Kane; The Early Years

That was just the start of our sexual relationship, for the following night after a day of haze from our hangovers, we both agreed that we had enjoyed the night before and both wanted a repeat performance while being sober. So after undressing, we went into a clinch and kissed before breaking off to get on one of the beds. Here we once again, being sober this time and knowing precisely what we were doing, took each other's cock head into our mouths and sucked and played with the erect organ until we gave each other the emission that we had no control over.

No words of love were mentioned in our doing of this to each other unlike Tracey who is more of a female than a male. Though to be fair, I did really come to love Tracey whereas Pieter was just a means to an end in getting the sexual release that we both needed.

We did this every night from then on for over a month of sucking on each other's cock and taking in the emission of semen and swallowing it before he asked if I would use my big cock, his words, not mine, in fucking him with it.

Now it was something that I had wanted to ask him if he would let me do this, but had held back for I knew that if I did ask and he agreed, then he would expect to be able to do the same to me. Well I was once again back in that same position for if I agreed to fuck him he would want to fuck me in return. But such was the pleasure we got out of our sucking of each other, maybe, just maybe, I would like to get that too. So I agreed.

With a big smile on his face, he turned round on the bed and rose up onto his knees, presenting me with the sight of his bum cheeks high up just waiting for me to part them and shove my cock up his backside. I didn't hesitate. I was soon between his legs and parted those cheeks and placed the head of my uncovered cock to his rear entrance and pushed forward.

God was it tight! The head of my cock was squeezed as it widened the entrance to his body and he gave out a cry as I enlarged it until it slipped in with the rest of the shaft following until my thighs were tight up to the cheeks of his bum and could go no further.

He then surprised me by gurgling as he flexed his internal muscle making my cock twitch inside that incredible heat that was now surrounding my cock. But what the fuck. A fuck was a fuck so I then fucked this great hulk of a man and thoroughly enjoyed it, coming with some vigour, shooting my sperm deep up into him, having him cry out that he felt my coming hit his insides.

Too soon I was holding his hips more firmly as I rammed myself up tight to his cheeks as I jerked away, glorying in this being my first fuck of either man or woman. I hadn't realised at how exerting this was as I leaned over his back when I'd finished shooting out my load, panting heavily and having drops of sweat falling off my forehead and landing on his lower back.

It took quite some effort to straighten up and begin to pull out of him, hearing his groaning as he felt me sliding out and I couldn't help but see that orifice I'd just fucked, at how large it was and saw it slowly begin to pucker up in its closing. It had been a surprise to see just how big the end of my cock was to make a hole that big in circumference.

Now having fucked him without using a condom, I had to get off the bed and go and wash myself thoroughly by just having been in a shit pit. He was all smiles when I returned from our bathroom and held his arms open into which I went and got a lot of kisses from him.

'That was just fucking great man!' he cried after this multitude of kisses he gave me. 'You'll enjoy it as much as I did.' Now this was the part that was worrying me. Would I like it as much as he had by having an erect cock shoved up my arse? But the proof of the pudding.......

So with a sickly smile I got onto the bed in the same position that he had been in, up on my knees with my naked bum in the air. Well if he enjoyed it, maybe I would too, and I did, much to my surprise. The entry was a bit painful but once inside, God, didn't all my internal nerves come into play. Vibrating in time to the throbbing that I felt from his cock when it was fully up inside me. I even began to drool at the wonderful sensations that he was creating by his moving of that magnificent tool inside my back passage. I kept flexing my muscle there just to feel the twitch of his cock that I got in response and really loved the way that it slid so smoothly up and down inside me.

And when he came, his hands were holding my hips tight as he really tried to force more of his cock inside me as I felt the first of his coming hit my insides making me drool even more as another few more spurts I felt until he came to a stop, his cock still throbbing inside me. I could hear his heavy breathing as he leaned over my rear end and only hoped that he would stay there longer than I had inside him. But he didn't, and I couldn't help but give out a cry of dismay as I felt him pulling out and fell forward onto the bed when he was free to get off and go to wash himself.

