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Memories of David.

12/30/2005

My peep and glory hole experiences in my favorite K-State
Student Union bathroom back in the late 60’s/early 70’s
lead to many “firsts” in adult sexual experiences. The
top three firsts include being able to see literally hundreds
and hundred’s of men’s dicks through the peep hole (some
just inches from my face), sucking my first grown man’s
dick to orgasm through the glory hole, and meeting the man
who’d be both the first man who fucked me and the first man
I fucked. The story of “My First Fucks” is one of the hottest,
most erotic sexual experiences of my life and I remember
it as if it happened yesterday. It’s a long story but completely
true. I think you’ll really like it if you can stay with it
to the end!
<br>
It was the second weekend of home game K-State college football.
It was also the second year I knew of the peep and glory holes
in the main floor student union bathroom. I’d been visiting
the university with my parents in their hopes I’d follow
in their footsteps at their alma mater. Each home game weekend
we’d spend lots of time in the huge student union where I’d
found the bathroom with the peep and glory holes. I spent
hours looking at dicks through the peep hole and sucking
dicks through the glory hole. I even became adept at memorizing
the clothing of the men I’d sucked and would later find them
in the union to see who they were, quite a fun game! This led
me to discover I’d sucked several men from my hometown (alums/college
students/prospective students/others) who were known
as straight and married, or just straight.
<br>
My first fuck experience began early morning of the game
when we made an unusual pre-game trip to the union so my father
could buy rain coats for us since it was raining. It was early
enough so we ate breakfast there, too, instead of at the
hotel. Also different was giving a ride to some hometown
friends of my folks to the game from our hotel - a married
couple, and a married man whose wife wasn’t along.
<br>
After getting our rain gear, we went to the cafeteria for
breakfast. I was anxious to get to my favorite bathroom
so I ate quickly and told the folks I was off to browse the
union’s bookstore. They agreed as long as I promised to
meet them at the car promptly at the set time. I agreed and
was off to take my place to see or maybe suck a dick before
the game.
<br>
Unfortunately, the bathroom wasn’t busy. Most fans were
already heading out for the stadium. I opted for the glory
hole stall to hopefully suck a dick. While waiting, I read
all the writing on the stall walls for what seemed like hours.
Finally, I figured my time was getting short and considered
hustling over to the bookstore for a while. Then the next
stall’s door opened and a man entered.
<br>
As always, I leaned in just enough to see the man without
him seeing me through the large, baseball sized hole. The
man unzipped his pants (brown wool, I noted) and reached
into his fly with a sexy, masculine hand. Something about
this man’s hand was very erotic to me. I forgot this when
the hand pulled a healthy looking, fat, foreskinned dick
from his fly. It was difficult to tell how long the dick was
because his clothing but there was two or three inches of
veined dick shaft sticking out of his pants behind his dickhead.
The man skinned back his foreskin, revealing a meaty helmet
shaped head. A strong stream of piss shot out and I watched
the dick, the hand, and the man’s body while he peed (I’m
not a piss fan but love watching a man’s dick no matter what
it’s doing). He must have drunk a lot of coffee because he’d
pee forever but he finally stopped. He gave his dick a shake
to get rid of any drips, then wiped his dick head clean and
dry with some toilet paper. Then I was disappointed when
the man began to put his dick away.
<br>
I must have leaned in too close because my head bumped the
partition with a thump. I watched to see if the man had heard.
He’d stopped moving, his dick back in his pants but his fly
still unzipped, that erotic looking hand just below his
zipper ready to zip up. Then he took the step towards the
glory hole that always made my heart flip-flop.
<br>
He stood close to glory hole with his unzipped fly for several
moments. I remember I could smell a whiff of Hi-Karate cologne
from him through the glory hole. Then he dug his handsome
hand back into his fly and pulled out his uncut cock. He must
have anticipated what he was going to do because his dick
was now semi-hard, thicker and longer than it was when he
peed. Without hesitation, he slipped his half-hooded
dick through the glory hole and there was the dick I’d hope
to suck right before my eyes.
<br>
His cock quickly got hard, his foreskin pulled back so just
his dickhead rim was covered. I leaned forward, sliding
his dickhead into my mouth, and sucked on it. He tasted good,
a fresh precum flavor filled my mouth as I sucked his dickhead.
He had a clean, masculine, just showered aroma, and that
faint whiff of Hi-Karate. His dick had that wonderful warm,
silky soft yet brick hard feel that only a man’s dick in full
arousal has.
<br>
He made soft pleasure groans that I could barely hear. I
always love hearing those sounds because I know I’m making
a man feel so good. I was really getting into sucking his
dickhead, feeling his foreskin slipping back and forth
as I manipulated it with my lips, tongue and mouth. He began
to fuck my mouth through the glory hole and I realized he
was getting close. Normally I’d back off to make the blowjob
last as long as possible but since time was running short
to meet my folks, I picked up my sucking intensity. The man
groaned louder. He shoved himself against the partition.
His is dick turned to iron and began to spasm, and I felt his
sperm spurt into my mouth. It was hot and salty but with an
unusual, slightly marshmallowish flavor. I loved the
taste and kept from swallowing until I had to so I could savor
his taste.
<br>
The man let me suck on his dick as he went soft. He made the
most wonderful sounds every time he spasmed in pleasure
as I sucked his sensitive dick. Then he pulled his dick back
and I watched him put it away. Before leaving he leaned his
mouth to the glory hole and whispered, “Thanks. That was
fantastic!” I whispered back, “Your welcome.” “I’ll be
back after the game if you want to suck me again, ” he continued.
I whispered back quickly, “I’d love to suck you again.”
He told me to meet him around 8 o’clock. I agreed and he left
the stall. As I pulled up my pants, wedging my brick hard
cock back into my pants (I hadn’t jacked off due to time),
I heard him wash his hands and leave. I remembered his brown
wool pants, his belt, and brown shoes in hopes I’d see who
he was before I sucked him that night. I also remembered
that handsome, erotic hand.
<br>
I just barely got to my folk’s car in time. We all piled in
and took off for the game. I was in the back seat between the
two married guys, my folks and the wife in the front seat.
On the way, the lone married guy, David (an architect) was
showing points of interest, his sexy baritone voice rumbled
in my ear. I was preoccupied however, thinking about the
dick I’d just sucked, the flavor of it’s sperm still in my
mouth. David continued pointing out things. Then something
jarred me from my stupor. His hand was almost right in
front of my face. Its appearance hit me hard. I looked at
it closely. It had a very erotic quality. He finished pointing
and dropped his hand into his lap. My eyes followed it. My
heart nearly jumped out of my chest. His hand was resting
on the crotch of a pair of brown wool pants. Those wool pants.
I looked at the belt. It was the same belt. I looked at the
shoes. The same brown penny loafers. I looked back at the
hand resting on the crotch of the pants that held the husky
uncut dick I’d just sucked not 15 minutes before. I could
still taste the sperm I’d sucked from that dick. And then
a faint whiff of Hi-Karate cologne filled my nose as David
leaned in to me and said, “You know, Sport, you should really
consider coming to school here.” I look into his face with
the knowledge it was his dick I’d just sucked, his sperm
whose flavor still lingered on my tongue. And I instantly
came in my pants, the only spontaneous orgasm I’ve ever
had.
