As I cycled home I vowed to make Dan's birthday present special. For those of you who are new to my saga, Dan is a neighbour and family friend who had introduced me to the joys of man on man sex. Dan was to be celebrating his 50th birthday on the August Bank Holiday weekend and I planned to let him fuck my virgin teenage ass. I had offered myself to him down by the river' but being the angel that he is, Dan abstained in order not to hurt me.

When I got home I decided that I was going to be prepared to take him, so I proceeded to practice with a variety of objects. From the handle of a hairbrush to the sweeping brush I probed my ass, gritting my teeth against the pain. I experimented with lubricants of various types varying from Butter to Vaseline, finally settling for the latter as the best option. As I became accustomed to the sweeping brush I began to search for something more stretching when I had a stroke of genius. "Carrots" readily available and varying in size, I progressed rapidly until I felt I was capable of dealing with Dan's salami.

On the morning of Dan's birthday, my mother asked me to deliver Dan's birthday cake, which she had baked. I carried it with loving care, frightened in case I would destroy my mother's work of art. Dan's mother answered the door and invited me in, and amid much oohing and aahing and admiring the cake she invited to sit and have a glass of lemonade and a bun while she called Dan from the hay barn to admire the cake. Dan smiled at me and thanked me from going to so much trouble and made me promise to convey his appreciation to my mother. He then asked me if I could give him a hand with something in the Barn and I said sure, trying not to look too eager as I followed him from the Kitchen.

When we got to the Barn, Dan hugged me close and he said "come up to the loft with me and I will thank you properly". I took his hand and climbed the stairs. When we got to the top I took charge, and told Dan that today was his special day and that I had a special present for him. Slowly I unbuttoned his shirt, kissing his nipples as I peeled it from his beautiful body. I ran my tongue down his basketball belly, lingering at his bellybutton, while I undid his belt and let his pants and Y fronts fall to his ankles. While Dan removed his shoes and pants, I undressed in a matter of seconds and laid him back in the hay.

I placed myself between his knees and began to lick and suck him until he was rock hard and standing proud. I discreetly took a tub of Vaseline from my pocket and deposited a large scoop in my asshole. Slowly I kissed and licked Dan, working my way up his body, lingering at his belly and tits before kissing him deeply. As I looked into his eyes I slowly lowered myself onto his massive dick. At first it would not fit but as I relaxed it slowly eased in until my sphincter gave way and allowed Dan's knob in. I paused, getting used to the pain, and then gently lowered myself onto his cock, lower and lower until I could feel his pubic hair tickle my balls.

"Someone has been practicing" Dan said as he looked at me with love in his eyes. I continued to ride Dan, slowly building up the tempo until I was bouncing on him with abandon. As Dan reached the point of no return, he gripped my hips and thrust his pelvis high as he shot hot jets of spunk shooting into my guts. It was fantastic feeling my beloved Dan's love juice fill every corner of my insides and I lay on top of him, kissing him softly and whispering that I loved him. Dan looked at me with tears in his eyes and said " I love you too squirt"

After we had dressed, Dan asked me if I would be interested in a regular weekend job on the farm when I went to Secondary school in September, and I hugged him tightly and agreed that I would enjoy that very much. When I got home, I passed the compliments and thanks for the cake to my mother and told her of my job offer. She smiled at me and kissed me on the top of my head and told me that I would have to forget my weekend job as my Grandmother had volunteered to pay for me to go to college and she had secured a place for me in the diocesan college. She had great hopes of making a priest out of me. My heart was breaking at the thought of not seeing Dan on a regular basis, but as my parents were poor it was the only way I could get a good education.

I went to Dan's to tell him my bad news, but he smiled and told me to look forward to new adventures and we could still meet in the Holidays. Dan was right , I had many good times in college but that is another story for another day..