Loosing my virginity 2
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I woke up a bit confused where I was, but the heat from the male god pressed against me, helped me remember. Heat was radiating off of Bob's body as he lay pressed against me. His rock hard penis shoved against the my now tender ass crack. I could still feel cum leaking from my pussy. And it felt good. I tried to move without waking Bob, and as I did so I felt a wonderful pain in my ass. It was hard to describe, because it hurt but felt wonderful at the same time. I had never felt something like that. But then this was a day of firsts. If someone had asked me even yesterday, I would be laying here naked next to the man that had just fucked me, taking my virginity, I would have laughed in their face.
But here I was naked and glowing from sex. I looked at the clock on the night stand. It said it was 9:18 I slid out from Bob's Beefy muscular arms. I suddenly had to take a big giant piss. I went to his master bath, noticing how nice and modern it was peed a long nasty stream, then flushed and washed my hands, thinking that was ironic, since I just had another mans hot cock inside of me just a while before. . I walked back to the bed. Bob was laying naked in all his glory, showing off his 6 pack abs, oh so sexy tan line and his big pecs. He was now laying on his back and his cock was laying against his body. I slid in next to Bob, and trying not to wake him, I got my face right next to his cock. I had never given a man a blow job before and wondered if I would do it wrong. But then I reminded myself that I had never done any of this before. So I slowly grasped his cock in my right hand and picked it up and put my mouth on it and licked from the slit to the base and then back up. I felt bob moving, I looked up and he was now on his elbows still on his back looking at me and smiling. I stared directly into his oh so sexy eyes. I proceeded to pop his cock head into my mouth and licked the head with my tongue. My tongue played with his slit on his head, I tasted cum and anal lube and my juices on his beautiful cock, I hesitated, I did not know what else to do. But thought back to what he did. I cupped his balls in my hands and kept licking and sucking the head of his penis like a lollypop. His hand was rubbing my head and he was pushing down slightly. I slowly took more of the shaft of his cock into my mouth I started to gag, he laughed and said relax and try it again. So I did. And it went into my mouth, but I stopped short of taking it all way in. I breathed deeply and I started to slide up and down on his cock, which was glistening from my saliva. Bob was raising his ass and with his hand was basically fucking my mouth, slowly, as I moved down he would softly thrust up. . I was getting into it. He kept moving his hips, and his ass while rubbing my head with his right hand.
After a few minutes. He said, "I am going to Cum, release my cock if you do not want to swallow it." But I kept sucking on it. He shot deeply into my mouth. I tried to take it all, but alot of it was flowing out the sides of my mouth. I let his cock, slide from my mouth, he sat up, right away, letting his feet slide to the side and came down and kissed me and licked the excess come off my face. His cum was hot and salty and tasted like nectar to me. I loved the flavor and was instantly hooked. He broke the kiss and said men either love cum or hate it. I smiled and said " I love it" and he smiled, back.
I slid back into his arms and we slowly kissed and made small talk, after about 20 minutes Bob slid me to the side and got up slapped my naked as playfully as he walked into the Master Bath. I could hear a long powerful stream of piss exiting his gorious body. After pissing, he leaned out of the Bathroom and said, I am hungry want to get something to eat?
I turned to face him flashed my eye lashes at him, like I used to see starlets do to me in movies long ago, and said "But, Honey I have nothing to waar, You asked me to come here in my sweaty running clothes." He looked at me and said, well your definately not going to fit in my clothes. Still leaning out of the bathroom he said well why don't you go home and change and then I will swing by and pick you up. I smiled and said "Sure"
But then he got an evil grin on his face and said, But first, before you have to go, Lets take a shower together. I smiled back and and called him a pig. He disappeared back into the bathroom, and a few seconds later I heard the water running. I slowly got up, again reminded with every step that my ass had just had his snake of a cock jammed into it.
Bob was already in the shower and I opened the clouded glass door and said do you have room for one more?, he smiled and pulled me in gently, pulling me into his body and kissed me somewhat forcefully. I stood there as the hot water ran down my aching muscles, our mouths locked together in and our tongues wrestling for dominance. After a few minutes, he turned me around facing away from him, with his right arm wrapped around me pressing me into his body. With his left leg he spread my legs and I felt his snake pressing its way into my ass. He pushed me forward slightly so that i was leaning forward a bit and his cock slid all the way in, to the hilt.
This time around there was little pain other than soreness that was already there from the molestation my ass had taken about an hour earlier. With the water falling down on our glistening bodies, I was balancing myself against the door to the shower and Bob started thrusting in and pulling out. This time he was neither soft, gentle or concerned about my pain. This time it was all about lust and power. I started jacking myself off, Bob built up speed and started pistoning my ass, we were moving together like a well oiled machine.
Bob was 12 years my senior but I think he had more strength and endurance than I did. He just kept at it pistoning forward and back. After who knows how long Bob shot long warm streams of goo into my ass. My insides got all warm inside. I love that feeling. A bit later, I shot my jizz all over the glass door. Bob got a bit unsteady and at on the bench at the back of the shower. I grabbed a bottle of Swagger body Gel, he had, noted that he and I had the same tastes. I started lathering myself up. He stood and taking me in his arms, again, he kissed me for a long time and then started lathering both his and my body up at the same time. . He took the shower scrub and ran it along the crack of my ass and then pushed it into the bulb of my ass It was an interesting feeling as it pushed in. Not hard or tight but there was obviously something there. Bob pulled it out. The smell of ass wafted through the bathroom. Bob finished rinising off first and stepped out of the shower and grabbed a towel. A second later he lay another towel over the door of the shower for me. I turned off the water, and dried myself off. I wrapped the towel around my waist and exiting the shower. I love the feeling you feel after having a nice hot shower.