I now knew that sex in all its form was great and would do it again and again as long as his cock was up and hard, whether it be in my mouth or up my backside, I wanted his rampant cock. This then was my initiation into homosexuality, and I loved it!

So for the next three years we were either sucking or fucking each other, though there were some nights when it was close to our exams that we missed out by being too tired to raise anything up. We spent those last few weeks of our stay there in cramming for our exams getting or rather only having the energy for a kiss and cuddle before sleeping.

It wasn't until we'd finished with our exams did we begin again in our sucking and fucking of each other every night and really went to town when the results were known. I finished up with three straight A's whereas Pieter got two A's and a B plus, which was enough for him to be able to get a job that he hankered after, and that was in his Foreign Office in South Africa.

It was with much crying that we sucked and fucked each other in our last night together at the university, promising to keep in touch even though we would be miles apart. That first night at my empty home was a miserable one being so alone after having somebody to sleep with.

Back to the Present

'So that first night in the hotel in Berlin wasn't your first experience of male sex in its fullest meaning then,' Tracey said, still stroking my penis which was now up and hard.

'Obviously not,' I grinned at him.

'Having me twice and not knowing in the morning that you had,' he smiled back at me. 'But it was wonderful and knew then that you were the man for me. As well as this,' he said, wagging my erection at me. 'God, I love this weapon of yours,' holding it tightly as he went and turned round on the bed and took the head into his hot mouth. I gave out a groan as he pushed the foreskin down and began to use his tongue to move over the bare flesh that he'd exposed. With him now sucking on the head of my erect cock, I had his smaller version right in front of my eyes and took hold of it and blew into the eye to make him give out a shudder before I took him into my mouth to give him the same pleasure that he was giving me.

It was quite erotic when he released the head and began to nibble away all down the shaft till he reached my scrotum and then took my balls inside and began to move them about in his mouth. A delicate task and one that I enjoyed feeling them being moved about in their sac with his tongue. He gave out a gurgle when I did the same to him, sucking one at a time before taking both into my mouth to tease him in the same way. It still amazed me that his small balls could produce so much sperm and it was now what I wanted to taste before swallowing, so I changed venues and took the head of his cock back into my mouth and began to use my hand on him to make him come.

With me firmly holding his cock as I rubbed it up and down, he knew what I wanted and wanted to have me come at the same time, so changed his position and was now doing the same to me. With us both sucking away on our cock heads whilst moving the soft flesh up and down over the strong and hard muscle beneath, soon reached our peak and both erupted at the same time.

As I've said, it was a copious amount that came up from his balls to fill my mouth that seemed too much to be able to hold there until he finished jerking his hips. The cheeks of his mouth must have been bulging with the amount that seemed to have shot out of my erect cock but he didn't stop sucking and felt that extra pull as he swallowed what I had given him. I then swallowed his, loving to feel it slide down my throat, keeping a little back for my taste buds to savour. Of our three positions in having sex, this in some ways was more satisfying because of being able to taste his essence as well as smell his body odour in this position, neither of which you could get when fucking him or having him fuck me.

With the swallowing of the seed being done, it was then the cleaning up process of licking all round the head of the exposed flesh while easing the foreskin back and giving the head a finally kiss before moving back into each other's arms to embrace and kiss, and we sometimes would pass over some semen that we had held back.

It had surprised me in that hotel in Berlin when he had first done this to me and nearly choked on it, not knowing then that I too was a true homosexual at the time what with my loss of memory, but now enjoyed this form of after play.

After many kisses we finally lay our heads back on the pillow as he hugged me, telling me how happy he was at now being married to me and being called Mrs Kane.

'It had always been a dream of mine to have a white wedding even though I was a male, but feeling that I was really a woman, it was the ultimate dream. Though the real ultimate was having a man like you being in love with me. My knight in shining armour with a sword that I was only too happy to be stabbed with, in the right places,' he giggled.