<br>
I must have sounded like I was choking because the other
adults turned to see if I was okay. I faked coughing to cover
my orgasm spasms (as sperm shot out of my dick into my pants),
said I’d choked on my gum but was fine. David slapped my back
with a sexy hand as I bent forward coughing, intensifying
my pleasure even more. I sat back and let myself relax, shuddering
a bit from my orgasm, and became extremely aware of my leg,
hip and shoulder pressed against David’s since we were
kind of squished together in the back seat of our ‘70 Chrysler.
The warmth of his body through our clothes and the sound
of his voice made my head swim with lust and wanting and excitement.
I stole glances at David the last few minutes till we got
to the stadium and kept thinking that I’d sucked his dick
and swallowed his sperm, AND that I’d probably be doing
it again that evening.
<br>
I was thrilled when Dad had David set with us. My brother
started at K-State that year and we still had his ticket.
I maneuvered it so I sat next to David. I loved being squashed
against him by the tight bench seats. At half, David and
I went to use the restroom and get drinks. The stadium’s
urinals are long troughs all men stand at together. To see
lots of dicks, you just have to look down and to either side.
I looked down and to David next to me. I watched him pull out
his uncut dick, pull back his foreskin and pee. Thankfully,
my coat helped hide my raging hard on. David finished, pulled
out a tissue, wiped his dickhead dry, pulled his foreskin
back over its head, and let it hang there while he wiped his
fingers, allowing me another prime look. Then he put his
dick away and we left for the concession stand. The rest
of the game my head swam with David’s nearness, images of
his dick and how it felt in my mouth and hands, and the taste
of his sperm. I could hardly breath anticipating sucking
him again that evening at 8’oclock.
<br>
On the ride back to the Union after the game, I rode next to
David in the back seat. It was just after 5 p.m. when we arrived,
the grown-ups talking, taking off coats, and heading for
the cafeteria. I followed watching David from behind.
He had a nice body from what
I could tell through all his heavy clothes. He didn’t have
a big middle aged gut or ass or anything, just a nicely proportioned
body for a man in his 40’s. He was handsome, about 6 foot tall,
190 lbs, medium brown hair, very clean cut and well groomed.
He moved as if he was still in pretty good shape, too.
<br>
We found a table and dropped our coats. The grownups went
for coffee and I went for hot chocolate. We warmed up as we
sipped and talked. I had to pee like a race horse so I excused
myself and ran to my bathroom. It was shoulder to shoulder
busy. I waited for my peephole stall and finally got in.
My underwear had dried cum on them from my spontaneous orgasm
in the car next to David so tidied up as best as I could. Then,
while peeing, I leaned to the peep hole to watch all the men’s
dicks as they peed. When I finished, I took my dick in my hand
I began stroking myself. I was so hot from all the days events
that in no time, looking at all the dicks in the peep hole,
I came hard, my sperm shooting against the partition. I
cleaned up and went back out to the cafeteria.
<br>
The ladies had gone shopping, the guys were talking about
the game. I finished my chocolate, stealing glances at
David and the crotch of his pants, smiling to myself thinking
about what awaited me in there. My head began swimming again.
Then the men mentioned they were going to get their supper
so I went along with them, following David. After I’d eaten
my cheeseburger and fries, I looked at my watch and saw I
still had more than an hour before I was to meet David at the
glory hole. I really didn’t want to think about any other
dicks than his so I decided to go to the bookstore.
<br>
After browsing the bookstore and buying a couple of books,
I looked at my watch. My heart flipped because it was almost
8 p.m. I headed to the bathroom which was busy but no longer
crowded. My glory hole stall was empty so I slipped in, put
my book sack down, hung my coat on the hook, pulled my pants
down, and sat on the toilet. My heart raced. The next stall
door opened and a man entered. It wasn’t David, it was a guy
in black pants. I watched him pull out an average but nice
looking cut cock to pee. Any other time I would have loved
to suck him but wanted him to leave since David would be there
any minute. Fortunately, the man put his dick away and left.
<br>
It was about 8:15 p.m. before the stall door opened again.
I’d begun to panic, thinking David wasn’t going to show
up. I looked through the hole as the man locked the stall
door and saw David’s brown wool pants. My heart both raced
and relaxed at the same time. His sexy hand unzipped his
fly and dug in to pull out his uncut cock. He pulled back his
foreskin and began peeing. I watched with my mouth watering,
mind racing, tongue anticipating his taste again. David
finished peeing, wiped his dick clean and dry with tissue,
and flushed the toilet. He then moved to the glory hole and
leaned his mouth down close. “Is it you?”, he whisper. I
whispered back, “Yeah, it’s me.” “I’m glad you’re here.
I’ve been thinking about another of your blowjobs all day.”
he continued. “I thought about sucking you again all day,
too!” I whispered back excitedly. He chuckled at that and
whispered, “Okay, then, let’s get started.” He stood up
but instead of putting his dick into the glory hole, he took
off his coat and hung it on the coat hook. Then, both of his
hands reached up, unbuckled his belt, unbuttoned his pants,
slid them down his hips and thighs, and pulled up his shirt.
<br>
I gasped as I saw his naked body from his mid-stomach to his
knees. His dick was hard as a rock, sticking out straight
from his body, his foreskin pulled completely back from
his dickhead. His balls hung down in their hairy scrotum,
still warm from being in thick wool pants. His crotch wasn’t
quite as hairy as I imagined it’d be, probably because his
hair color wasn’t very dark. The hair crept up onto his stomach
to about 4 inches above his belly button. It also fanned
out down onto his thighs, still not really thick, to his
knees where his pants now bunched. When I got a good look
at what he was obviously wanting me to see, he moved to the
partition, slipping his rock hard dick into the glory hole
and into my open my mouth and hands.
<br>
I was in heaven. I was sucking David’s dick again. I knew
who he was, I liked him, and I was sucking him. I was immersed
in what I was doing, the feel of his dickhead on my tongue
and the roof of my mouth. The feel of his hot shaft in my hands,
the pulsing of his dick veins on my palms. The slightly salty
taste of his precum on my tongue. I wanted to suck him through
the glory hole and swallow him. He moaned and grunted as
I sucked making the whole thing even better.
<br>
My bliss shattered when David pulled his dick from my mouth
through the glory hole. I looked through it at him wondering
what was going on. He had stepped back and was leaning over
to speak to me again. I whispered in an obviously desperate
tone, “What’s the matter, what’s wrong?” He chuckled softly
and whispered, “Nothing’s wrong. Your sucking is fantastic.”
I whispered back almost mad, “Then why did you pull your
dick away?” He whispered that he hated leaning up against
the partition and was having a hard time keeping quiet enough
for us to continue, afraid his noise would get us caught.
I figured that this was it. He was going to leave.
<br>
My stunned silence made him chuckle again and he whispered,
“Relax, I’ve got an idea. Why don’t we pick this up in my hotel
room?” My heart and head exploded with lusty excitement
and I quickly whispered back, “Yeah, that sounds great!”
(David’s room was just down the hall from my room. My folks
had their own room so I’d be able to meet him with no problems.)
He stood up and got something out of his coat pocket. I heard
scribbling and paper tear. He leaned down to the glory hole
again and whispered, “Here’s my hotel name, room number,
and first name. Give me this paper when I open my door so I’ll
know its you.” I told him it would be awhile before I’d be
at the hotel. He said he’d be a while getting there too so
I didn’t need to hurry.
