The Spaghetti Incident

I had just turned 18 in January and had left school only days before. I was still waiting for exam results before I could decide on which university I could get into.

My sexuality could now be free, as girls had never held any interest for me. I was, however, totally inexperienced and unsure of how to get my first cock. I didn't just want a random hook-up, I wanted it to mean something.

My parents had asked me to go to Benidorm with them for a fortnight but I didn't fancy it and they didn't fight too hard to force me to go. They did say I was to check in with our older next door neighbour every day and he would let them know that I hadn't turned the place into 'party central'.

Robert, never Bob, was a nice old guy in his early 70's. He lived on his own and I sometimes saw guys leaving his house, with the guilty look of men having enjoyed some illicit sex. More than once, I had wanked to the thought of being one of his visitors.

The first night my parents were away, I received a call from an unrecognised number.

"Hello, Matt here." I answered, curiosity deep within me.

"Good evening, Matt. It's Robert from next door here. Your mum gave me your numbeŕ to check everything was okay."

"Oh, hi Robert! Typical mum. Everything's fine here. Just about to start the orgy."

"Save a place for me." He flirted in a light tone.

"You're always welcome Robert... with or without an orgy." I said, quickly realising how slutty I sounded.

Robert moved on, ignoring my previous comment.

"Have you had anything to eat yet?"

"I was just going to order a Chinese." I said resignedly.

"Can't have you wasting money on the first night. I've made spaghetti bolognese and there's more than enough to share."

His voice was suggestive of sharing more than food..

"Do you have garlic bread? I asked.

"Of course, a lovely long baton." He answered, slowly, seductively.

"Mmmm I'm a sucker for a long baton." I flirted back.

At that we both dissolved into laughter.

"I wished that I'd met you when I was younger." Robert mused.

"Well you've met me now." I hinted.

"Right, get over to my place, as soon as you like."

My mind was working overtime. I had previously told Robert that I thought I was gay, before my parents were aware. He had been a valued confidante and never abused my trust in him. I had never really thought of him in as a realistic sexual partner. But now.....

I quickly had a wash and put on loose-fitting white shorts and a matching top. If I say so myself, I looked good. Short black hair, light blue eyes, smooth all over. I was 5' 10" tall with an 18 year old's typical build.

Before I left the house, I picked up a bottle of red wine from the rack in the kitchen.

Robert's door was answered quickly and he stood there in red speedos and a dressing gown. I gulped at the provocative sight. My eyes drawn to his crotch.

"Why thank you Matt, that is most kind of you." Robert said as he accepted the bottle. He then gave me kisses to my cheeks as my heart beat like a drum. My mouth moved towards his lips but he drew away, tantalisingly.

I entered his house knowing that when I left, things would never be the same again and it thrilled me. The sight of him in his red speedos had certainly piqued the interest of my small cock, which was hard against my shorts.

We sat beside each other on his comfy soft sofa, legs crossed towards one another, as Robert passed me a large glass of wine.

"So Matt, when is your 18th?"

"It was six months ago Robert, you sent me a card."

"Just my lame attempt to ensure nothing that happens is wrong." He said with a devious look.

"Oh and what might happen?" I replied, fully aware.

"You might choke on the baton."

"I'll try not to." sounding more camp than I meant to.

He moved his hand over my knee. I didn't flinch. That encouraged him to slowly rub my inner thigh and at that point the food held no interest to me.

Robert was a similar height to me but had a stocky figure, tanned, with silver hair over his body and no hair on his head. He had hazel eyes that drew you in and at that moment I relly wanted him. I could see a little wet mark on his speedos and truthfully wanted to lick it off.

"Sit down at the table, Matt, but I'd advise you to remove your white top and shorts first. Spaghetti bolognese is notorious for staining clothes."

"You just want to see me without clothes on Robert." I chided him lightheartedly.

"Just giving advice, young man."

"Duly noted but I'll keep my shirt on, for now at least." giving a distinct hint of what was to come.

Robert's speedos were bulging as we sat down to eat.

I was deliberately suggestive as I picked up a baton and slowly nibbled at the end.

It was destined that I would spill some sauce down my shirt and Robert was almost triumphal in declaring "I told you so."

He came round to help me lift it over my head.

As he lifted it over my head, I felt his lips on my nipples, which hardened instantly. I gave out an involuntary moan as he nibbled them.

"You are a sexy boy Matt. I wish I was your boyfriend." Robert sounded frustrated.

"You can be, for tonight." I replied in a low voice.

His eyes let up. "You mean it? Don't tease me Matt."

"No teasing. I want your cock tonight."

Maybe the wine was loosening my inhibition but my insides were dancing as I next spoke.

"Let's skip any dessert at the table and take it straight to your bed."