'And I like both places that I can put my sword into,' I said returning his hug. 'But tell me now what happened at the cricket match for I can't really remember what happened.'

'Well I don't know who won the toss but the other side went into bat and your lot were fielding. You were keeping wicket and was doing quite well. You caught one man out and stumped another. It was their sixth man that caught you out. The ball that the bowler had sent down bounced up to chest level of the batsman who took a mighty swing at it, hoping I think, to hit it for a six, but missed it. You must have had your eye on the ball for you caught it but didn't see that the batsman, in taking his chance of hitting, had swung right round almost losing his balance. The bat came round and caught you high on the head knocking you arse over tit. You went down like a sack of potatoes, out like a light.

With you not moving, the other players rushed up and tried to revive you but failed. So you were lifted up and carried off the pitch. Somebody, I don't know who, seeing this, you being carried off, had phoned for an ambulance that took at least twenty minutes to turn up. Everybody was really concerned with you not waking up and fussed around trying to bring you round.

They gave up when the medics arrived who immediately got you onto a stretcher and put you in the ambulance. I got in too and off we went to the hospital. They wouldn't let me into the room they took you to check you over though I know they gave you a head scan and let me know that it wasn't fractured and that you could come round at anytime.

I was almost frantic up until then, hoping that you hadn't been seriously injured, tearing a handkerchief to pieces as I chewed on it when not wiping my eyes clear of tears.' I gave his hand a squeeze at this. 'So I stayed there till you came round even though they had wanted me to go home. Now carrying on with telling me your early life. You had left the university and had gone to an empty house.'

Back to the Past

After two days, I was getting myself into such a state that I had to get out and meet people. Anybody, as long as it was somebody to talk to, and maybe I would find another male to help relieve me with sex in any form.

I then remembered the promise made to me about getting into the Foreign Office where I would like to be attached to the section of Intelligence. I made contact with Arnold Stanner, an old colleague of my father who was only too happy to help me. We met in London and over lunch, told him what I wanted as a career, what with me getting an A in military history, I wanted to be in military intelligence. So he arranged for me to enter the army and got sent off to an O.T.C., officers' training corps.

With me entering from being a civilian, I had to go through all what men did when joining the army and that was training in all the aspects that a raw recruit went through. Marching, with and without field pack. Standing at attention, at ease, saluting, the handling of a rifle with all its positions. The stripping down and cleaning of all types of weapons and the use of them out on a range as well as being used in close combat. There's too much to go into detail with but I got through that phase and then began the training of being an officer. What with me being fluent in both German and Arabic, I was also trained in the techniques used in interrogation be it civilian or a captured terrorist, some of which were not in the Geneva Convention and really not the done thing for an Englishman to do. Fair play and all that. Bollocks. If you wanted to live, you did what you could to survive and if that meant kicking the shit out of an enemy to get to know what you are facing, you did just that.

As I was short listed for army intelligence, I also had to learn Morse code, how to operate a radio, deciphering codes and how to give out misleading information if ever captured. Again, there was too much to list them all, but I eventually passed out as a lieutenant.

Instead of returning to Oxfordshire, there was a vacant apartment in one of the mansions in Great Pye Street, and it was there that I now moved into. I had three weeks leave before I had my designated regiment to go and join, and so I spent some time with Arnold Stanner who went through what I should be looking for when I was sent abroad. This he told me would most likely be Iraq with me speaking Arabic. So spending several days with him, I would, in the evening, cruise around, spending quite a lot of time in the Army and Navy club in Pall Mall. It was here that I found a young naval officer who was the same as me in preferring male sex as opposed to having a woman.

With the place often frequented by single officers of all ranks, it didn't take me long after speaking to quite a few of them that sub-lieutenant Arthur Benson was a homosexual. It was after the odd innuendo that I knew that we could get together, him being about the same age as myself and he readily accepted the offer to dine with me on our second meeting.