<br>
I watched as David pulled up his pants, put his dick now flaccid,
fully hooded dick away, giving his foreskin an obvious,
playful tug as he did. I love foreskin and his was something
special. He tucked in his shirt, grabbed his coat, and left.
I quickly pulled up my pants, grabbed my book sack and coat
and ran after him to find my folks, hoping I could convince
them to leave early.
<br>
I joined my folks, the married couple, and David (with a
slight, secret smirk on his face) in front of the bookstore.
The folks said we were going back to the hotel early since
everyone was tired. I didn’t argue at all! On the way to the
car, I made sure I walked close to David, and sat next to him
in the back seat. I was so hard I ached on the ride back to the
hotel and wondered if David was hard as well.
<br>
At the hotel we all said goodnight and headed to our rooms.
When I got to my room, I took off my coat, sat on the bed, my
heart pounding, and breathing heavy. I wondered how long
I should wait until I went to his room. I realized I should
at least change underwear since I’d cum in my pants that
morning. As I stripped, I decided to take a quick shower
to clean up and relax a little.
<br>
The shower felt good. I made sure that all my parts were clean
and fresh but I didn’t linger. I got out, dried off, put on
deodorant and a touch of cologne. I put on a clean set of clothes
and checked that I looked good. Then I made sure I had the
piece of paper David had given me. I did. I looked at my watch
and realized I’d only taken 30 minutes. I could still hear
people in the hall so I turned on the TV and sat on the bed.
<br>
I really didn’t watch the TV. I was too busy crossing to the
door to check on the status of the hallway. I kept thinking
about David’s cock, holding it, sucking it, tasting his
sperm. And now I’d be able to feel his balls as well as other
parts of his body, too, if he’d let me. I was more excited
than I’d ever been in my life.
<br>
Finally, about a half hour later, the hall quieted down
and I was ready to move. I got my room key, checked again to
see if I had the paper David had given me, took a deep breath
and opened my door. The hall was empty. My heart pounded
so loud in my ears I almost couldn’t hear. I closed my door
and walked rubber legged down to David’s door. I stopped.
I raised my hand. I knocked. I heard a rustling from inside
his room. I heard his footsteps as he walked to the door.
I heard him slip the chain off the door and unlock it. The
door opened and I saw David’s smiling face in the doorway.
<br>
David’s smile dropped a bit but recovered quickly and said,
“Oh, hi, Sport. What’s up?” He was wearing a floor length
terrycloth robe and smelled like he, too, had taken a shower,
a faint whiff of his Hi-Karate embraced me. I tried but couldn’t
speak. I just held out my hand to him, the one holding the
paper he’d given me to give him. He looked blankly at my hand,
put out his hand, and said, “What?” I let the paper slip into
his hand, looking into his handsome face. He looked at the
slip of paper blankly. His other hand reached up and unfolded
it. His face widened, turned a faint reddish color, his
mouth opened slightly, and gave an audible gasp. With an
unfolding comprehension, he looked up into my face. We
looked into each other’s eyes for what seemed like hours
(more like a few seconds) then David grabbed my shoulder,
pulled me into his room, looked briefly into the hall, and
shut the door behind me.
<br>
Looking at me intensely, David asked, “It was you?” Voice
shaking, I replied, “Yeah, it was me.” Taking a step towards
me, he whispered, “You sucked my dick?” Frozen with a new
fear I whispered back, “Yes, I sucked your dick.” He ran
his fingers through his hair saying, “Oh, my god.” He crossed
to the bed and sat. My heart sank thinking I was in trouble.
I panicked. Fear broke my hoarse whisper, “What’s wrong?
I thought you wanted me here. I thought you enjoyed me sucking
you. You said so this morning after you came in my mouth (he
winced at this). You said so this evening when you pulled
your dick from my mouth and asked me to meet you here. I don’t
understand. What’s the matter?” David looked up quickly.
He took my arm with a sexy hand and pulled me to sit next him
on the bed. He spoke calmly in a voice that sounded like a
baritone purr, “I had no idea it was you. I expected someone
else, I guess. Christ, I’m old enough to be your father.
And I know you. God, I know your folks. I know them really
well.” He looked worried again. I replied, “So you know
my folks. So what! I’m not going to tell them. (I panicked
again) Are you?” “Good lord, no!” he said.” “Well, then
who care’s who I am?” I continued. “Who cares how old we are?
I’m old enough to suck your dick. I’m old enough to make you
cum. And you liked it. And you wanted me here to suck you without
the partition and not worry about getting caught. So, here
I am ready to suck you. Why aren’t you glad I’m here?” He looked
at me as if I was falling apart.
<br>
David draped his arm around me in a one-armed hug and said
gently, “Hey, settle down, Sport. It’s all right. Nothing’s
wrong. I was just shocked it was you, that’s all.” He looked
back at the paper I’d given back to him. “A big surprise,
ya know.” He looked back at me and smiled. I relaxed a little
at his smile and smiled back at him and said, “Yeah, I know.
It surprised me too when I realized it was your dick I’d sucked.”
He grinned at me, “Oh, yeah, when I gave you this paper?”
I grinned widely, “No.” He looked quizzically at me, “When,
then?” (I blushed hard.) “In the car on the way to the game,
when you all thought I’d choked, remember? I recognized
your hand when you were pointing out things.” He frowned
a little not understanding. I continued, “I recognized
your hand from watching it unzip your pants and pull out
your dick. In the car, you were pointing and your hand was
in front of my face. Then you put it back in your lap. I recognized
your pants and belt and shoes from looking through the glory
hole. I memorize the clothes of the guys I suck so I can try
and see if I can find them later in the union and see who they
are.” He looked surprised. I went on, “When you though I’d
choked, (I blushed even heavily) I’d just cum in my pants.
I’d realized it was you I’d sucked. I still had the taste
of your sperm in my mouth.
<br>
David gave me another one-armed hug, chuckling, “You came
in your pants?! And I thought I was surprised!” We both laughed,
the tension easing. Then I asked, “David, are you going
to let me suck you again?” He looked at me hard for a few moments,
neither of us moving a muscle. “Please, ” I whispered.
He took a deep breath and squeezed my shoulder with his hunky
hand, “You still want to suck my dick, huh? Well, you sure
as hell know how! That was the best blowjob I’ve ever had.
Where did you learn to suck cock like that?” His hand stayed
on my neck in a friendly way. I grinned into his face, “From
sucking dicks through that hole.” He looked surprised,
“How long have you been sucking dicks through that glory
hole?” “Since last September, ” I told him sheepishly.
His jaw dropped, his hand gripped my neck a little harder,
“Over a year, huh?! Just how many dicks have you sucked?!”
I thought I was in trouble again and it must have registered
on my face. He grinned again, gave my neck a friendly squeeze
and chuckled, “Relax, Sport, you’re not in trouble. I was
just surprised again, that’s all.” He gave me another one-armed
hug, “All I care is that you suck dick better than anyone
who’s ever sucked me before...(he paused)...and that
you’re here now.” I looked at him. He grinned lewdly at me,
“Suck my dick, Sport.” My heart exploded.
<br>
I slipping off the bed onto my knees, my hands taking David’s
thighs and spreading them apart so I could get in between.
His hands followed me, resting on my shoulders. I untied
his robe’s belt. His robe fell open exposing his body beneath
it, his body heat enveloping me. He had on white briefs that
contrasted with his tanned body.
