Michigan Mitch Part 2
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My lips are still tingling from his rough kissing. Mitch tears off my T-shirt and throws it on the floor. His quickly joins mine and his tattoo of a ram stares me in the face. It's more spectacular than it looks in photos, snaking its way from his waist through his nipples to his neck. It's a red, green and blue ram, the symbol of the Arieszodiac sign.
As I am admiring it, Mitch hits me with a request."Pete, I really love to havemy nips bitten. Will you do that for me? It's OK if you bite them hard. I like it hard."
As my nose meets his body, I can tell that he's not wearing deodorant or, fortunately, cologne. That flowery stuff destroys natural male fragrance.
My teeth grip his nipple and he lets out a gasp."My girlfriends never would go near my nips, much less bite them," he says. "That sensation goes right to my dick."
He moves my hand onto his crotch to prove his point.
After several minutes of licking, sucking and biting his nips, I head downward to his treasure trail, the only hair he has on theupper trunk of his body. He gets on his knees on the bed and places my hand on his belt. It's not hard to figure out what he wants. I unbuckle him and take his Levi's off. He is wearing a jockstrap.
It's time for the Big Reveal. I already know from feeling Mitch through his jock that he is circumcised like every other Midwestern lad I've ever met. My nose meets his jock, which smells ripe, leading me to wonder if he wore it all the way on the 700-mile drive to Boston. Or is it the same jock he wears playing basketball?
His potent armpits say that he hasn't showered, but that could be my piggy fantasy at play. Is there anything sexier than the sweat and other manlyscents he is giving off?
I have enough of jock sniffing. I want to see what's inside.
I stretch the band at the top and take it off. Out pops his perfectly shaped, girthy 6-plus-incher and two good-sized balls. A thicket of hair surrounds his package. His dark bush stands out against his white skin. He doesn't trim or -- thank you, sweet Jesus-- shave down there. I don't get the obsession with either. Give me a guy who leaves his pelt alone.
"I was going to shower before meeting up, but I remembered that you love the natural body. So now that you've sniffed mine, does it meet your high standards, you dirty old man?" And he laughs, his wise-ass side on full display.
All I can say is, "You'll never have to shower for me, Mitch."
I get his crotch wet with my spittle and move toward his penis. It is just the right size, long enough to hit the back of my throat and fat enough to make my cheeks bulge. His helmet flares out from the shaft the way the crown of a circumcised penis should.
I am curious about the taste of his cum, but after a few minutes of sucking and getting signals that he's getting close, he stops me, "Let's wait on that, cowboy. "Now take off your pants so I can see your ass."
I do as he orders -- he has gotten bossier -- and remove my boots and socks, then my jeans and boxers. I lie face down on the bed and hope he's happy with what he sees.
His knees rest on my calves as he kneels on the bed and kneads my butt cheeks.
"That's a yummy ass you've got, Pete. "I've never seen one that hairy." Then he slaps my ass hard. I let out a whimper.
That hurt, but at least he likes my Italian ass.Many gay guys only like smooth ones.
Mitch's tongue is aggressive in its attack on my hole. I wonder how many guys he has rimmed. He tells me.
"I have never licked a guy's ass before." he says. "You're my first."
I surrender to his will, letting my body melt into the mattress. His lips press against my anal ring. You'd never guess he's a novice.
"So this is what an ass tastes like," he enthuses. Now raise your hips up off the bed. I want to get my tongue deep inside."
For the next 10 minutes, his face stays glued to my ass. Then he comes up for air and whispers six tantalizing words: "Where do you keep the lube?"
My earlier thought has been confirmed. I am going to get fucked.
I hand Mitch the jar from the drawer next to my bed and try to relax. If I'm going to get plowed, it might as well be by a man I'm smitten by.
"I'm a little embarrassed to say this, Pete, but I've never fucked a guy either," he declares. Would you let me know if I'm doing it right."
Before I can tell him to be gentle and to take it slow, he pushes most of his dick inside me. I cry out in pain. "Jeezus," I moan.
"Oops," he says and pulls out. "I guess I went too fast."
Mitch needs coaching and I'm good at coaching.He is a virgin top, which means that he is also a virgin bottom. That's a thought for the future.
"Mitch, there's a muscle inside a guy's ass. You need to wait for it to let you in. Your dick is fat, ya know. Just put the head in and wait for me to get loose."
"I'm sorry, Pete. Didn't know that. This is all new to me. I'm used to my ex-girlfriend's pussy. It isn't tight like yours. It's actually kinda sloppy and loose."
I tell him that's too much information and he laughs. Then he slaps my butt again and says, "Time for that muscle to open for me."
It's happening fast. "I'm getting used to your dick," I alert him. "You can move in another inch, then stop." He ignores my instructions and ams his entire dick inside.
"You're used to it enough. You need a push," he taunts. "Unless your precious little butt can't take it." And he slaps my ass again.
Before I can say anything, he is banging ass with gusto. I should have known that a guy with a large tattoo of a ram on his body was going to ram me in bed.
"Oh, damn, Pete, you have no idea how good that feels," although of course I do. "The way your ass is gripping my dick, I mean. I might have to fuck you all night whether you want me to or not."
I'm rather enjoying Mitch's dominant side and have completely accepted his dick inside me despite my being out of my usual role.
"You're a natural," I tell him and I mean it."Now let me get on my back so I can see your face." Before I can lift up my legs, he does it for me, grabbing them roughly and raising them in the air.
"I like this view much better," he says. "Now I can pound you and see how much pain you can take."
Mitch is a top with an SM vibe.
"I'm going to cum in you and mark you as my guy," he declares and speeds up the rhythm.
That almost sounds romantic, I tell myself with a laugh.
A few more thrusts and Mitch's vocal cords are at full volume.
"Fuck, fuck, fuck," he yells as he shoots his young load in my ass. After a couple of minutes, his dick flops out.
Mitch is savoring his first man-fuck with a proud look on his face. "I hope I wasn't too rough," he says a bit guiltily. "But I think you like it rough. I'm making a note of that." I can't contradict him.
I am exhausted and need sleep after the day's surprises -- his unexpected drive to Boston, the excitement at finally meeting him, drinking a few beers with him, taking him home, getting rimmed and that very draining fuck.
As I reach over to put the lube back in the drawer, he grabs the jar from my hand.
"Where are you going with that?" he asks, looking annoyed. My dick is going up your ass later while you're sleeping and again in the morning.
"Or maybe right now."
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Encounters:
The Bass Player, The Pact (both Sept. 13,'17), James (Jan. 26, '18), At the Underwear Rack, 2 parts, April 23 `19 Aleksandr 2 parts (Aug. 20, '20, Shane the Barber, Michigan Mitch (Aug. 27 20220 Dennis My Menace (Feb. 5 2023)
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Drink It (2 parts, Sept. 24, '18)
Lesson at Rock River (Nov. 6, '18)
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Aaron's Basement (Jan. 12, '18);
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Taken in the Woods (May 28, '18),Forced Reenactment (Dec. 14 '19); The Punishment that Wasn't (April 2, 2020)
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Camping with Josh, 4 parts (Sept. 24, '18);
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Incest
How Did My Bro Know? (March 20 '20).Greek Reunion, 3 parts, (Aug. 20 '21)