A few years ago, my friend Carl had invited me over for our weekly meeting at his house before work. This usually meant that I would suck him, in various positions, and he would cum in my throat, or, if he was really horned up, on my face. I had been sucking him for years, but had always declined when he asked to fuck me.
This time the mood had changed. He gave me the stern, silent treatment when I entered the house; this usually means he is in a really dominant and horny mood which, of course, makes me super horny and nervous at the same time, if you can understand that.
However things were to be different this time. As I undressed, I noticed the tube of KY and a towel next to the bed......uh-oh I thought....Carl had always wanted to fuck me up the ass, but I was always too nervous to ever say yes. I had a feeling that this time it would be a lot harder to deny him my ass.
Carl undressed and lay down on the soft bed face up. I assumed my usual position and worked my way to his cock and kissed the throbbing, purple, insistent head. Just kissing the head of his beautiful cock made me hard and horny. I had held in my own cum for a week so I was swimming in lust and every touch of his body made me tingle.
He was so hard and fierce today that I knew what was in store for me, and it almost gave me goosebumps as I licked and kissed his beautiful cock. Then I took him in my mouth and slowly descended down its length until I was fully impaled and held him here. This is my favorite position; the head of his cock poking my throat and throbbing while his balls were pressed up against my chin. Then he did something that he never does; he took his hands and placed them on my head and slowly, but forcefully, started to fuck my face. This was new and thrilling, if challenging and a little scary, but I stayed with him and moaned as he had his way with me. I could start to taste his pre-cum and it made me hotter.
As usual Carl kept up a sexy banter with me saying things like, "You really love cock don't you?" I could only moan yes through my stuffed mouth. Then, "You love sucking my cock don't you?". Another muffled yes from me. "Are you my suck slave", etc.
But then the conversation changed, "You want to be fucked don't you?" I did not answer but my body started to tingle. Then he asked, "You want this cock up your ass don't you?" He grabbed my hair and got a little more forceful in his slow face fucking.
I knew the answer and had denied it too long. This time I was ready. I moaned and pulled off and sort of against my will and in a daze, I meekly said, "Yes"
I rolled over and lay face down with my ass in the air wriggling and squirming and in breathless anticipation of what was to come.
Carl pushed my legs together and got on top, spreading his knees so he straddled me; I was totally pinned face-down and helpless on the soft bed. I heard the click of the KY cap and knew I was in for it. Then he started to lube up my ass as I lay there panting. Then he stopped, and I knew he was lubing up his cock.
I had dreamed about this act of submission for decades and now it was about to happen, whether I wanted it or not. I was panting and moaning and squirming. I was nervous and excited at the same time, but there was no escape.
Carl leaned over my prone form and I felt the slick bulbous head of his cock at my ass. I was squirming around and wriggling so he held me still and told me not to move as he guided his big cock into the entrance of my virgin ass. The big, throbbing, insistent head of his cock was at my entrance, and it felt wonderfully exotic and naughty. He slowly started to slide the firm, spongy, head of his cock back and forth at my opening trying to gradually open me up; it felt so wonderful as he started to push in and I was moaning, "Oh yeah". I was very grateful he took this approach instead of shoving it right in my virgin ass. Obviously he was skilled at ass fucking his girlfriend which was re-assuring to me. I marveled at the hardness of his cock and his determination to get it in my tight hole. What a stud I thought; I was so lucky to find him. For some reason I had this feeling that not many of the men I know would do this wonderful and exciting thing to me and not many would be hard enough or skilled enough to do it so I was sort of in awe as Carl slowly sawed his way into back and forth.
I could feel him stretching me wider and wider as he worked more and more of the head of his cock head in me and.....
Then it happened; the head of his cock slowly popped in. The pain was sharp, and I gasped and squirmed and pounded my fists on the bed. Carl, bless him, held still with just the head of his cock in me and leaned over and kissed the back of my neck and told me to relax. I tried and the pain eased. I was hoping he would stay still until the pain was totally gone, but he was too horned up for that. He pushed the rest of his cock all the way into my rectum in one slow, deep stroke; I gasped and started panting. The shock as almost as startling as when his head popped in. He held his big cock there; the feeling of being fully penetrated and stretched was intense and scary. We both moaned at the eroticism of it, he was the aggressor and I the bitch in heat.
He started to slowly slide his big cock in and out of me, with every in-stroke causing me to gasp and moan and clench the sheets.
I was close to panic; when I was sucking his cock I was always in control and could dictate, more or less, the speed and depth of his penetration. This was new; I had no control at all and Carl was having his way with me and taking whether I wanted it or not. There was no escape; I was at his mercy and being used for his pleasure. My mind was racing between pleasure, pain and uncertainty.
Then it happened; I gave up control. It was a conscious act on my part and totally liberating. I submitted to his will and the pain went away to be replaced by an incredibly erotic feeling as he continued his nice slow, deep fuck. I was moaning and crying out in pleasure/pain on every stroke when he bottomed out deep in my bowels. It was a little painful and taut but supremely erotic and fulfilling. On every stroke he drove me forward so my hardon rubbed on the sheets which only increased the eroticism of this act. I was so turned on that my cock started to leak precum onto the sheets.
I told him how gigantic he was, and this made him hotter. He picked up the pace. I was getting a serious, thorough fucking. I don't know how long this went on with me pinned to the bed and him fucking me but we were both so hot that it was probably not too long. I started to tentatively push back against him on every stroke, trying to get more of his cock deep inside me.
He started to pant and carry on and moan. He was much more passionate then when I suck him. It felt so wonderful to give up my body to him and give him so much pleasure as he picked up the pace. This sex was so much more physical and intense than giving a blow job. The passion I felt in him was so incredible and to feel that passion pushing into my helpless form was amazing. I totally submitted to him and it was liberating.
He shouted out and said he was cumming. Then with a few last strokes he stiffened up and gave me one last plunge, moaning and groaning and carrying on. He shot a huge load up inside me and collapsed on my back. He came much harder than he did when I sucked him; I was shocked at the intensity of his orgasm. It was very gratifying to give him such pleasure and to share this intense orgasm. It was wonderful to feel his full weight on me as his cock pulsed a couple of more times after the initial blasts and the last of his spunk emptied into me as I lay there helpless and stretched out and ravished and impaled on his cock. It was the most intimate of acts, even more intimate than sucking his cock, and it was scary but I felt safe with Carl and now I was flooded with a feeling of grateful satisfaction. It is hard to express how erotic it was to feel him cum, but it was unlike anything I had ever done.
I lay there limp and ravaged and played out and stretched and stunned at the intensity of the experience. It was the most incredible sexual experience of my life. Who would think I could experience such a thing in the twilight years of my life? Carl lay there on top of me breathing hard telling me how good it was. He lay on top of my heaving body with his full weight for quite a awhile; I was plastered to the bed, stretched and fucked out. Eventually his cock shrunk and, alas, slid out of me with a wet plop, much to my regret.
I got up, cleaned up, dressed and went to work with his cum sloshing around inside me. Every step I took at work I could feel the sloppy, stretched wetness of my ass, and it kept me in an erotic haze the rest of the day. I am not so sure I got any work done.
It was very special to share this with him, and I felt lucky to find such a friend. I became his fuck toy, and he has fucked me many times since. I don't know how long this will last but I am enjoying it. It seems too good to last so I am enjoying it while I can. Nothing I have done before or since matches the intensity of this act with Carl. I am in love with him, but would never admit this to him lest I scare him off.