Dedicated follower of passion. Copyright Alex Carr 2009.
Looking back on some of my relationships I have certainly enjoyed a mixed bag - not to give the impression I am careless, in fact quite the contrary, I look for quality of character as well as physical attributes.
I have been fucked in many ways, no secrets - enjoyed by many who have come back for more. I enjoy sharing my high sexual drive with a like minded guy.
But for me there is none better than Nigel who turned my world upside down - from that very first time I met him, we went to a cinema, sat in the back row and I remember I never did seem much of the film, I was in another world pampered by the adventurous Nigel who started it all by sliding his fingers into the depths of my left trouser pocket, and me thinking he was after my handkerchief -he chucked and whispered "something much more interesting than that" and soon I realised what a plonker I was when his hidden fingers delved even deeper and I discovered what his first touch was like. Even though the linen of my pocket it was exiting and so arousing. I think I must have responded to him almost immediately because he remarked on it, and how lovely it felt through the pocket of my trousers t which he afterwards referred as `pocket billiards'
I remember sitting there, quickly losing the plot of the film, as his fingers keenly moved to cup my balls, somehow he'd discovered a tiny tear in the
seam of my pocket and by working his fingers through it was able to make the hole bigger until eventually his whole hand was rummaging me like a child with a new teddy bear.
That was thrilling enough as you can imagine, I sunk into a sort of ecstatic trance as his fingers continued to work on me, and I felt myself growing hard - he whispered for me to open my legs and I soon realised why, feeling his fingers find more of me down under, teasing me as they found a way to creep underneath the seam of my boxer shorts. By which time my heart was beating like a drum, my whole body frozen in the thrill of his hand working my cock and balls, so good, so wonderful when for a change someone else is doing it! - and when he made me to climax beneath my trousers, beneath my boxer shorts, it was something so very special I shall never forget and the way ahead with a brand new relationship had well and truly started. Although at that particular point in time I had no idea what I was letting myself in for.
All I was I was thinking about was our first fuck, what would it be like if
this, the first meeting was so good. I wanted it, wanted to feel the girth of him up inside me, working me and having me as he wanted me no holds barred. And when afterwards he suggested another meet soon, I was overwhelmed with happiness.
It was to be in his mobile caravan a day later. I discovered he lives that way, travelling to different spots in the country, great life Huh? - if you have the money - he didn't tell me what he did but who cares, now I was getting to know him all I was concerned with was out next session together because the way he frigged me up in the cinema was so good, the way he so coolly worked me through my trouser pocket and all!
He told me he was bi-sexual, when he showed me some pictures of his past escapades I just couldn't believe how big he was. And always the same position, the girls sat on his lap face to the camera, well everything towards the camera! Showing him plunging inside, and there were a couple of lads too, about my age twenty I reckon, both with an ass full of cock and in the same
position. "Nice Huh, Pete. What do you think?"
I was working out how he could be that big, was it just a camera trick or what? And one of the lads looked as if he was having a real struggle with Nigel's specimen half inside him, it wasn't just the length but the girth too, it was simply huge and I guess I was then feeling just a little apprehensive thinking was this really the right way to go, and should I call it off.
I guess I gave a nervous reply because he looked at me, smiled and said " You'll be all right, you have an ass made for it, I love it, love the way you wear those tight jeans you have on today, I love the yoke too, makes your cheeks separate so seductively - very tempting indeed. Would you like for us to retire to the bed? Perhaps to continue where we left off in the cinema?" (He was so polite that way he talked!)
That suggestion was encouraging to say the least, I wanted that, he began to strip and I was to discover that the pictures he'd showed me were genuine, he was big! And he was thick! "How's that then?" he boasted stripping himself completely,. Me? My mind was working overtime wondering just how THAT would get inside me. He must have been a good eleven inches of prime uncut cock and heaven's know the thickness, let's just say it was the size of a very large cucumber.
He was already aroused obviously, asked me to strip or would I'd rather he did it for me, I replied the latter, I enjoyed that but I was still concerned about his hefty size.
He stripped me slowly, said it was to be like a good wine, taken slowly, I was grateful for that at least! Then heaven again as his large but so gentle fingers massaged me. I loved it when he went on his knees, me perched in the edge of the bed, me sitting on a couple of cushions to make it right for him. He grasped my thighs, lifted and spread them wide as he started to move his mouth over my ass, teasing it with his tongue as he vibrantly licked me, his fingers starting to work my cock and balls, the way he touched me was so divine, he took great pleasure in taking my knob slowly into his mouth like a baby to the teat, slowly sucking and drawing it in, his tongue wrapping it, his rapturous sounds giving me that wonderfully comfortable feeling that he was so enjoying me, the way he cupped my balls as he sucked, gently manoeuvring his fingers around and between, making it a wholly and veritable experience that no one had ever come up to before. He told me he likes to think his speciality was
foreplay, that he thought it was so important to get it as good as it could be before fucking, that was one could get the very best benefit from the fuck.
