Out and about minding my own business at a small provincial train station, I overheard two guys mumbling something as I approached the little shelter. Getting up close, I saw one of them sucking on the cock of the other, as he was sat on the bench.

Fourteen. That's how old I was when myself and Trev sucked each others cocks for a dare. I hated sucking his dick, but I loved the feel of Trev's mouth on my cock. Even though that was the last time I had a male suck me, I never forgot how good it felt and how I wasn't bothered it was another male. I even whacked off later on thinking about it, and also thinking past a blow job, and actually having thoughts of fucking him.
Stood staring at them obviously enjoying themselves, the guy having his dick sucked looked up at me, didn't bat an eyelid and signalled with his index finger to approach.

Ten minutes early for my train, I did something then I'd grown out of essentially, I did something spontaneously. Opening my trousers and pushing my boxers lower, I got a hold of my growing cock, pointed it towards the guy sucking cock and watched as his mate had him take mine into his mouth.

It was pure sexual gay filth and I got so hard, I felt my cock throbbing in his mouth straight away. Taking his young head in my hands, I started to fuck his mouth and heard his friend telling me to give it him. His comments, plus his mates undeniable talents at sucking cock, had me fucking his face and enjoying every moment of him blowng me.
Between five and ten minutes I rammed my cock into his mouth and then my cock just blasted out its cum. There was no warning, no time to tell him I was cumming and no time to deny myself something all those years ago Trev hadn't done, and that was swallow my juice.

Letting my cock drop, we all heard the trian approaching and I quickly got myself together. By the time it pulled up, the lads were stood up, walking towards the train and got on. I got on feeling totally sexually alive and walked past the two fo them sitting and talking. As I sat down a bit further up the empty compartment, the youngster who'd sucked my dick asked me if I'd like to enjoy myself again.

Getting off, I took the piece of paper I'd written a number on and text a message to it. Thinking it was a bogus number, I was thrilled to get the reply "Yes, Yes, 7 o'clock tomorrow night. Same place". The questions I'd asked. "Want to meet again, where and what time. Do you fuck ?".
Not only did we meet up the following night. And not only did I use the condom I had with me, but I also arranged for us to meet up again, along with his mate.

It's been nearly fourteen months now and each week I meet either of them, or both together. The youngest K is the one I fuck the most. Yet as I've learned over the fourteen months, they both enjoy taking my cock down their throats and up their backsides.

I'm a lucky guy that has rediscovered the delights of gay sex. Fucking a young guys tight arsehole is new and something I now can't believe I've not done lots of before. But believe me, I'm making up for lost time and am even taking K on a weeks trip soon. He won't be able to walk when we get back, because I'm going to fuck him stupid...