<br>
My face was but a foot from him. He smelled so clean and masculine
and there was that faint whiff of Hi-Karate cologne. My
hands began exploring his body for the first time. I felt
his hairy belly, his slightly hairy thighs. I felt his chest
and his nipples. He had a small amount of body hair on his
upper chest area and around his nipples but not much. At
one time, he must have had a really great body. Now it was
great for a middle-aged man, strong yet relaxed in a ‘man’s-build-gone-slightly-soft-from-desk-work’
sort of way. But not fat and saggy. Mature and sexy. His hand
brought me from my gaze as he took hold of my chin and tilted
it upwards to look into his face. “You like my body, don’t
you?” he asked. “Yeah, ” I answered. “Tell you what, Sport,
let’s strip and get comfortable and you can see the rest
of me.”
<br>
We stood up. My hands touched his chest. He let me. He was
going to let me strip him. He was going to let me explore his
body. I’d never been with a grown man like this before. I
felt like I was going to pass out. My hands were trembling
as I felt up to his shoulders inside his robe. His body heat
was intense. I pushed his robe off his shoulders and it slipped
down his arms onto the floor. I examined his shoulders and
arms as I felt them. They were still strong and muscled but
in a mature way. My hands moved to his chest and nipples.
His nipples became erect with just a touch. I leaned into
him, my face resting on his chest, his heart beating into
my ear, his scent filling me, his heat engulfing me. His
arms surrounded me, giving me a gentle but firm hug. I shivered
with pleasure.
<br>
My hands slipped to his sides as I looked down, my forehead
between his pecs. I could feel his heart beat. I watched
my hands feel his sides and his belly. He stomach was fairly
flat but not ripped or hard, and he had only the slightest
of love handles. My hands then slipped around him to feel
his back. He hugged me close again. I melted into him, slowly
feeling his strong back, absorbing the ecstasy of being
in his arms. My hands slowly slipped down his back muscles
until I felt the elastic of his briefs.
<br>
I let my hands slip over his briefs and I felt his butt cheeks.
His ass was not fat or squishy but firm and full, a man’s butt,
meaty & warm. He was fit for a man of his age, especially
for an architect who sat a lot at a drafting table (of course,
not many people were that overweight in the early ‘70).
<br>
Letting my face feel back to between his pecs again, I looked
down at the front of his white briefs, my hands slipping
to his hips. The sharp contrast between his white underwear
and his tan was electrifying. Yet what really caught my
eye was the huge bulge in the front of his briefs. His dick
was rock hard and straining against the fabric trying to
get out. I let a hand slide from his hip to this bulge and squeezed.
David gave a sharp intake of air, his body tensing in pleasure.
“Careful, Sport!” he whispered into my ear. “You’ve got
me so hot, I could cum at any minute if you’re not careful.”
My hands slipped back to David’s ass cheeks and I looked
up into his face. He was flushed with lust, breathing hard.
He smiled and said, “Why don’t you strip and let me cool down,
okay?” I nodded. “Besides, ” he continued, “we don’t want
you cumming in your pants again, do we?” We both grinned
at each other.
<br>
I began striping, realizing I hated not being in his arms.
David didn’t help me strip but stood watching me. I wondered
about it as I pulled off my pants but remembered he was actually
straight and married and really just wanted me to suck him.
He watched, though,
carefully. When I pulled off my underwear and stood up totally
naked, my own cock was hard as a rock and pointing up at his
face. He said, “You’ve got a nice fat dick, yourself, Sport
(I’ve got an average 6 inches but its pretty thick with a
fat dickhead).
<br>
He stepped close to me, put his hands on my shoulders and
said, “That’s better, huh?” I nodded in agreement. He grinned
lustily at me and said, “Help me take off my briefs so I’ll
feel better, too.” I answered by slipping my fingers into
the elastic waistband of his briefs. We both watched as
I began pulling down gently, his briefs sliding easily
down his hips, the curve of his butt, his lower abdomen,
and bunching his rock hard cock and
heavy balls into a rather obscene looking, uncomfortably
tight wad. He flinched and grunted in mild pain. I quickly
pulled the elastic away from his body. His dick sprang up,
free at last. He sighed, his breath hot on the side of my face.
I continued to pull his briefs down over his balls. I leaned
over as I slid them down his thighs, past his knees, to his
feet. David leaned over me, hands on my shoulders and back
to steady himself as he lifted each foot to step out of his
briefs. As we both stood up, I tossed them aside. David was
now completely naked in front of me, breathing hard, his
uncut cock completely unhooded, a 9” throbbing rod gorged
with blood, bouncing slightly with his heart beat, his
balls hanging low and heavy in their hot, hairy sack. I couldn’t
take my eyes off him. I’d never been with a fully aroused
grown man before. I was overwhelmed.
<br>
David sensing my state, took the lead, stepped close to
me, and took me in his arms. I held him shaking with lust.
“You okay, Sport?” He whispered in my ear. I croaked out,
“Yeah.” He chuckled again, his voice rumbling sexy into
my ear from inside his chest, “I think we better lay down.”
He loosened our hug, took my arm with one of his sexy hands
and led me to the bed.
<br>
David laid down on his back, scooting to the middle of the
bed, me following him, sitting beside him. He looked even
sexier laying down, his hands behind his head, grinning
lustily at me. Without thinking, I reached out and started
feeling his body, first his
stomach, then his chest, then down to his crotch. He spread
his legs to give me better access to his dick and balls. I
moved in between them, sitting in closely, laying his outstretched
legs over mine as I took his throbbing dick in my hands.
<br>
David groaned in pleasure, watching me intently as I slowly
jacked his dick up and down. He jumped slightly as I took
a hand from his dick and took hold of his balls. They were
hot as hell and heavy in their sack. His eyes widened as I
gently squeezed and tugged them. Precum leaked from his
dickhole. I couldn’t help myself. I leaned forward and
licked his glistening hole. He again groaned, a huge drop
of precum oozing onto my tongue. His hands moved to my head.
“That feels good, Sport. Keep licking me.” he whispered
hoarsely. I flicked my tongue on the under side of his dickhead
where it connected with his shaft. David shivered, another
drop of precum oozing out of him. I looked into his eyes and
licked it up. “Fuck, that’s good.” he whispered. He taste
made me want more. I flattened my tongue against his dickhead,
tightened my grip on his shaft, and licked hard, creating
a heavy friction. His torso muscles clenched, his eyes
shut tight, a loud “oooohhhh” escaped his mouth. His hands
tried to push me down on his dick. He opened his eyes with
a wild look and hissed, “Suck me, Sport! Suck my dick! Take
me in your mouth and suck my dick!” Getting to his knees,
his pelvis
involuntarily tried to push his dick up into my mouth from
below as his hands continued to try pushing my head down
onto his dick from above. I couldn’t fight his strength.
As I tongued his dickhead, he forced it up my tongue until
it passed my lips. I couldn’t hold him back. I closed my lips
around his dick and began to suck.
<br>
David folded over me, hugged my head tight to his crotch,
yelling “Aaaaahhhhh.” His body froze as I sucked hard on
his dick. His balls were smushed in one of my hands against
his thighs, his cock shaft grasp tight in my other above
them. His breathing was
heavy and ragged as my sucking varied and my tongue found
extra sensitive spots. Precum steadily oozed from his
dick, the flavor making me suck harder. My heart pounded.
