarette. I laid there on my side, looking at
him as he smoked. His chest was rising fast, I guess he still hadn’t caught
his breath yet. He looked at the clock, it was 3.38am. he had to be up at
5.30 to get ready for work. He looked over at me and said,
“Mark, thats the best sex I have had in a long time, do you wanna see my
again?”
My heart leapt and I struggled to find the words,
“Yeah, I would love to see you again”.
“Well, we are all going down the Swan again this Saturday if you’d like to
come. There’s a bit of a party afterwards, and if their other parties are
anything to go by, it will probably end up as an orgy. Do you think you
could handle that?”
“I think so, as long as you will be there.”
“I’ll be there. Ok, Saturday it is then. Now, I need to get “some” sleep
before it’s time for work. Night”.
He leaned over and kissed me again on the lips, before laying back and
closing his eyes. I stayed there, on my side, watching his chest rise and
Fall as he quickly fell into a deep sleep. I placed my arm across his chest
and snuggled up close to him, trying to ignore my growing erection…
More to cum!!!!!
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