This story is a continuation of Lessons Learned. It is the story of Pete's first great love, John Hampton. This is a story of gay men performing consensual sex acts with other gay men. If you are underage or if these stories violate the law where you live, then please don't read. Also, if such acts disgust or outrage you, then again, please don't read. Note that in these stories, unsafe sex does occur, but remember this was in the days before HIV had made it's way into the South. Please know this: Every sexually active person, gay or straight, should be tested regularly for HIV. Knowing your's and your partner's status can save your life!
My thanks to C.J. and Glynn for their careful editing.
Part 3
The next several days went on as if nothing had happened. We read, listened to music, worked on papers and did not discuss what happened earlier in the week. However, several times I noticed him lost in thought, and I knew he was thinking about what had happened.
Wednesday night, I returned from the shower to find John again sitting on my side of the desk looking at the same magazine. His dick was again hard, tenting his boxers, as he turned to me and, holding up the magazine, asked, "What does it feel like?" The picture was one stud fucking the other.
"Fucking, or getting fucked?" I asked.
"Both. Does it hurt?" he asked.
"Usually at first. But once you get used to it, there's nothing like the feel of a big dick filling your butt. Guys have something called a prostate gland," I continued, "and it's incredibly sensitive. The feel of a cock head rubbing up and down against it is indescribable. Why? Do you want to try it?"
"I'm not sure. I loved the feel of your finger up my butt the other night, but I'm scared to take that huge dick."
"Well, we can go slow. Why don't you lose those boxers and come over here." Stepping out of the boxers, he moved over in front of me, big dick swinging. I turned him around and said "Bend over."
He hesitated. "What if I'm not clean?" he asked. I replied "Didn't you just shower a little while ago?" At his nod, I said, "Then don't worry about it. Now shut up and bend over." He did, and I could see his pucker staring at me through the hair lining his crack. Spreading his legs, I started rubbing his butt-crack with my hand, paying special attention to his hole. Meanwhile, I was kissing, licking and lightly biting his hairy butt cheeks. He tensed when my mouth moved to his butt crack.
"Just relax and enjoy." I said, and slowly licked his sweet hole. He jerked, and yelled "My God!" as I started licking and sucking on that hole. He bent down farther, to give me more access, as I started to eat that hole as if my life depended on it. I pointed my tongue and started probing his ass with it. The cries he was making made me glad no one else was in the dorm. I pulled off and said, "How does it feel?"
"It feels awesome!" he moaned.
"Do you want me to lick it some more?"
"God, yes. "
"Tell me what you want."
"Please, lick my hole. Take that tongue and get me ready for that big dick!" he cried.
I bent forward and continued to stick my tongue up his butt. After several minutes, his tight hole had loosened up considerably, and I sucked on a finger and started rubbing it over his pucker. His cries of pleasure got louder as I slowly inserted the finger into his ass, slowing sawing it back and forth.
"How does that feel?" I asked. He only moaned in reply. After several minutes, I inserted a second finger. He tensed up and I said "Relax. Pretend you're taking a shit." He did, and I again inserted two fingers. As I started moving my fingers in and out, I found his prostate, and pressed against it. He groaned, and I asked "Do you like that?"
"God, yes," was his reply.
I finally added a third finger, and stretched his ass, getting it ready for what we both knew was coming. I pulled my fingers out and asked, "Did that feel good?"
"Fuck yes!"
"What do you want?"
Quietly, he said, "I want you to fuck me."
"What?" I said. "I can't hear you."
"I want you to fuck me!" he yelled. "I want that big dick in my ass!"
"As you wish." Going over to my nightstand, I returned with a bottle of lotion. Putting some on my hand, I used my fingers to push the lube into his hot ass. I then coated my big dick with another generous squirt and placed the head against his hole.
"Are you sure you want this?" I asked
"Yes. I want you to fuck my ass!" he cried.
With that, I pushed, and the head of my dick breached the anal ring. He gasped in pain. I stopped pushing and reminded him to relax. After several moments, he did so, and I pushed a little farther in. "Does it still hurt?" I asked.
"Not really," he responded. "It just feels weird." I continued to slowly slide in, an inch at a time, until my sparse pubes brushed against his cheeks. "How does that feel?" I asked.
"Incredible," he moaned. "Now fuck me."
I slowly started to slide my cock in and out, withdrawing all the way back until only my head was inside, then slowly going back in. After several minutes of this, John, moaning incoherently, started to speed things up, moving his ass up and down my cock, faster and faster, fucking his ass with my cock. I started pounding his ass, my balls slapping against his cheeks with every stroke.
After several minutes, I pulled out and led John over to my bed. Putting him on his back, I lifted his legs up over my shoulders and made my way back home. "God, you're tight!" I cried. "Damn, you're huge!" he responded. As I started pistoning in and out of that hot ass, I leaned over and kissed him deeply. He returned it, and we kissed mindlessly. After just a few minutes, he pulled his head back and screamed, "I'm coming!" And with that, with nobody touching him, he began to shoot great streams of come, all the way over his head, with subsequent squirts covering his face and chest. The contractions in his ass drove me over the edge, and I came, depositing what felt like a quart of come deep into his bowels.
After I finished coming, I leaned over and gently licked his come off of his face before kissing him deeply. I reluctantly pulled out, and lying by his side, rubbed his come into his chest and stomach with my hand while we continued kissing. After several minutes, I pulled back and asked, "So, what do you think? Did you like it?"
Oh my God!" he said. "That was the most incredible experience of my life."
"So, are you okay with this "fag" thing?" I asked, grinning.
"First of all, it's not a "fag" thing", he said, returning my grin. "And yeah, I'm fine with this. I still like women, and want to get married and have a family one day. But there's no way that I'm giving this up."
"Glad to hear it, roomy." Looking down at the drying cum all over his chest and stomach hair, I said, "Let's go get you cleaned up." Grabbing two towels, which we threw over our shoulders, we made our way to the showers.
End of Part 3