We looked into each others eyes and Robert put his right hand round the back of my head, drawing me to him, this time kissing me full on the lips. I let him take the lead and opened my mouth, for his tongue to enter and play.

"Come to my bedroom, my darling. We can make love in comfort."

I eagerly obeyed, as he took me by the hand and I followed, not quite sure what I was letting myself in for. I saw his king size bed for the first time and knew I would be here all night..

I put my arms round his waist and peeled his speedos off. His was the first hard cock I'd come in contact with and I found it so beautiful. It was totally shaved and cut, curling upwards a little and must have been a good seven inches, with a long vein running zig zag down the shaft.

"You can forget about me being your boyfriend tonight." I teased. "Tonight I'm your husband."

"Oh Matt, you gorgeous young man, make an old husband very happy."

I planned to. I lay him back on the bed and slowly licked the purple head of his cock. My very first taste and I wasn't disappointed.

The head was nothing like I expected, the spongy texture catching me off guard and my tongue swirled around it. Any amount of gay porn doesn't prepare you for the real thing. I played with his cum slit and Robert moaned his approval. I could feel his vein throbbing as I carefully licked his shaft and then discovered his loose balls.

I popped one in my mouth like a big sweet and sucked. Then the other as Robert stroked my hair, showering me with compliments of a crude nature but I loved it.

"You do realise I'll cum soon, if you carry that on." Robert warned me.

"I'm not going anywhere, we've got all night."

"Oh to be young again." he said wistfully.

I applied suction on his stiff pole and I managed to get another inch in every other suck. He was tickling my throat but I was managing not to gag. Then it broke through and I was in heaven.

"I'm going to cum, my darling. Are you ready?"

I nodded as I sucked, then my first taste of another man's spunk arrived. There was no more than two spurts, which I savoured before swallowing. I stayed down there as his cock softened in my mouth, treating it like a baby's comforter. It was my first time sucking a guy, I knew it wouldn't be my last.

Robert hauled me up the bed to kiss me, as he searched out any remaining cum.

"Well that's certainly replaced the garlic from your breath." he giggled.

"So I've got cum breath now, have I?"

"Not just any cum, my cum." Robert answered, kissing me so passionately.

"Let's see about helping you out,, my darling."

Robert pulled my briefs down as we kissed and stroked my ass. His light touch sent shivers down my spine, as I felt his thumb massage my virgin hole.

My small five inch cock was as hard as its ever been..

"Would you like to fuck me, my darling?"

"I hadn't thought about it, I've always felt a natural bottom due to my size."

"Not at all, yours is a great size for anal sex."

Robert turned around with surprising agility, presenting a wiggling ass to me.

"Use that lube beside the bed. One finger, two fingers, then your cock."

He gasped as the cold lube touched his hole and moaned as I pushed a finger in. I was uncertain what to do, so just followed his instructions.

I now had my cockhead at the entrance to his hole and started to rub it around, then on his command I plunged in and my cock was soon fully inserted. It was a good feeling and I looked forward to being the one on the receiving end.

I took my time, as ordered and Robert's gutteral sounds let me know I was doing fine. I then decided to take over and started to pound faster and harder, my tight ballsack thwacking off his ass.

"Yess...... yess.... I exclaimed through gritted teeth, as a flood of cum shot into Robert.

He quickly turned, taking my dripping cock in his mouth and sucking the last of the cum from it. Then he kissed me, sharing some of my seed.

"I don't know about you but I'm knackered!" Robert said and I agreed. We settled down on his huge bed, very close. He spooned me in fact and put his arm around me, stroking my chest as I drifted off.

I awoke hazily, my head a little sore from too much wine but my mouth rich with the taste of spunk. My memory quickly restored itself. Yes, I had sucked and fucked Robert my old next door neighbour.

Now, I could feel a gentle prodding at my ass cheeks, like someone politely knocking on the door before entering.

"Are you awake, my darling? Robert whispered "Are you still my husband this morning?"

"Do you really need to ask?" and I wiggled my cheeks, feeling his distinctly hot hard cock against me.

"I so want to make love to you."

I threw off the covers and lifted my leg to give him a clear shot at me. He had lubed his cock and the head was cold as the shaft was boiling.

"Relax, darling, don't fight it."

It did hurt at first but I was desperate to work through it.

Then I felt a llttle rub on my button and I was transported into heaven as Robert fucked me. It wasn't long before he was panting he was going to cum and I enjoyed the feeling of a couple of spurts being buried deep within me.

The next two weeks I spent in Robert's bed and I probably exhausted him. On the last night before my parents return, he gently spoke in my ear as he spooned me.

"You've seen guys visit me, haven't you?"

"I can't lie, I've seen a few." I smiled at the thought that I was now one of them.

"Would you ever consider joining in? He carefully queried.

"Mmmn yes, I'd like that."

"Good. We're going to have such fun!"

To be continued.