by: Pete
peternrichards@yahoo.co.uk
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Chapter One | Two I moved to Scotland in December 1984 and took a job with a well-known Department Store. It was while I worked in that job, I met a guy called John but that friendship didn't lead to anything. Let's face it, we all meet guys and think that we will have a great relationship, but not this time. It was in 1990 that I changed jobs and worked for a Car dealership and while working there, met Craig, now there was a nice cute guy who always wore dm's (what an excellent choice of footwear) and was really nice to hold a conversation with. We became good friends, going out together for drinks and eventually sharing a bed. This guy admitted that he wanted to experiment knowing I was gay and wanted to do more with me than just go out for drinks. Because I had fancied Craig from the very beginning, even fantasising about him while having a wank, I was more than willing to show him the way. We started by soft petting and wanking. I soon realised that this was Craig's first experience of having a sexual encounter with another guy, he appeared so nervous and I kept telling him to relax, after all, we had the whole night together. I was lying on my back on the bed when asked him to kneel astride my chest so that I could take his hard cock in my gob and suck him off. I grabbed his arse and pulled him closer to me and it wasn't long before I got a mouthful of his yoghurt - and swallowed the lot. I knew he enjoyed that first night together because he asked me to go away with him the following weekend, which I did, we went to the Lake District and had a brilliant weekend sucking and wanking each other. Although he has moved away from the district with his job, we have remained pals ever since and to this day, we still send each other emails In 1997, I moved jobs and went to Brighton but just for a short spell and moved back to Scotland. I am quite sure that had I stayed in Brighton, I would have met someone that I really wanted to spend a lot of time with - there seems to be so much action there, that living just outside Glasgow, I am missing out on a lot of fun. Having moved back to Scotland, I got a job a well known Holiday Camp and met some really nice guys, one in particular, Davie, he was a Life Guard in the Swimming Pool. What a man. In those swimming trucks, I couldn't take my eyes off him, over 6' tall, skinhead haircut and muscular shape. We got chatting when we would be in the Amusement Arcade together, with us both being skinheads, it seemed to 'break the ice' and he invited me back to his place after our shifts. I waited for him outside the staff changing rooms and when he appeared with his clothes on, I couldn't believe my eyes - Fred Perry top, black MA1 jacket, white braces, black combats and army boots. Right away I knew this was one guy that I was going to have fun with. We headed for his place but went via my house for me to change into my 14 hole black dm's, white laces (of course), bleached jeans, white braces, black Fred Perry and green MA1. We then headed to his place where the beer cans cane out of the fridge (nicely chilled) and we downed a couple of those. We then looked at each other and I made the first move by grabbing him and snoggin him. He grabbed me and held me tight as he returned the snog and our tongues did a tango in our mouths. As we snogged, our hands roamed over our close-cropped heads and we both muttered that skinheads were the only way to be. We stripped each other, our boots off, socks off, braces off our shoulders, Fred Perry's off. By this time, it was obvious that we both had ragin hardons. I sat on the couch and Davie stood in front of me. I opened the front of his combats and that is when I discovered he didn't have any pants on underneath so it wasn't difficult to get hold of what I was looking for. There was no way anyone could have stopped me engulfing the 8" of solid cock that was in front of me and I gave Davie what he described as the best blow job he had ever had. It was then my turn to get the "treatment" and Davie knelt on the floor between my legs and sucked me off. That was the first of some beautiful encounters that Davie and I had together. Chapter One | Two
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Pete's Encounters
by: Pete
peternrichards@yahoo.co.uk