This story contains gay themes and graphic depictions of homosexuality. If this offends you, then you probably shouldn't read it. I welcome any and all comments and appreciate all of the feedback I have previously received. I'd also like to say thanks to the folks at Nifty
When I came to, he had moved me to the couch.
"Damn, I'm sorry" He said walking back into the room with a glass of water.
"What happenned?" I asked.
He explained that in the middle of what he called a "glorious blowjob" I fainted when he got a little too into it. He thought maybe he'd cut off my oxygen. I took the water and gulped it down. I noticed that one of my front teeth was loose.
"He must've really been horny" I thought. He sat next to me on the couch wrapping me in his powerful arms. I had never felt this way before. I was usually the comforter, I felt safe.
"How long was I out?" I asked, remembering we were in my house alone.
"Just a few minutes" he replied. "You have a nice house" he continued.
I thanked him feeling secure once again. I started to get up, I needed more water. He said he'd get it and headed for the kitchen. Then I remembered why we were here. There was that beautiful ass again. He dissappeared around the corner and I heard water running. A second later he was heading towards me, a newly filled glass of water leading the way. Behind it I could see a noticable bulge in his pants. I thought, please let not him still be hard. He sat down and I accepted the water and started to drink.
"Slow down" he said taking the glass from me. "You'll cramp up"
I didn't know what he meant by that, but, then he started massaging my neck. It felt really good. I started to relax again. He was staring at me. I loved looking into his eyes. They were so brown. He leaned in, I slid my hand up under his chin, we kissed. Not the hungry intense kiss we shared earlier, this kiss was slow, more deliberate. His tongue slid into my mouth and I welcomed it.
"Can we move this to a bed?" he asked breaking the kiss.
I took him by the hand and led him upstairs, down the hall and into my bedroom. Once there the kissing started again, there was more urgency this time. I wanted to break away. I wanted to set the mood. We needed music, we needed candlelight.
Chris would have none of that. He was ready now. Pushing me back on the bed, he climbed on top of me. This was not going according to the plan.
I kept thinking, "You should be under me" Then there was the massive weapon too. I could feel the monster pressing against my leg. He was definitely hard. I didn't want to break the mood, but, I had to put a stop to this.
"Condoms" I grunted "we need condoms"
He pulled back, "I guess we do"
He got up and headed for the door. I was lost. Was he leaving? I heard him moving down the stairs.
"Wait" I called out.
"I'll be right there" he called back.
I was confused, I needed to think. Candles, I thought. I got up to get the room ready. I quickly leapt from the bed and turned on the stereo. I keep a jazz CD in there for just this kind of thing. Next I went for the linen closet. We'd need towels and some lube. I was turning from the linen closet and there he was. Naked. In all of his glory. He took my breath away. He was solid muscle. Long legs and a flat torso.
"He must run" I thought.
"You're back" I began, "And naked"
Suddenly, I felt very self conscious. I was never gonna have a body like that. What if he didn't like what he saw? He was moving toward me. His penis jutting out in front of him. He took me into his arms. The monster cock was midway up my chest.
"You gonna get undressed?" he asked.
I took a breath. "Of course" I broke the embrace and started to cross over to the bed. I started to unbutton my shirt and felt his hands undoing my belt. He was moving slowly, deliberately. As he undid my zipper, he reached inside and caressed my cock. I was going to black out again if he kept this up. I clumsily stepped out of my pants as he pulled my shirt from my arms. He caught me as I fell toward the floor. Pulling me back I landed in his lap. I was sitting with the monster between my legs. He held me that way for a moment as he brought his hand around my body and stroked my chest. I looked down at the beast between my legs. Even though I was sitting in his lap, it was still standing powerfully between my legs. It was still longer than mine. I was mesmerized by it. I reached down and held it's mighty girth in my hand. I felt like a little girl. My fingers could hardly close around it.
"Mmmm" he whispered in my ear "Keep doing that"
I did, I couldn't help it I almost wanted to go down on him again, but, I remembered what that was like. I stopped and stood up.
"The condoms are in the drawer next to the bed" I said.
"Oh, I already have some" he said reaching for his bag. "That's why I went downstairs."
I was now naked and going for the nightstand. I reached into the drawer and fumbled around for the box. When I turned around, he was already rolling a condom down around his member. I panicked. Surely, he did not think I was going to let him stick that thing up my ass!
"Uh, what are you doing?" I asked.
"Getting ready" was his response.
"But, I thought you..." I let the statement dangle.
"I'm good for two or three more rounds." He stated matter of factly. I had forgot about his youth. When you're young like that it bounces back if the wind blows the right way. I was panicking again. I guess he could see it in my face.
"You okay?" he asked.
"I'm, uh, no" I stammered "I thought I'd be the one, uh, you know."