My breathing heavy through my nose, filled me with David’s
heady scent. My dick slipped in my own hot, sticky precum,
tightly squeezed between my thighs and stomach being bent
double by David’s firm grip. I moaned in ecstasy. David
hissed in my ear, “Ahhh! Fuck! Yeah! Suck me! Suck me! Ahhh!
Yeah! Fuck! Good, ” making me suck harder. Sucking harder
made him whimper. His whimpering intensified my sucking.
His dick turned to iron. His balls fought my hand, forcing
up to his dick, then disappearing into his body from where
they dropped, leaving my hand gripping his hot, hairy,
empty scrotum. David jolted sharply as the cum tube on the
underside of his dick spasmed against my palm. A huge jet
of hot sperm rocketed into my mouth, filling it with his
salty, marshmellowily flavor. I swallowed. He shouted
and shot another huge squirt of sperm into my mouth. I swallowed
again. He growled and a third large spurt of cum filled my
mouth. Again, I swallowed. David shook, gasping for air,
continuing to fill my mouth. I swallowed his seed, keeping
up with his flow, refusing to let any escape my mouth where
he meant to plant it. He continued feeding me his essence,
me drinking his gift, until his body gave one last mighty
heave and collapsed on top of me.
<br>
Totally spent and weak with release, David shivered in
post-orgasmic pain/pleasure as I continued nursing on
his slowly dribbling, deflating dick. I was completely
engulfed by his body: his softening dick deep in my mouth;
his pubs and thighs smashed against my face; my hands buried
beneath us filled either with his balls that had dropped
back out of his body into his ballsack, or his now rubbery
lower dickshaft; his chest laying on the back of my head
and shoulders; his head on my back; his arms to my sides,
his hand
holding on to my ass. I could barely breath but what I could
inhale into my nose was shear heaven: the hot, thick smell
of sperm, sex sweat, David’s natural masculine scent,
the faint hint of bath soap, and that ever elusive whiff
of Hi-Karate cologne. That did it. My body tensed tightly,
my hands clinched into fists (causing David jerk and cry
out), a heavily muffled grunt erupted up through my nose
as my iron-hard dick, squashed tightly between my folded
body parts, erupted full force spraying sperm all over
myself. As I came, David tighten around me in a full body
hug, recognizing what was happening. I came for a deliciously
longtime, slowing little by little until I, too, was totally
spent.
<br>
We stayed all folded up like this until David felt my body
relax and my mouth stopped sucking on his now completely
flaccid dick still buried in my mouth. Slowly, he slid up
my back, unfolding his legs from beneath him sitting on
his ass, taking my head gently into his hands, and lifting
me carefully from his crotch. The heat and fragrance from
our two unfolding bodies was incredible. He tilted my face
up to his and whispered to me, “Fuck, Sport, I’ve never experienced
anything like that before.” I swallowed hard replying,
“Me, either.” We rested our foreheads together, our breathing
still struggling to return to normal. Neither of us spoke.
Finally, David raised his head and looked into my eyes,
“Is your back okay?” His hands slipped down my back and began
to massage my now sore muscles, “I really bent you over double.”
I lay my head on his shoulder and snuggled against his neck,
my arms slipping around his chest to hold him. “That feels
so good, ” I purred, “don’t stop.” He chuckled his familiar
chuckle and continued to rub and stoke my back for a long
while, both of us enjoying our afterglow in each others
arms.
<br>
“Feeling better, ” he asked. “Uh, huh, ” I hummed. “You’re
muscles are knotting. You need to lay on your stomach and
let me rub your back.” It was hard to move. My lower back was
cramping up. David helped me unfold. My chest, belly and
thighs were a spermy mess. “Wait a minute, ” he slipped
off the bed, stepped into the bathroom and grabbed a towel.
He rejoined me on the bed, wiped me clean, tossed the towel
aside and helped me lay on my stomach. He was so gentle. Then,
he straddled my legs, sat down carefully on his heals, his
weight on his knees on either side of my thighs, and began
massaging my lower back with those strong, sexy hands of
his. My back muscles responded. I sighed. He purred down
to me, “That’s it, Sport, just relax.” His hands massaged
slowly up to my shoulders working them over. Then, they
massaged down spine to my ass cheeks. He scooted his body
down my legs to give himself more room and started massaging
my ass muscles. I loved the feel of his hands on my butt. He
seemed to enjoy feeling them, too. He whistled softly and
said, “Damn, Sport, you’ve got a nice ass.” He kneaded my
cheeks with his thumbs. “It’s so firm but soft as butter.”
He squeezed them together like they were breasts, “So,
shapely and supple.” I was
surprised by what he was saying. He pulled my cheeks apart,
exposing my asshole. “I’m an ass man, Sport, ” his voice
filling with lust again, squeezing a cheek in each hand.
“Nothing I love better than a great ass. I’ve never considered
another guy’s ass before, but your ass, Sport, is something
else! It’s so pale, so sexy. It’s not a woman’s ass but, Christ,
it’s turning me on.” I lifted my head to look up at him.
<br>
David had that look of sheer lust in his eyes again. He was
staring lewdly down at my ass as his hands kneaded my cheeks.
He looked at me with a strange, somewhat surprised look
on his face. It made me quiver. He kept massaging my ass,
looking me in the eye and said, “Do you like what I’m doing?”
“Yes, ” I responded quicker and stronger than either of
us expected. He pulled my ass cheeks apart and rubbed his
thumbs slowly up and down my crack, grazing my asshole.
My body shivered. I groaned, laying my head back down, closing
my eyes with pleasure. His spoke to me softly, “You know,
when we were first married, my wife and I tried anything
sexual. I particularly loved fucking her ass. It was so
much tighter and hotter than her pussy. And it gave me really
intense orgasms. But she hated it. Said it was too painful.
I haven’t fucked an ass since.” His index finger traced
it’s way from the top of my crack down to my asshole. He gently
pressed against it and began making little circles. The
pleasure was intense. I began breathing very hard, my dick
quickly hardened beneath me. “Feels good, huh Sport?”
“Oh, yeah, ” I murmured in ecstasy. He continued fingering
my pucker. “Have you been fucked before?” he asked quietly.
“No, ” I replied. He kept fingering me. “Have you ever thought
about getting fucked?” he ask hesitantly. “Yes, ” I moaned.
His finger pressed a little harder, making my pleasure
more intense. “Could I fuck your ass, Sport?” he whispered.
“Yes!” I whispered back, not believing my ears.
<br>
David lifted himself off my legs and helped me up to face
him. He had a look in his eyes that was very different than
when we were preparing for me to suck him. That was fun, just
playing around. The look in his eyes told me this was something
else, something
serious. He put a hand on my face and said, “We’ll need to
get each other ready. I’ll need to open you up with my fingers
before we can fuck. While I do that, you need to suck me and
get me real hard, okay?” “Okay, ” I replied.
<br>
David went into the bathroom and returned with a jar of Vaseline.
His dick was already hard, flopping back and forth as he
walked. He saw me looking at his dick. He smiled and winked
at me, “I’m still not hard enough. My foreskin’s not pulled
back tightly all the way! See?” He pushed his dick into my
face. I grinned at him and licked my lips, “I can take care
of that!” “I know you can, ” he replied with a leer.