Bob was already getting dressed. I said it seems a bit senseless to put on my dirty clothes after a shower. Bob said, well you can always walk to your car nekked. I laughed, said "I am sure your neighbors would love that" I put my damp tank top and running shorts back on and slipped my feet, into my shoes. Bob walked me to the door, my hand in his. He kissed me at the door, and told me to not forget to make an over night bag, he slapped my ass as I walked out.
I walked to my Jeep with the biggest smile on my face. I texted Bob my address. I drove back to my place conteplating what had occurred in the last several hours. I did not know if I was gay, or what. I asked myself if I was in love with Bob. I did not know but I do know I was in lust. My mind tried to calm me down and tell me that it was too soon to be in love. And that many men had experienced Gay sex and ended up not being gay.
I hate my mind.
It was trying to bring logic into a time and place where I did not want any logic. I wanted hot passionate lust. I had been alone for so long this was what My body was screaming for. Eventually even my mind had to agree that the last several hours were Damn Hot and Damn Magical.
Bob texted me a few minutes after I had gotten home. Said he would be there in 20 minutes. I stripped off my dirty clothes, did a quick spong bath to make sure no smell lingered put on a T-shirt, khaki shorts, and a collared shirt over the t-shirt but left it open. I packed clothes and my toiletries into a bag. I heard Bob honk outside, I walked out and locked the door to my place.
I said, "Oh I see we are done with formalities" he looked at me quizzically, I laughed and said you honked instead of walking to the door like a gentlman would do. I cracked up at his response, " I have already taken your ass no need to be a gentleman"
Bob took me to a weekend brunch place, I had never been, but then I never went out. It was nice. Bob looked a bit more formal than I with khakis and a buttom down shirt. He said he did not realize he was picking up his son. I said, You fuck your son? He winked and said he did not have a son.
I loved the sea food Quiche. He asked me about my job, and what I wanted to do with my life. In some ways it did feel like I was having brunch with my dad, but my dad would never have done the things Bob had just done. I thought about how I was going to break this to my parents. But then pushed that out equally as quick. I did not even know what was going on here.
It was a nice very relaxed lunch. At the end, Bob said the Museum down the road was having an art exhibit and wanted to know if I would go. I am not really into museums, but figured since this was a day of firsts, I told him I would love to go. So Bob paid for the meal, and then we both went over to the museum and spent several hours walking around and looking at the exhibit.
An a rather slender older lady with shorter white hair, was there with a group of older women. At one point, she walked over and said its nice to see a father and son enjoying culture together. Both Bob and I held our tongues. We said thank you. But as she was walking back to the group, Bob said in a whisper, that she would not think what he was going to be doing to me later on was very cultured. My eyes got big, and i laughed, loud enough that the group of ladies looked in our direction.
It was now about 5 pm. Bob suggested we go to a martini bar, that he knew of, said it was in a high end hotel down town. Said we could be very comfortable there and open with each other. I said, "Oh, is it a Gay Bar?" He said no but most men and women that went there were either gay or lesbian.
I was curious. I said am I dressed correctly. He smiled and said, I will just tell them your my son. I laughed again. We drove off to the bar. It was like bars I have only seen in movies, there was a big baby grand piano in the back, with a guy playing it. There were well dressed women and men all drinking martinis in high stemmed glasses. And the bar had a big high window showing the sun as it was beginning to set. . I really felt uncomfortable, but then I saw another guy who was younger than me with a man older than Bob. And the guy was dressed with shorts and flip flops and the older gentleman had a suit on. Which I thought was odd for a saturday evening. I truly thought they may be father and son. But then after taking a sip of his martini, and the younger guy took a sip of his soda, the Older man turned and placed a rather wet juicy kiss on the younger mans lips. The older man must have seen me looking at them, and gotten the wrong idea. THe older man then looked directly at me and winked. . I blushed, feeling the blood rush to my head. I looked away, quickly. The young Twink that sat us at a table said a server would be there shortly. Another twink in very tight slacks and a tight white shirt with a bow tie came over and Bob ordered two vodka martinis, dry stirred not shaken, with 3 olives.
I kept looking around, I wassuddenly feeling very uneasy. Bob asked if everything was alright. I said slightly agitated, "I just cannot believe this day, I said 12 hours ago I was a virgin and never went out, never went anywhere and really had never done anything. And I said now I am sitting here waiting for Humphry Bogart to come out and slap me on the face and tell me its a dream." . The cute twink brought the martinis over to us, when he did so he looked at Bob and at me and smiled. I think he may have heard a bit of my break down. The twink leaned into me and said in a whisper. "Honey, you could have done far worse"
Bob let the twink walk off, took a sip of his martini, looked at me with his brown eyes, that I loved, and Asked, Are you having a good time? Are you enjoying yourself? I looked back and said "Yes a fantastic time" . Bob said I know that you have a lot tossed at you today, I am in large part the reason why. But today, just relax and go with the flow. You do not need to make any decisions today. If you wake up and say tomorrow that your not gay and that this was all a mistake, I will understand. At the same time the piano player started playing "Its a wonderful World"
My eyes teared up and I said Oh My God, I think I am falling in love with you. Bob smiled and said drink up your martini. I have to take you home and Ravage you.
I gulped down the martini and we both walked quickly to the car.