We dined that night in the club and accepted the offer to come to my apartment for drinks afterwards. He marvelled at the size of this and I made him feel comfortable with a drink and didn't move as I sat down next to him of the sofa. When I say move, it was because on sitting down, our thighs were touching and if he had been a straight man, he would have broken this contact, but he didn't.

Nor did he turn a hair when I said that I would like to kiss him and gave me a smile that showed he would be only too pleased to kiss and be kissed. Glasses were put down on the coffee table and we went into each other's arms and we kissed. These were gentle at first, just the pressing of lips together before they parted and our tongues were used on each other.

Just this holding of another man and kissing raised me up to a full erection that I now knew I was going to be able to use it with him. With one hand feeling down at his crotch, I felt that he too was aroused and as I stroked the front of his trousers, he then did the same to me.

'Shall we go bed?' I whispered in between kisses, my hand now rubbing him with more pressure.

'Yes Marcus,' he breathed, 'and you can see to me with what I can feel.'

'I want it too,' I replied, letting go of him and standing up, offering him my hand which he took to rise up from the sofa. Hand in hand, I led him into the main bedroom where we embraced again before taking our clothes off. Both of us when fully naked, looked at each other's groin to see that we indeed wanted sex for our cocks were sticking out like flag poles. His, I noticed, was not as big as mine and he gave me a big smile as he saw what I had for him.

We got onto the bed and into a clinch, rubbing our cocks between us as we kissed and it was him that moved first in moving down the bed and taking hold of my cock, raised it upright and took the head into his mouth. It was hot and lovely to once again have my throbbing cock being seen to by a mouth and tongue being used in this fashion.

It was only a few erotic sucks he gave before releasing me to speak.

'You do have condoms Marcus?' he asked, licking his lips and giving me that smile of his. 'For I want this up inside me.'

'Of course Arthur,' I replied, moving out of his grasp as I got two out of the bedside cabinet drawer, passing one down to him. He quickly tore open the wrapper and expertly rolled it down over my erection before smiling back at me as he moved up onto his knees in the middle of the bed.

With him in that position with his bum in the air, I moved behind him and shuffled my way up in between his open legs. He had a tanned body but with the cheeks of his bum a pure white, two halves of a peach was my thought as I used my thumbs to open this crease to see where I was able to put my throbbing piece of meat. With my left hand holding his hip, I used the other to guide myself to the entrance and felt him flinch as the covered head touched him. I held it there with my body pressure as I let go of myself to hold his other hip before leaning forward and felt myself start to widen his back passage.

He gave out a small cry as I stretched it enough for the head to slip in and then gave out a big sigh as he felt the rest of my shaft fill him till my thighs were up tight to the cheeks of his bum.

'Christ!' he gasped. 'It's the biggest I've ever had Marcus, and I love it.'

'I love the tightness of you too,' I said, loving to feel the heat of his inner body as well as having his muscle flexing itself round my throbbing cock. This made it twitch before I started to move myself backward and forwards, loving once again to have my cock where it was now. Thrilled to be using it in such a tight orifice and hearing him croon out at the pleasure he was getting with me having it there and massaging his inner canal.

But with it being my first foray into a foreign field for quite some time, I didn't last as long as I would have wished and was soon holding his hips tight as I pumped my semen out into the condom. He was grunting at every forward ramming up into him and found that I was panting hard as I came to a stop, leaning over his rear end.

He gave out a cry as I pulled out of him and staggered to the bathroom to dispose of the condom before returning to be welcomed into his arms for a kiss.

'What a man!' he cried. 'I've not had one such as you fuck me before like that.' Was he playing with little boys then I thought? 'It was simply lovely and I would like it again when you've got your strength back.'

'Well you're the tightest I've ever been in,' I lied, 'and would like to have you again, but now it's your turn to please me,' I said as I got the other condom off the bedside table and passed it over as I got onto my knees on the bed and watched him roll the condom down over his erection to then disappear behind me.