<br>
Laying down on my back, I took David’s dickhead into my mouth
in a 69 position. He straddled my head, leaned over as I sucked
him, set the Vaseline jar on the mattress. He spread my legs,
pulled them behind his arms and used his hands to take hold
of my now bared and open ass. He took the lid off the Vaseline,
scooped up a finger full and applied it to my asshole. At
first, it felt cool and slippery but it warmed quickly.
His finger gently massaged it on my asshole. It felt so good.
<br>
I sucked harder on his dick with the pleasure he was causing
me. I loved sucking him in this position. His cock was slipping
deep into my mouth, his hairy balls dangled on my nose, and
I could look up at his ass. This was the first time I’d gotten
a look at his ass (I always had my face in his crotch). I reached
up with both hands and again felt his naked, meaty ass cheeks.
His slightly hairy ass crack was just inches above my face,
his asshole in full view. I let one of my fingers slip down
his crack and touch it. It was hot to the touch and contracted
in a winking sort of way.
<br>
At this point, I felt David’s finger push gently against
my asshole and it slowly slipped in to his first knuckle,
making me gasp in pleasure. “Did it hurt, Sport?” he asked.
I let his dick slip from my mouth, “No, it feels great.” “Good, ”
he purred, and pushed his finger in all the way. I groaned
in pleasure, put his dick back in my mouth, and sucked harder
than ever. He began finger fucking me slow at first, swirling
it around to help open me up, then picked up speed. Stopping,
I felt pressure against his finger in my asshole. He was
adding a second finger. “Just relax, ” his whispered.
A few seconds later his second finger began slipping tightly
into me next to his index finger. I groaned around his dick
and sucked harder to let him know I was okay. Carefully,
David started fucking me with
both of his fingers, twisting them around gently as he felt
me stretch open further.
<br>
New feelings were shooting through my body. I felt drunk.
As David fucked me with two fingers, I couldn’t help but
try to press my finger in his asshole. It wouldn’t slip in
so I spit out his dick, wet my finger heavily with my spit,
and pressed it against his asshole. It resisted for a second
then my finger slipped inside him all the way. “Aaaahhhh, ”
he said as his fingers froze in my ass, his asshole clenched
tight on my finger. The inside of his ass felt scalding hot
on my finger and I thought he’d pinch my finger off clenching
like he was. “I’m sorry, David, did I hurt you?” I asked,
hoping he wasn’t mad at me. “Not really, ” he breathed heavily.
“I just wasn’t expecting you to do that. Nobody’s ever stuck
their finger up my ass before, except my Doctor for my prostrate
exam.” His sphincter muscle relaxed and he resumed finger
fucking my ass.
<br>
I watched my finger as I slowly fucked it in and out of his
manly ass. His hairy nuts were hanging heavily right there
so I lifted up my head and took one in my mouth and sucked on
it. “That really feels good, ” he moaned. “You’re getting
my dick hard as a rock.” He pressed his crotch heavily into
my face, smushing his ballsack into my mouth, pressing
his dick against my chin and neck. My finger sank completely
into his steamy ass. He ground himself against me in pleasure
while he pulled and stretched and fucked his two fingers
in my ass. I wiggled my finger deep his ass, feeling his hot
insides, thinking how good it would feel if my dick could
be there instead of my finger.
<br>
When I thought I couldn’t take any more stimulation, David
said, “Okay, Sport, I think you’re loosened up enough.
Are you ready.” I let his sopping wet nut slip from my mouth
and said, “Yes, I’m ready.” He got up, pulling his ass off
my finger and moved
into position. His cock was so hard his foreskin was pulled
back tightly making him look circumcised. “I think you
should turn over on your stomach. It’s easier that way, ”
he told me as he smeared Vaseline on his dick from the fingers
he’d used on my asshole. As
I turned over, he took hold of my hips and pulled them up,
making my ass stick way up in the air. He moved closer between
my legs and felt him close to my butt.
<br>
“Just relax, ” he told me, “I’ll take it slow and easy.”
“Okay, ” I said, not knowing what to expect. I felt one of
his hands move to my asshole, pulling my ass cheeks as far
apart as he could with his fingers. His other hand guided
his dick into position. I felt his slick dickhead touch
my slippery asshole. He leaned into me, pressing his dick
into my asshole. It didn’t go in. He pressed against me a
little harder and said, “Relax, Sport. Relax your ass muscles
and let me in.” I tried to relax my ass muscles and I felt him
push into me harder. I felt the tip of his dickhead slowly
begin to open the outside rim of my pucker. Suddenly his
dickhead popped slickly into my ass.
<br>
A sudden pain snapped my asshole like a rubberband. My body
tensed. My eyes shot open. I gasped. David froze, “Sorry,
Sport! Just relax! It’ll pass quicker if you relax.” The
pain dissolved as fast as it hit, and I relaxed, taking a
deep breath. “That’s it, Sport, relax, ” he said. The pain’s
gone, isn’t it?” “Yeah, ” I said a new lust swelling inside
me. “You want to wait or are you ready for more of me?” “More, ”
I said turning my head to look at him. David nodded, “Okay,
here we go.” Looking into my eyes, he pushed a
couple more inches of his dick into my ass. A groan escaped
me. He stopped, watching me carefully. “More?” he asked
as I quieted. “Yeah, ” I moaned. He placed his hands on either
side of my chest, leaned over me, and pushed his pelvis into
my ass. His dick sank into me another couple of inches. I
moaned in pleasure. “God, you’re tight and hot, ” he breathed
heavily. He stayed still for a minute or two. Then he leaned
down onto his elbows, his chest and belly touching my back,
and whispered in my ear, “Only a couple
more inches and you’ll have all of me. Are you ready, Sport?”
I wanted him. “Yes, ” I whispered. David pressed his woolly
pubic hair into my asscheeks, sinking the rest of his 9”
dick into me. I sighed heavily as he finished entering me.”
“Fuck, you took me, ” his hot breath whispering intensely
into my ear. “My whole dick is up your ass, Sport! Shit, my
wife couldn’t take my whole dick. I can’t believe it. You
feel so good.” We just lay there, David embedded deep inside
me. Pleasure washed out from my dick stuffed ass to every
point in my body. I could have laid there like that for the
rest of my life.
<br>
Slowly, David’s pelvis moved, pulling away from my ass.
I felt his dick slowly slip out of me a few inches, feeling
each pulsing vein, every bump and ridge of his throbbing
shaft, with my now super-sensitive asshole. He stopped
moving. His dick stopped slipping out of me. His pelvis
pushed back into me. His dick slowly reentered me,
tickling my ass in ecstasy. He paused. He pulled his ass
back again a little further. His dick slipped out of me a
little further. He hovered. His pushed his dick back into
my asshole again, making me gasp and quiver with intense
pleasure. He began to pick up his pace, thrusting a third
of his dick in and out of me. I trembled heavily with each
thrust. David was breathing hard and moaning softly in
my ear as he fucked me, “How’s it feel, Sport? Does it feel
good? God, it feels good to me. So good.” His body shuddered
suddenly and he stopped fucking. I looked at him. “Damn,
I’ve got to stop a minute, ” he said with a small grin, “I
don’t want to cum yet.” I grinned back at him.