"Fucking?" he asked.
What was wrong with me, I never had a problem being graphic before.
"Yeah." I answered. "Parker, I'm a top"
"Yeah, I uh, it's just, it's really big, and I haven't really..."
Okay, this was not going well. I was losing my erection. But, not Chris. It was standing there like some deadly flagpole pointing towards his abdomen.
"I promise, I'll go slow and be really gentle." he said.
I had no doubt that he would TRY to be gentle, but, I imagined it to be like trying to sew with a knitting needle. He pulled me toward him.
"We don't have to do this, tonight." he said.
To me, that was just putting off the inevitable. I really liked this guy and didn't want to lose him, on the other hand, I remembered how brutal he became during our little impromptu blow job.
"No, I want to" I heard myself saying. He held me, he kissed me and we moved backward toward the bed. My mind was racing.
Could I really do this?
He laid me down and lay his body on top of mine. I was starting to swell again. I loved the feel of his body against mine The weight of his body on top of me. We kissed and he started a slow rubbing of his groin against mine. The heat was incredible. I thought, I could explode. I must hold off. Then he started kissing down my body. Gentle soft kisses that left a burning trail everywhere they went. He traced his tongue over my left nipple, while pushing my underwear off with his hands. This was it it was going to happen. He moved lower, paying special attention to my navel. I am ticklish, so this was an unexpected treat. When he realized this he traced his tongue up my left side and across my chest and then down the other side. I was going crazy. Then he took my dick in his mouth, I almost came. I looked down to see him gazing back at me as he swallowed more and more of my thick member. The sensation was amazing. He swirled his tongue around the head, stopping every once in a while to stick his tongue inside the opening. Without thought, my hands went to his head. I wanted to push him down further. I wanted him to take it all, but, he just kept licking the crown. I closed my eyes. I wanted to feel like this forever. Then suddenly he stopped. The cool air hit my dick.
I started to raise up, but, I felt his powerful hand on my chest. I lay back down. He then lifted one of my legs then the other over his shoulders, I felt the heat of his breath on my ass, then his tongue.
"Oh God, this is how I'm going to die" I thought.
I wanted it. He waited. Teasing, blowing his hot breath on my asshole.
"Please." I cried.
"You want me to?" he asked.
"Yes, yes, please!" I answered gripping tightly to the sides of his head.
He leaned forward and began a light flicking of his tongue. Over and over dancing against my hole.
"Oh!" I gasped.
He had definitely done this before. He knew exactly what he was doing.
"PLEASE, don't stop" I yelled. I was losing it I didn't give a fuck. I never wanted this to stop. But after a few minutes it did. He stopped the gentle assault on my ass and moved back to my dick. I was going out of my mind.
"Don't come." he warned.
I tried everything. I was reciting the alphabet backward in my mind. Then I felt something new. He was using a finger and rubbing it in circles around my asshole. Rubbing it over but, not in.
"Stick it in!" my mind screamed, but, he never did. He just kept sucking my dick and teasing my hole. When I thought I absolutely couldn't take it any more, he stopped.
"What's wrong?" I asked.
"Nothing." he said. "I just think we should wait"
Was he kidding? I needed it. I DEMANDED it. How could he stop now?
"What, No" I cried.
He climbed back up on top of me.
"I don't want to hurt you" He started "If you're not ready."
He had to be joking. At that moment I could've taken on a telephone pole.
"I am ready" I almost yelled.
"No, we'd better not" he said.
"Please?" I begged.
How the hell did we get to this point. 10 minutes ago I was terrified at the tought of taking something so big, now I was begging for it!
"Turn over" he said.
"What?" I asked.
"Turn over" he repeated climbing off of me. I rolled over onto my stomach, not sure where this was leading. I felt his hands pry apart my cheeks and expose my hole again. Then I felt the unmistakeably cold of lube being poured on in excess. He started to massage it in. Rubbing the lube over my ass and down the crack, but, never quite inserting a finger inside. Then he climbed on top of me. Rubbing the battering ram of a cock against my ass and back. It was so hot. I wanted him inside me. I was delirious with lust. He started to kiss my ear. Nibbling and sticking his tongue inside. My ears are very sensitive. I was going crazy. I found myself pushing back against him. I wanted him to fuck me. Hard. Once again, he had found a sensitive spot and focused on it. He tongue fucked my ear to the point of no return. I was so caught up in what was going on there, that I didn't fully realize he was working the fat head of his dick against my hole. I reached back to push him off of my ear, and that's when it happened. He punched the head in so fast, that my only reaction was a scream. It hurt. It hurt like hell.
"Be still." he whispered. "The pain will stop after a minute"
I found that hard to believe. It felt like someone was shoving a baseball bat up there. He immediately started to work on my ear again to divert the pain. I tried to relax. I concentrated on his tongue in my ear.
