It was good to feel the touch of Alex again. The way he loves me is always stunning, vigorous and completely satisfying.
He takes me to the hilt and I have grown accustomed to that, having first when I saw that great cock aroused, that he could never get a full penetration.
It just shows what can be done if one is keen enough. I was keen to have Alex of course I was, he was sweet and alluring in the most delightful and sexy way I could just not ignore his overtures, when first he touched me at the bowling alley, pretending it was an accident and all.
That's how first I took it to be too. Until the same thing happened. Me thinking was that just a mere coincidence that it should happen twice like that? I don't think so. Me getting to the point that I was hoping it wasn't an accident, that yes, it could be fun having another guy instead of a girl, me knowing all the while I was bisexual to every degree but of late, I was feeling a certain wanting that only another man could satisfy, and I wasn't for the idea of my girl friends suggestion that she would do it with a strap on vibrator.
I said at first I would give it a go if that's what she wanted, but I could see it wasn't particularly, that she was probably just suggesting it to keep me, perhaps she knew I had other leanings and I was going off the gentle sex - wanting something a little more fluent and masculine, - and that is where Alex came in. I'd seen him at the alley often and eventually got the opportunity to team up with him to play bowls, all the time thinking I would rather at some stage play balls. I mean don't think me crude but he had the most appetising breakfast bar - nice and firm and snug he looked below those tight fittings joggers.
Who would have thought I would be there trying to lure him in my tightest of jeans, bending as deep as I could when throwing the bowl, with a little wiggle I hoped would take his fancy of me
Come to think of it, well I like to think of it - that the certain bend and wiggle did lure him to touch me like that, when he collected a loose ball and brushed me on his return up the alley, enough to give me the message that yes, he did fancy me and perhaps we could go further? That is what was going through my mind anyway and the second time he touched it wasn't just a brush on my hip but more pronounced feel of my crotch as he sort of bounced against me
He was trying to tell me something surely, then I felt a lot more confident when, bending over for longer than required to throw that bowl - I turned and noticed his look, the look that guys know. The look that says fuck, fuck, fuck! I approached him afterwards in the dressing room. It was quiet and there were just us in there, He was sat on the bench and me, well I didn't say a word, his look said everything again and when I closed to him, it was the touch again, underneath and between my thighs, he sniffed me there and closed his eyes like he was enjoying it, then his hands closed over my hips each side and he prompted me to turn, so that my hind was facing him - and that is when I was in for the first of Alex's treats, the feel of his busy hand scrummaging me, the sound of his breath and murmurs of lust, I was right there with him, swaying my hind gently for him to feel me in different directions,. Wow! now I really wanted him, looking sideways and down as he enjoyed the feel of my ass I saw he was well primed and felt compelled just to extend my hand enough to touch him there.
Well no way did he seem to want to stop the touchy feely so I aimed to do the same, with a cock like that hidden was such a shame, it was so very compelling, seeing the actual shape of it beneath his joggers. I went for it, first touch and all that! It was so wonderful, so warm and pliable too, if that's how it felt outside how would it be underneath.
I wanted as much to get into his joggers as he said he wanted to be in my jeans.
"Do you think we ought to find somewhere more private and comfortable before we indulge? "I suggested, his eyes gleaming at that idea