He suggested the sixty nine position so we could both enjoy each other simultaneously that way, sucking and balling each other, rimming each other to get the real feel and thrill of what was to come. I went for it but still at a loss as to how he would get that huge cock inside me. Me thinking as I struggled to take it into my mouth, tasting him, sniffing him, spreading my mouth and stretching as wide as I could and then I just managed to get the bulk of his red knob inside after having stretched back his foreskin.
I surprised myself into adapting to its fullness, feeling just how beautifully he was working me down under, I wanted to be the same for him and ran my tongue down the length of his stiffness, teasing his well rounded firm balls with every suction. Then I was starting to get the randy feel for him, persuading myself that I could manage him inside me, thinking it may be more thrilling than all the fucks I had known before when most were much smaller.
Shortly we were both well worked up and ready for the ultimate, he said best to let him sit one the edge now and for me just to park my nifty ass on his lap, working his huge red penis systematically with his firm grasp around its circumference as I did so, when he lavishly holed me with fingers full of lubricant he probably realised I was going to be tight for him. I held my breath, grinding my teeth, ready for the onslaught. "No problems, Pete, I have had much tighter asses than this, you will just want some gentle working that all and I'm you man!"
Then I felt the bulk of his cock press against my ass, It felt like I was riding a broom or likewise, talk about ride a cock horse! But Nigel's sound
of ecstasy was thrilling to listen to as he complimented me on my lovely fuckable ass, just made for his fuck, how he wanted that, to feel me deep up inside. Then he started, moving his hips slowly up and down as I was perched over him, his stiff cock between me, would it ever go into me. I held my breath again, gritted my teeth convinced that he would never make it, he seemed to be making no headway and already I felt the adrenaline rising as he pressed and pressed, hard and harder until eventually, it plunged thoroughly into me, I felt the stretch, it felt like he would tear me, "No problem" he kept reassuring and all the while rubbing even more lubricant into me until eventually I felt the surge of his hot cock enter my being. Now I know there was no escaping, I was like a prisoner at his command, feeling it deeper and deeper, he stood up, me still perched onto his cock, riding me with his movements as he strolled over to the front edge of the bed where there was a long full view mirror on the wall, I guess he anted to see us together like that, I opened my eyes gingerly, and then I saw what I would never have believed would happen, his huge plinth half inside.
So that was it, me thinking he couldn't possibly get it further into me - but he was trying, and at that point I yelled telling him it was hurting and could he stop?
He reassured me though, saying it would be sacrilege to spoil it now, "Look
I'll pause for a while, let you get used to it then I'll show you what to
do."
He perched himself down again, gently now, as I eased slowly over him, with
him still plunged half into my ass, feeling the absolute enormity of it inside me like a rod of iron and there was no giving, and Nigel seemed determined to have me deep penetration and somehow I would have to go along with it. I felt him beat inside me, there seemed no room for me to manoeuvre, to relieve the pain - if it was like that now what would it be like deep inside me? His fingers played with my cock and balls now hanging limply - and yet the stimulus was still there when that certain feeling started to return, Nigel knew just what he was doing and before long, with vivid memories of our session in the cinema I started to feel better, the pain seemed to settle, as if the stretch inside was adjusting to the idea.
All at once the limpness was replaced by a strong firmness as he gently wanked me - and I was ready again. He was like a veritable teacher, telling me
how I should sway gently backwards and forwards over him, the idea being to ease him deeper up inside. I did it a couple of time, no response. "Keep trying, gently does it, Pete baby," he reassured.
Now it was feeling really good again and I started to cherish the feeling of his gorgeous cock inside me. I continued to move as he told me to, and he
swivelled some to help me along, and then, fantastic it worked, my hole seemed to hungrily suck him inside as his cock slurped further up, then a couple more gentle thrusts and it was complete, I could see his whole girth was inside me, we just went along with it for a while, no deep fucking at that time, again just to let me get the swing of it, that's what Nigel said and do you know something?, it worked, soon he was fucking me like a good'un and I was enjoying, the feel of it was something so much better than I had ever known - the pain had gone, and when he reached his Waterloo it was as if the heavens had opened, afterwards when he released me to lay exhausted on his bed,, I felt the numbness of his fuck, delving my fingers around I could feel that I was well and truly initiated by Nigel's exclusive fuck. It was a treasure I would come to enjoy so much. And when I told him how good he was for me he simply replied, "well I am a dedicated follower pf passion!"