<br>
“Ouch, ” I winced in pain as my neck crooked. “Twist your
neck?” he asked. “Yeah, ” I replied turning back, “I wish
I could see you better.” “No problem. We’ll just change
positions.” He leaned so I could see him better and grinned,
“Face to face, right Sport?” “Yeah, I’d like that, ” I grinned
back. David pulled his dick from my ass, got up on his knees,
and helped me turn over on my back. He lifted my legs, wrapped
them around his waist, took hold of his dick, and pressed
it into my now pliable asshole. He sank into my ass again,
neither of us uttering a sound, watching his dick disappear
into me. When his dick was up to his balls in my ass, he lay
his full weight on top of me, taking me into his arms. I slid
my arms around his chest and repositioned my legs a little
higher and tighter around his waist as I pushed my ass up
onto his dick. “Oh, yeah! That’s it, Sport! Fuck me back!”
he panted in pleasure, as he ground himself hard into me.
<br>
We gazed into each others eyes as David began thrusting
in and out of me again. “This is so good, ” he whispered.
“So good! You’re so tight! So hot! Christ! My dick feels
so good! Oh, yeah!” Finding his rhythm, I fucked my ass into
him as he fucked into me. Overwhelmed with pleasure, I instinctively
began licking and sucking and kissing David’s neck and
shoulders and the sides of his face. He began doing the same
to me. Our lips soon met and we sank into an long, steamy,
passionate kiss. Our arms tightened on each other. David
started fucking me faster and deeper. I fucked back, keeping
up with his increasing pace. Finally, David was pounding
his dick into me, pulling his dick out to his dickhead then
plunging all 9” in my ass to his balls as fast and hard as he
could, grunting loudly with each thrust. I hollered with
each of his thrusts, trying to pull him
deeper into me by gripping him tighter with my arms and legs.
<br>
We were fucking each other flat out, consumed by pleasure
and lust. We held each other tight, our hot and sweaty bodies
slipping together erotically. I could feel David’s muscles
working sensually beneath his burning skin, intoxicating
me further. I found my voice and croaked into his ear, “Oh,
fuck me, David, fuck me! It feels so good! Fuck me!” “Oh,
yeah, ” he panted back, “Oh, yeah! “Oh, year!” His thrusts
changed, coming faster, more shallow, and as far inside
me as he could get. His breathing changed to irregular gasps.
He hugged me so hard to his body I could barely breath. My
ass pressed hard against his humping pelvis, his dick swirled
and stirred around inside me. We licked and sucked and chewed
and kissed each other with abandon. Suddenly David started
shaking. His head reared back, his eyes clenched tightly
shut, he pulled his dick almost completely out of my ass,
then, with a loud, “AAAAAAAHHHHHHHH, ” slammed his dick
as deep into me as he could, humping against me in a exquisitely
violent orgasm.
<br>
David convulsed and grunted with each jet of sperm he shot
deep into me. He seemed to try to crawl up inside me with each
spasm. He was filling my ass with his sperm. I could feel
his dick throbbing and moving around inside me. His muscles
turned hard as stone and hot as lava. He started a gasping
groan. His head dropped into my neck on my shoulder. His
grip on me loosened. His humping slowed to a stop, his pelvis
pressing into my ass. His weight increasingly became heavier
as he could no longer hold himself up, his energy being drained
out through his dick into my ass. And then he relaxed in a
quivering mass of hot, spent, sweaty man flesh wrapped
tightly in my arms and legs. He whimpered exhausted into
my ear, “So good! So fucking good!” I held him tightly, my
arms and legs still wrapped around him.
<br>
We remained fused together till our breathing returned
to normal and the lust cleared from our heads. David lifted
his head and kissed me tenderly. Again, I became overwhelmed.
My head was swimming. My mind unplugged because my physically
exhausted body was still way over stimulated. Our lips
parted and David looked into my eyes. “Thank you, Sport.
Thank you. That was incredible. Fucking incredible.”
I grinned weakly up at him, “Yeah.” He looked at me closer,
“You okay, Sport? You look a little funny. I didn’t hurt
you, did I?” I shook my head and said, “No, I’m fine, ” my
hand touched his face. “My head’s still spinning, that’s
all.” He chuckled that chuckle I loved so much, “It was really
intense, wasn’t it?!” “Yeah, it was, ” I replied smiling
up at him, “Can we do it again?” He forehead dropped to my
shoulder, “Shit, I can barely move, Sport, let alone fuck
you again.” He froze a moment, then lifted his head and looked
back into my eyes, “You didn’t cum, did you?” “No, ” I said.
He raised one of his sexy hands to wipe his hair from his face,
“No wonder you want to fuck again, you still need to cum.”
He kissed me again, then said, “Tell you what, Sport, I’m
going to get some warm, wet wash cloths and clean us up, and
then I’m going to give you one hell of an orgasm. Okay?” “Okay, ”
I said blinking up into his smiling face.
<br>
With effort, we untangled our bodies. David lifted himself
up, his flaccid dick slipping easily from my sensitive
hole, and stood on shaky legs looking down at me. “You look
sexy, ” I said looking up at him. He grinned, shook his head
and said, “Hang in there, Sport, I’ll relieve your pressure
in no time.” He disappeared into the bathroom. I heard the
water run. I heard something fill with water. Then the water
turned off and David came back in the room with the ice bucket
full of steaming water in one hand and a couple of wash cloths
and towels in the other. He knelt on the floor next to where
I was laying on the bed. He wet a couple of wash cloths, handed
me one and keeping one for himself. “Want to give me a sponge
bath?” he grinned. “Sure, ” I chirped happily taking the
wash cloth from him. He sat on the bed, spreading his legs
so I could get a handle on him. “Turn over, Sport.” I did so
by partially crawling into his lap. We spent the next several
minutes seductively sponging each other clean and toweling
each other dry.
<br>
When we finished, David put everything aside and crawled
back into bed beside me. I was disappointed because I thought
he’d jack me off while we cleaned up. But he didn’t touch
my dick. He must have read my mind because he grinned and
said. “Ready to cum, Sport?” “Fuck, yeah!” I shot back,
“What’re you going to do?” He tilted his head
in an amused way and replied, “What am I going to do? I’M not
going to do anything.” I frowned at him, frustrated and
reached for my dick to jack off, thinking that’s what he
meant. He grabbed my hand away from my dick. “No you don’t,
Sport, ” he leered at me, “You don’t understand.” “What?!”
I puffed confusion. “Jacking off isn’t good enough for
you, ” he smirked. “I own you too much to let you just jack
off.”
<br>
David climbed on top of me. At first, I thought he was getting
into position to fuck me again but instead of getting between
my legs, he straddled my body with his legs and sat his ass
down on my crotch. He had pinned my wrists to the sides on
the mattress. Looking down into my face he said, “You stuck
your finger up my ass a while ago and it felt pretty good.”
My heart began to race and my breath began to quicken. He
let my wrists go, feeling his hands over my arms and down
my body as he sat up. “You’ve given me three of the best orgasms
I’ve had in my life today, ” he continued. He reached behind
him, retrieving the Vaseline jar off the mattress, and
dipped out a large finger full. My eyes widened. “I owe you
the best orgasm possible to show you my deepest gratitude.”
He smeared part of the Vaseline onto his other hand’s fingers.
I watched, my excitement building. “Like you, I’ve never
done anything like this before.” One of his hands grasped
my aching, throbbing, rock hard cock. I gasp with pleasure.
At the same time, his other hand disappeared into his asscrack.
