Fucked And Wanked By Old Mr. Brown

My boyhood experience of kinky sex with old Mr. Brown.

When I was a schoolboy at my all-boys school I used to visit old Mr. Brown’s (name changed) shop on my way home from school. I bought sweets but my eyes were always on the top shelf row of adult magazines like Playboy, Penthouse and Escort. I knew what was inside from the magazines which boys brought to school and loaned out.

But I was too young to buy an adult magazine and even when I finally reached the lawfully permitted age of eighteen I was too shy to reach up and buy one.

One Saturday afternoon in my eighteenth year in my last term at school I visited Mr. Brown’s shop. As usual my eyes scanned the cover pictures of girls in bikinis, sexy underwear and women showing their panties and stocking tops up their skirts. I was ogling them when I heard Mr. Brown’s voice.

“Young man, I’ve noticed how interested you are in those magazines.” I felt my face go red with embarrassment. But he continued. “Would you like to come into the back store room and have a good look at some?”

I could have guessed what he had in mind but I couldn’t resist. As I’ve written in my other stories I was as sex mad as any eighteen year old boy, involved in cock play with other boys, and ready for anything my hungry young penis could get. Mr. Brown put a “Closed” sign on the door and we went into the back room.

A couple of minutes later I was savouring pictures of girls my age and mature women in nude and sexy underwear poses I could hardly believe. I particularly remember one centrefold full frontal picture of a mature brunette woman squatting nude but for red high heels with her legs as wide as she could get them and leaning back to swing her huge breasts up and show off her dark furred pussy. My hungry young cock was soon straining rock hard under my jeans.

As I browsed through the magazines I became aware of Mr. Brown’s hand on my bottom gently caressing my buttocks and running his fingers along the outline of my bum crack through my jeans.
I guess Mr. Brown was in his fifties. He was only very slightly overweight, dark haired and balding just a little. He had a friendly slightly reddish face that always seemed to be smiling. He was married and I’d seen his wife occasionally with him in the shop. I didn’t resist Mr. Brown’s attention. I was ready for anything. In fact I bent over to tighten my jeans over my bum and spread my legs a little for his adventurous hand.

“Would you do something for me, dear boy?” Mr. Brown asked, giving my bottom a squeeze.
I asked him what.

“Will you strip naked for me?” I’d expected a quid pro quo like that.

I stripped quickly to just my school regulation light grey cotton briefs. They were quite skimpy and bulged massively over my straining cock. I thrust my hips toward him.

“Don’t be shy, dear boy” he continued. “Go on, take your knickers off!” I could tell he was getting excited.

“I thought you might like to take them off me,” I replied.

He certainly did! He had a feel of my cock and balls through my briefs then pulled them down round my thighs. My fully erect cock bounced out and his hand was instantly all over my naked cock, my balls and my bum and ruffling mg pubic hair. At that age I guess my cock was about five or six inches long with a big mushroom head and got up nearly vertical when full erect. I had quite a lot of coarse dark pubic hair which I was proud of. I let my briefs drop and kicked them aside, spread my legs and thrust my hips toward him to enjoy his hand playing with me.

Among his stack of porn there’d been some gay porn magazines. He picked up one of them and opened it. Then he asked me to do something else.

“Go on! Pose for me like them!”

He’d opened it at a set of pictures of two naked boys about my age posing erotically on a bed and hand-jobbing each other to cum just like I’d done so many times with other boys from my school. Mr. Brown was really excited now. If he was into gay porn I guess the chance of seeing a real live naked boy doing filthy things for him was really turning him on.

I repeated some of the nude poses. I stood sticking my cock as far forward as I could. I bent over a chair spreading my legs and sticking my bum out. I squatted on a table wide legged like the woman I’d seen with my cock straight up between my legs. I got on all fours on the carpeted floor with my legs wide and my cock and balls hanging under me. I lay wide-legged on the carpeted floor with my straining cock arching over my belly, and lots more.

As I posed for him Mr. Brown’s hands were all over my naked body. His hands explored my cock and balls of course, also my naked bum and my thighs which were probably as smooth as a girl’s at that age, and between my legs right under me stroking the bit between my balls and anus. He actually stuck his finger in my anus, which I liked. Best of all, when I squatted for him on his table he got his head down between my spread legs and took the head of my cock between his lips and massaged it with his lips and tongue while he fingered my balls and anus. I struggled not to cum in his mouth.

“Did you like that, dear boy?” he asked. Silly question. I could have taken any amount of that!

After he’d had a good long play with me he stepped back from me. He undid his own trousers and dropped them. I saw he was wearing women’s panties. They were creamy white satin with pink embroidery and much briefer than my briefs. They were bulging in a huge cone over the rounded apex of his erection-swollen cock head. When I’d been with other boys we’d sometimes put on borrowed mothers’ or sisters’ panties. I’d always found seeing cocks in girls’ panties really sexy.

Mr. Brown pulled his panties down to reveal the oldest, and biggest, cock I’d ever seen outside of porn. It must have been eight inches with a massive purple-grey head. It didn’t stick up as vertical as mine though. His pubic hair was trimmed to just a neat ring round the base of his cock. He had his trousers and those panties fully off a moment later so his naked cock was full out and swinging in front of him.