"Let me in, baby" he whispered.
I was trying. The pain was gradually subsiding. After a few minutes I noticed he was slowly inserting more of it into me.
"If I take it out, it's going to hurt even worse" He said.
I knew all of this, as I had said it to the other men that I had fucked.
"I'll never be that patronizing again" I thought.
I have to relax, I kept telling myself. I have to get past the pain.
"Mmmm" He moaned in my ear. "Baby, you're tight."
I thought, you're telling me. I hadn't been fucked in over a year. But, I did ask for it and I felt I owed him a good fuck.
I did the unthinkable. I bit down on my lip and shoved back. Hard. Big mistake. His dick actually felt as if it were getting bigger. I had never been fist fucked, but, I imagined this must be what it feels like.
"You want more?" he asked.
My mind was saying "God, no!" but, I heard my voice say yes.
"Are you sure?" he asked almost increduously.
I nodded, I couldn't speak. He pulled back and shoved in a little deeper than he had been before. The wind was knocked out of me. I gasped. I was taking it. I had most of it in me, I was sure.
"I'm almost there" He whispered.
I nodded again. I needed to get used to this feeling. I was stuffed full of his huge weapon and it wasn't even all in. He pulled back again.
"Wait!" I cried.
He froze.I took a couple of deep breaths and nodded. I was ready. He shoved forward, as I pushed back.
"Unnnngh!" I grunted.
I felt his crotch slam into my ass. He was in, all the way. Un-fucking-believeable. I was afraid to move, So was he.
"You pushed back" he said.
"I know, just let me get used to it" I whispered.
I was sweating up a storm. He was giving off so much heat. It felt like we were in a sauna. He lay on top of me, not moving. I was in a blissful state of pain beneath him. Then he was moving slowly. Using his legs to push my thighs apart. He started with slow purposeful jabs. Not pulling out more than an inch or so.
"More lube" I said.
"Okay" he said, reaching for the lube.
Holding himself up on one arm. He squeezed the lube around the edges of my anal lips, and the exposed part of his dick. Then he lay back on top of me. He began to moan as he began to move against me again. This time pulling further and further out as he fucked me. I was starting to get used to it. My ass was stretching to accomodate him and he knew it. Each time he pulled out he's shove it back in a little harder. My breathing became rapid. I was really starting to enjoy this.
"Uh, uh, uh" I uttered with each pounding thrust.
He was battering my prostate, which until tonight had not seen such action. I doubted I'd be able to sit for a week, but, that didn't seem important right at the moment. Now he was really getting into it. I noticed that the thrusts were becoming less rhythmic and I was losing the tepmo too. Initially, I was pushing back to meet his strokes, but, I think he wanted me to lay there and take it. He seemed to be holding me down and just going at it.
He breathing was becoming ragged now and I felt what I hoped was sweat falling in large drops in my hair and down my neck. I felt a familiar feeling in my groin. I was getting close.
"No, not yet." I thought. But, I couldn't help it. My cock seemed to have a mind of it's own. I wanted to tell him I was getting close, but, just as I went to say it, he hit my prostate in such a way that it just happened. I experienced the most intense orgasm I had ever had.
My asshole spasmed around his thick member and I just shot and shot. Eight or nine full rounds before the feeling started to subside. I was breathless. I felt I was coming down from an incredible high. Then he started to come. He grabbed my hands and began to really work me over. I was almost done with my orgasm, so the pain really started to kick in.
"Oh, GOD!" he screamed and then slammed into me repeatedly with all his might.
The sounds of wet flesh bounced off the walls, echoing with his continued cries of ecstacy. I remembered his intense orgasm from before and knew now that this was a regular thing with him.
My ass was gonna be sore for a while. He collapsed on top of me but I could still feel his manhood throbbing inside me. As he lay on my back, I could feel his body rise and fall with labored breathing. I knew he was still coming down, but, I needed him to pull out. It felt like the lube had worn off and my ass was on fire.
"Could you pull out?" I asked.
"Now?" he asked between breaths.
"Yeah, it's really uncomfortable" I answered.
I thought he would gently ease the thing from my beaten hole, but, he rose up and pulled it out in one swift movement. He was still leaking as it escaped. I felt my asshole immediately clench tight, but, it did not stop a good portion of his seed from seeping out.
I wanted to get up and flush the semen from my ass, but, Chris lay back down on top of me. I felt weird. I was laying in a pool of my own cum, and felt like I had a pint of his inside my bowels. He rolled onto his side and pulled me over with him. Then he wrapped those big arms around me and nestled his chin into my neck. In a minute he was asleep. I felt warm with him. Safe and protected. After a moment I dozed off.