“But you were willing to try something new to please me,
so I’m going to try something new to please you.” He lifted
up on one knee, his other leg lifting onto his foot to spread
his asscheeks. His hands guided my dickhead into position
at his hot, hairy asshole. “Ready, Sport? he looked directly
in my eyes, a big grin on his face. “Yeah, I’m ready, ” I croaked
in anticipation.
<br>
Our eyes locked, David started sitting on my dick, his asshole
resisting, the pressure on my cock almost painful. There
was a little pop and he sat hard and fast on my pelvis, burying
my dick deep in his burning hot ass. “Shit, ” he hollered
in pain, his eyes
clenched, his sphincter pinched hard on the base of my dick.
I reached out and took his ass in my hands. “Don’t move, ”
he hissed. “Don’t move. It’ll pass. It’s not bad, just sudden.”
He took deep breaths, his chest heaving erotically, his
dick, which had been semi-hard again with its foreskin
pulled half way off his dickhead, had rapidly gone soft.
My hands slipped carefully off his ass and into his crotch,
taking his dick in one hand and balls in the other. He sighed.
I tugged his foreskin gently. His body relaxed. I squeezed
his balls tenderly. His sphincter relaxed on my dick. He
opened his eyes and looked at me. I grinned at him, hopefully.
He grinned back. He lifted up a little. My dick slipped out
of his ass a bit, causing me to shiver with a new, delicious
pleasure. He sat back down. My dick slipped back inside
of his ass, intensifying the wonderful new feeling. His
ass was scalding hot around my dick. He lifted up higher,
my dick slipped half way out of his ass. My dick flexed and
expanded with the stimulation. He sat back down forcing
my dick back in his ass. His hole felt sloppy wet but tighter
than a squeezing hand. He lifted up again, my dick slid out
to my dickhead, he sat down, my dick thrust back in. Extreme
waves of pleasure washed over me. David started bouncing
his ass up and down on my dick. I started fucking up to meet
him. “That’s right, Sport. We’re
going to get you off, together. Fuck my ass and I’ll fuck
your dick, ” he encouraged.
<br>
David’s dick was hard again. I loved hanging on to it, making
his foreskin slide on and off his dickhead as we fucked each
other. I loved watching it. I loved the ecstasy surrounding
my dick, the waves of pleasure washing my body. I loved hanging
on to his hot, hairy balls. I loved David’s weight bouncing
up and down on me, his hands leaning on my chest. I loved the
way he was looking down at we fucked his ass. I was in heaven.
I loved the feeling of pressure building in my balls and
spreading throughout my body. I tried to tell David what
I was feeling but all that came out was gurgling. My voice
wouldn’t work. The only parts of me that was really working
was my dick and balls. And they felt like the were swelling.
With each slam of David’s ass on my lap, my dick and balls
seemed to inflate, bigger and bigger, until I felt like
I’d burst like a balloon. I began panting, gasping. David
grabbed my hand off his dick and balls, and pinned them on
my chest because he knew what was happening. He grinned
down, encouraging me, “Feels fantastic, doesn’t it, Sport.
Never felt anything like it, have you?! You gave me this
feeling with your body, now I’m giving it back to you with
mine. It’s indescribable, isn’t it?!” All I could do is
nod and groan. “Don’t try to speak, Sport. Just lay back
and enjoy it. I can tell you are by your face, by the look in
your eyes. I know you’re getting close. Hold on as long as
you. Hold back till you can’t hold back any longer.”
<br>
David was humping his ass onto my dick and into my soul. I
couldn’t breath. I felt my over inflated dick and balls
swell beyond bursting. David saw it in my eyes. “Hang on,
Sport! Hang on just a little longer. I felt a rip begin somewhere
deep inside my crotch.
“That’s it. Just a little longer. Hold on, ” David chanted.
The ripping feeling grew. It was time. I could see David’s
handsome blue eyes. I could feel his hot, tight ass slamming
onto my engorged dick, crushing my balls time after time
between his ass and my thighs. I could hear his rumbling
baritone voice guiding me, “Okay, Sport, time to cum! Let
it happen! You’ve earned it! Just let go! That’s it! You’re
almost there! Yeah!!!” With his ‘yeah”, he slammed his
ass into my crotch, grinding it into me. My body froze. My
dick turned to stone. My balls ripped in a painful explosion,
feeling like I’d been racked. A white hot, delicious stinging
shot through my body, up into my shaft, out of my dickhead,
and rocketed into David’s ass. I convulsed in pleasure,
looking into David’s eyes. His hands still grasping mine
tightly against my heaving chest. Tears streamed from
my eyes. I gasp for air. My body kept shooting jet after jet
of my sperm into his ass. He kept clenching his ass tightly
on my dick, grinding it hard onto my lap. David’s eyes held
my eyes in an intense lust filled gaze. His voice returned
to my ears, “Ah, yeah, Sport! That’s right! Cum in my ass!
It’s fucking good, isn’t it?!” I shot one last spurt of sperm
into David’s ass and my balls shut down. My dick ached and
throbbed. My body shook with release. My breath was ragged
and my lungs burned. My head swirled with pleasure. I felt
David’s ass release it’s clench on my dick and gently rock
on it. His hands softened their grip on my hands. His eyes
let my eyes go, letting them see his smile. I sighed a huge
sigh. I relaxed completely, totally spent. David relaxed,
too, pulling my hands around his chest as he leaned forward
to lay on top of me. My nearly flaccid cock slipping from
his asshole. His took me in his arms. His face reached mine.
His lips touched my lips. We kissed and I melted in total
satisfaction.
<br>
Next thing I knew, David’s sexy whisper was breathing his
hot breath into my ear, “Hey, Sport. How you doing?” I opened
my eyes to see his eyes smiling into mine. “Hi, ” I smiled
back at him. “How are you feeling?” he asked. I took a quick
inventory of how I felt, “Excellent!” I said, “How about
you?” “Never better, ” he grinned down at me. I reached
up and rubbed my eyes, “What time is it?” “About a quarter
to three, ” he said picking up his watch off the night stand,
“We dosed off after you came.” We were laying
rapped up in each other’s arms and legs, the bedspread pulled
up almost covering us. He noticed me looking at it. “I woke
up and we were both shivering and pulled it over us. You want
to get under the covers?” he asked. “Yeah, ” I shivered
slightly, now feeling the chill in the room. He started
to move but I stopped him. “How long did we have sex?” I asked.
He exhaled thinking, “I don’t know. You got to the room about
9:30 p.m. You dozed off a little after 2 a.m. Not counting
our little talk when you first got here and a little small
talk in between, I figure we’ve sucked and fucked for about
4 hours. “No wonder my mouth and ass are so sore, ” I sighed.
“I didn’t hurt you, did I?” he asked with genuine concern.
“No, it’s a good kind of sore, ” I said as I hugged him. He
hugged back, “Come on, let’s get under the covers.”
<br>
As we got under the covers, I noticed my dick was clean, “Did
you clean us up?” “Yeah, right after we kissed and you slipped
into a post-orgasmic coma, ” he chuckled. “Then I pulled
the bedspread over us.” We cuddled closer together, getting
warm. David sat up,
reached for the clock on the night stand. “I better set the
alarm so you can get back to your room before your folks wake
up.” He lay back down taking me into his arms and pulling
up covers. I lay there for a while, trying to sleep, listening
to him breath. “David, ” I whispered. “Yeah?” h

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