Chance Serendipity or Fate

I was taking a late night walk enjoying the subtle rubbing of my trousers against the brand new 15 denier pantyhose/ tights I was wearing underneath. I came to the Clifton suspension bridge, when I noticed a chubby youth climbing up as if to jump off. It has been the site of many suicides over the years.

Instinct took over and I ran towards him, grabbed him around the waist pulling him away from the edge. Maybe not the trained mans approach to the situation, but luckily it had worked for me this time.

A flood of love and caring rushed over me. Words come out of my mouth, but felt as if they were not coming from me.

I say "nothing in this world matters that much and nothing except this moment can touch you. The past has gone and it can only hurt you if you choose to remember it. Therefore you have the power to choose to hurt yourself or not." He bursts into tears, hugs me and says "thank you."

We stay in an embrace for more than the usual greeting comfort time. His larger frame engulfing me.

I ask why he was doing it?

He was obviously quite drunk and tells me in slurred speech his girlfriend has finished with him.

"Do you want to talk about it?" I ask him "where do you live? Perhaps I can walk you home?"

He tells me where he lives and says that he would appreciate it if I walked with him.

As we walk I ask him if he still feels like life's not worth living? He shrugs his shoulders.

"We all feel that at times" I say "but you never know what joys are just around the corner!"

We then continue to walk in a peaceful silence until we arrive at his home, a Victorian terraced house.

"This is my house. My parents are away and I don't really want to be alone right now, would you come in to talk some more?"

I agree and we enter into his very middle aged tidy and comfortable home with old exposed floorboards throughout.

We go to the living room and he says "sit where you like".

I notice two glasses half a bottle of red wine and half a bottle of whiskey.

"Is this where she finished with you," I say, and he nods his head.

I sit at one end of a triple seater couch and he sits at the other end.

"Would you like a whiskey or glass of wine," he said.

"I will have a glass of wine thank you," I say, and he pours some into the obviously previously used glass, not that it mattered to me.

I wasn't aware that sitting down had caused the leg of my trousers to ride up and I was showing small amount of nylon covered ankle and leg.

I imagined that all the emotion had taken its toll on him as he said "I'm feeling a bit tired now."

I replied "ok I had better leave then if you're feeling a bit better."

"Please stay, I have a pullout bed in my room that I can sleep on, and you can sleep in my bed if you like. I don't want to be alone tonight."

I quite like the idea and just say "ok".

His bedroom is quite sizable and tidy.

"You can sit on the bed while I pull out and sort the temporary bed." he said.

I instinctively take my shoes off and sit on the bed before realizing my obviously nylon covered feet are exposed. I quickly slip them under the sheets.

As if to cover my panic I ask him "what do you really miss about her?"

He says "the sex". He adds "I always wanted to shag her up the ass, but she would never let me, and tonight she was going allow me to try it."

Out of corner of my eye I see a definite bulge in his groin area.

The wine had let my inhibitions go a bit and I blurt out without thinking and with a certain cheekiness "you could use my bottom and pretend it's her if it helps?" He joins me on the bed bear hugs me and then unexpectedly passionately kisses me on the lips. I could taste whiskey on him and for some reason added to the passion.

I was to all the world straight but I was also a closeted secret crossdresser, with gay fantasies.

I realized that what I had secretly wanted was now happening and there was indisputably no stopping him now. I felt powerless to his relentless passion. He slid his body down to the edge of the bed undoing my trousers as he went. He stood up grabbing the bottoms of my trousers and pulled them off of me revealing my full erection showing through the tights. He looked me up and down and gave a low animal growl as he picked up one of my feet and started sucking and lightly chewing on my toes. The sensations made it feel like every cell in my body shivered. With one free hand he pulled his jogging bottoms down revealing a beautiful mushroom headed full erection. He dropped my foot, pulled off his t-shirt and stood in front of me looking like a crazed animal and me his frozen prey. Then with great urgency he rolled me onto my belly, pulled my tights down to the top of my legs and slapped my bottom before bringing his head down to passionately bite my bottom cheeks. He carried this on for a good minute and then started to lick my crack tenderly, but with increasing urgency.

All this time I lay paralyzed with pleasure.

Eventually the biting was back and it was obvious that his urgency was increasing further. He climbed over me pushing his mushroom headed penis against my sphincter, pushing and slowly stretching its way until its all the way in. I groaned. He groaned and said "oh my god that feels fantastic." He continues pushing himself against me gyrating in a circular motion against my ass cheeks. Not pulling out at all just grinding. I can feel full sensation of him inside and outside my body as he just keeps grinding and grinding and grinding and grinding.

I shudder from my own intense release of warm sperm as my sexual blissfulness turns to a still enjoyable, but slightly uncomfortable feeling. He carries on relentlessly just grinding and grinding and grinding and grinding and I just helplessly immerse myself into the sensation of his shifting weight on top of me, enveloping me, using me, until waves of spasmodic pleasure come over me again. This time centered from my anal region, as he continues grinding and grinding and grinding and grinding and now perspiring heavily, until there is one last push which he holds in place as he groans and shoots his frustrations into me. He then just lay on top of me wet in his sweat, unable to move. My anal region still pulsating with pleasure.