It was raining steadily and I was soaking wet and cold. I had missed the last bus and still had 15 miles to go when I heard a car approaching from behind. I turned quickly and raised my arm, the driver passed me and then stopped. I ran to the car and a man of around 50 opened the door and said "Get in quickly" which I did and the car gathered speed, " Where are you heading for" he asked. "I'm on my way back to the Training College but I missed my damned bus and started to walk."
"What you really need is to dry out and a warm drink inside you, I live on the way and you can come to my place if you wish, or do you have to be back tonight?."
"No, I have the weekend to myself, the College is empty, and if it's not too much bother I would like to get out of these wet clothes."
There was a strange look in his eyes as he spoke
"Great idea, I am alone at home tonight, so full speed ahead and we'll get those wet clothes off you. By the way, my name is Jim."
"I'm George and glad to meet you on a night like this."
"I feel like a Taxi tonight, I've just dropped two young girls off a short while ago. You should have seen them , short skirts, stockings and their wet blouses were stuck to the skin, with their nipples standing out like little nuts. I still have a hard on, here, feel it." I looked down and could see the swollen crotch and knew that just inches from my hand was his hardened cock. I thought of all my fantasies and I nervously placed my hand directly on top of the dome-shaped mound of flesh. It was long and thin. I slowly rubbed my fingers along the length.
"That's good," and he placed his hand on top of mine. "there's a lot I can teach you, but I'm 47, and maybe too old for you."
"No" , I quickly corrected him. "You're still a virgin aren't you? I didn't want to lie to him, but at the same time I didn't want him to know how ignorant I was about the strange feelings I had and my desire to find out.
"Yes," I finally said, very softly, "I'm a virgin."
"Good!" he replied. "I'm going to give you the chance to let it all hang out." emphasising his words by moving his hand onto my semi- erect cock . I could feel his warm palm through my trousers and I erected within seconds, God, I almost creamed in my pants there and then and I took his hand away quickly.
It was only a short drive to the large house and he parked the car. We entered the house and he showed me to the bathroom. "All you need is there," he said as he turned the shower on. " I'll be in the lounge when you've finished." and left the room. I stripped off quickly and dived under the shower and soaped myself all over. As my hands moved down my stomach I closed my eyes and visualised what had happened in the car and what still awaited me, my hands found my cock and I started to slowly stroke it until I was erect once again. I stopped just before I could ejaculate, dried myself and put the dressing gown on that he had put out for me.
I returned to the lounge and I now had a real chance to look at him. He was sitting back on the sofa. He was handsome and my eyes took in his muscular build. He wore a shirt and a light coloured pair of trousers. I could see his erect cock outlined against the cloth. "I've made a pot of coffee to warm us up."
He had a book on the sofa next to him. As I picked up the mug he moved the book onto his knees and I sat down on the sofa beside him. After taking a deep mouthful of hot coffee, I turned to him "I feel much better now, what are you reading?."
"I'm a photographer and these are just a few of my photos."
He moved the album towards me, and I turned my eyes to them. The pages were full of very good studio photographs of naked men and women. My eyes were glued more to the men with their dangling cocks, but I didn't miss the nice breasts and hairy mounds of the women. Some of the men had erect cocks and I could feel myself hardening again. As I got to the last page I found an envelope and opened it before he could stop me. I took the 3 photos out and stared.
They showed a couple having sex, and taking a close look I saw that it was him with a slim dark haired woman. They showed him with his cock entering her from the back, one of her with his cock in her mouth and one with her sitting on top of him. I quickly turned to him to hide my embarrassment and as I put my hand on the back of the sofa it touched his shoulder. He turned to me and whispered in my ear. "I've got another hard on just looking at the photos," and taking my hand he pressed it onto his cock, which seemed bigger than before. He held my hand tight as he started to push himself against it.
He then turned to me and I felt his hands at the belt of the gown, and then a hand searching for my hard shaft. Finding it he parted the gown and smiled. "My God, you've got a big cock for your age. I'm going to enjoy this." He then lowered his head. Before I realised what he was going to do, his tongue was licking around the head of my cock.
I lay back, closed my eyes and enjoyed the feeling that his mouth was creating. I felt him take the whole shaft into his mouth and he moved his head up and down, wanking me with his lips, while his tongue caressed the nerve behind the head. I could feel myself coming and I took hold of his head and pushed it away.
I paused for a few minutes to regain my breath and looked into his eyes. I knew then that this was my chance to grow from boyhood to manhood and I reached for his trousers. I opened the button and the zip. He wasn't wearing underwear and as I parted the opening his cock jumped out, the head of it thrusting out of the black curled bush at his crotch, and it bobbed lewdly from side to side. It wasn't the first time I had seen a hard adult cock, but it was longer than any I had ever seen before, even if it was thin in comparison to mine, My hand moved further down, past his hardened cock, until I had his big balls nestled in my hand.