I thought he’d want a wank so I quickly had my hand round his shaft to tug him off. His mature cock was very girthy, much thicker than any boy’s I’d wanked. It felt hot in my hand from being gorged with blood and it was very stiff. I was so close to him my own hard cock was poking his naked thigh. But he stopped me.

“Will you do just one more thing for me dear boy?” He asked.

He asked me to bend over his table with my bum toward him. I knew all about anal from porn magazines and I’d heard about boys at school who did anal but I wasn’t into that.

“I’ll wank you or suck you or rub your cock off with mine but I don’t want your cock up my arse,” I replied.

“Oh no dear boy. Just bend over and squeeze your thighs together.”

I got the idea and obeyed, bending low over the table top and sticking my bum up. A moment later I felt his hand between my thighs and reaching right to the underside of my cock smearing something like the vaseline I and other boys lubed our cocks with when we wanked or hand jobbed. Next I felt him take hold of my hips. His big soft cock head poked my bum then slid up the valley between my bum cheeks till his balls brushed against my bum. I could feel he’d lubed his cock shaft too.

Then from behind me I heard him grunt as his big thick very stiff penis slid smoothly between my clenched thighs from behind me. The feel of his cock sliding across my anus to my balls was very sexually arousing. I felt his pubic hair brush against my buttocks. I was quite slim and his cock was long enough that its big round head peeped out in front of me just under my balls. I reached down and lightly fingered it, running my thumb over its tip. Mr. Brown’s soft growl and his belly nudging against my buttocks told me he liked that.

Then he began to thigh-fuck me. He held my thighs and methodically thrust his cock back and forth between the tops of my clenched thighs. His cock fur and belly brushed and patted against my buttocks with each of his powerful thrusts. The feel of his big soft cock head rhythmically stroking across my anus and my balls got my shaft straining hard enough to snap.

After he’d fucked me for ages, from behind me he let out that long deep snarl men always make when they cum. His fingertips dug hard into my thighs as he pulled my bum against his crotch and he thrust really hard against my bum so his cock head stuck out under my balls. I felt his cock suddenly stiffen then pulse between my legs and his body judder against my buttocks. He came between my legs and his load of semen spurted from his cock head.

He stayed behind me for a while then stepped back. His cock slid out from between my legs and his cock head smeared residual semen over my bum cheeks. I spread my legs a bit to let his semen trickle down the inside of my thighs. He used his panties to wipe his semen from my buttocks and bum crack.

After that my cock was rock hard erect and I just had to wank. I stood and turned to face Mr. Brown so he could watch me. I spread my legs and thrust my hips toward him. My cock was still glistening with lube from when he’d slid his hand between my legs. I wrapped my hand round my shaft and started to methodically jerk one off.

“Let me, dear boy” Mr. Brown said, taking my pumping hand.

A moment later his own well-lubed hand was round my cock shaft masturbating me. He stroked my cock full length from my bush brushing his hand to his thumb and forefinger sliding over my cock head. His other hand was fondling my buttocks with his fingers running up and down my bum crack. I’d often been wanked by other boys and he certainly knew how to give it to a boy. I soon learned he also knew how to edge a boy’s cock on the exquisite almost painful brink of orgasm. My cock head was almost glowing purple and I was pleading with him to take me through.

In the middle of wanking me he picked up his semen-soaked panties, handed them to me and said:

“Wet my knickers for me,”

I held them right in front of me brushing my cock head with them. He must have sensed I was about to shoot, probably when my cock suddenly hardened in his hand and I involuntarily rammed my hips forward. He eased off to prolong my pleasure. Finally I came and shot my load over his panties to mingle with his semen he’d wiped off my buttocks.

“Well done dear boy!” Mr. Brown said as I stood there afterwards with my half erect cock swinging and dripping a long strand of cum. He gave my buttocks an affectionate pat.

Mr. Brown and I left it at that for our first meeting. He gave me a couple of adult magazines to take home. I wanked bucket loads over them. That summer I left school ready to go to university and I managed to get together with Mr. Brown a few more times.

He gave me some really good hand jobs. I also did lots of erotic posing for him. He liked me to pose just in little girly panties and sometimes stockings and high heels too and slowly peel them off. Then when I’d gotten into some kinky nude pose he would masturbate over me and cover me with his cum while he ran his spare hand over my naked body. Perhaps another story.

I went off to university a few weeks later and soon found new “boyfriends” there (see my “Underwear Encounter” story). After my first university term I came home and found Mr. Brown’s shop all closed up. I didn’t say anything to my parents but I overheard them hinting at something involving Mr. Brown, under-age boys and the police.

It was a long time ago now but I remember most of my experiences with Mr. Brown perfectly. Where I might have forgotten I have added what I know would inevitably have happened. I’ve never shared this story with anyone else and I’ve changed Mr. Brown’s name. But perhaps some of the other boys at my school at the time might have stories about him of their own.