The following is a true account of an experience involving adults. The names and places have been altered to protect the individuals. Any resemblance to actual persons is purely coincidental. It is not intended for minors. If you are offended by sexually explicit material or have received this document by mistake, please close the document now. If not, read on and enjoy yourself.
I met Barry originally through an ad in a regional swinger's magazine. He was a business executive from a large southern city and, like myself, had been married for a number of years. We got together about a dozen times over a three year period at motels both in his city and in my home town. He was straight acting and always assumed a more-or-less dominant position with me. This worked well for us, since I prefer a submissive role anyway. I usually went to the motel first to wait and get ready for our discreet meeting. Following is an account of one of those meetings.
As usual, I selected one of those cheap, out-of-the-way motels with short-stay rates. You know the kind - small dark rooms, bedspreads with cigarette burns, and stale, pine-cleaner smell. .After checking in to the room, I undressed and prepared for my lover with eager anticipation. I shaved my ass and balls smooth and used a lower enema to get squeaky clean inside. I put on a small black thong and a tight sleeveless top. I admired myself in the mirror, thinking that I looked pretty good. I was trim and tanned, my legs were long and well shaped, my ass was firm, and my stomach was flat - not bad for a middle-aged guy.
To pass the time while I waited, I put a hot all-male video in the portable VCR I brought with me. I love to see handsome guys being totally ravished by well-endowed, hard, virile studs, and I always imagine myself participating in place of the actors.
In order to be ready (stretched) for Barry, I took my large male dildo, lubricated it, and gently worked it into my shaved male pussy as I watched the action on the video. It is at least 8" long and 2" in diameter and feels really good. I can eventually take it all the way inside until the ballsack at the end of the dildo is pressed against my asscrack. I am very anal erotic and always use one or more dildos in my private masturbation sessions, which can sometimes last for hours. I really had to resist the temptation to ride the dildo and masturbate while fantasizing over the sucking and fucking on the TV screen.
My friend finally arrived, and I greeted him at the door with a long, passionate kiss. I then went over to the bed and began to display my body to him, playfully caressing myself in an erotic manner. I pulled down my black thong, and unashamedly revealed my arousal to him, massaging my hard, 6 1/2-inch cut cock. Barry watched me intently and slowly began to remove his clothes. As I pleasured myself before him, gradually the submissive, feminine side of me began to come out and I was transformed into the wanton, male slut that I really am.
I turned over on my knees and elbows and exposed my smooth, shaved ass to him. I licked my index finger, reached back between my legs, and began to tease my puckered rosebud. I slipped the end of my finger past the tight sphincter and into my warm chute, moaning softly. I slipped it out, then back in, deeper this time. I gazed at Barry as I fingered myself, showing him exactly what I wanted him to do to me. I rolled over on my back and spread my legs widely, plunging my finger all the way inside. I closed my eyes groaned as I massaged my sensitive prostate G-spot and my hard drooling cock at the same time. I exposed myself in the most shameless and depraved way possible, communicating my normally suppressed desires to him. As I did so, my lust for him grew. I wanted to satisfy him in every way possible, and then some. When I opened my eyes, Barry was standing next to the bed with only his briefs on, the prominent outline of his male hardness was clearly visible on the front. I pulled my finger out of my pussyhole and licked it off erotically, then plunged it back inside as I admired Barry's body.
He was in his late 40's, about 6'-1", medium build, with salt and pepper hair. His body was firm, not flabby, and he had very little body hair. I went over to him and traced the outline of the bulge in his briefs with my fingers, then leaned down and nibbled it gently through the stretched fabric. A wet spot appeared at the end of the bulge as I did so. I slipped my fingers under the elastic waistband and slipped his briefs down to his thighs. His rigid cock sprang forth and pointed upward at a 45 degree angle. Clear threads of pre-cum were already oozing out of his cock-slit and running down his shaft. Barry's cock was just over 7" long and straight rather than curved (like mine). He was circumcised, and the flanged head was flared and quite pronounced, looking much like a swollen pink mushroom. Most of all, he was very hard and long lasting, something which I appreciated very much.
I looked intently into his eyes as I took his erection in my hand and began to lick up the bottom side of his veined shaft, pausing to suck on his ball sack. I moved up and circled the prominent flange with my tongue, then ran it across and into his drooling cock-slit. He threw his head back and gasped as I did so. This was my signal. I sucked his engorged mushroom head into my mouth and swirled my tongue over and around it caressing his sensitive flesh. He groaned loudly, and I quickly consumed the entire shaft. I began to take his rock-hard dick with long, powerful sucking motions. I am quite good at this, and I can usually bring a guy off in a few minutes if I don't stop. I took Barry to the verge of orgasm, and kept him there for some time, pausing as necessary to prevent him from going past the point of no return.
During one of the pauses I got up and lay on the table on my back with my head hanging down over the edge. Barry approached and leaned over me and slipped his cock into my hungry mouth. This way my throat was straight in line with his cock, and I could take him all the way deep throat style. I had to resist the gag reflex as his cockhead eased past the back of my mouth and slid down into my throat. Inch-by-inch I swallowed more of him until he was all the way in and his ballsack was pressed firmly against my nose. He knew to move gently, and after a little while, I was able to accommodate his full length thrusts. Fortunately, he also knew to pull out occasionally so I could breathe. As he enjoyed face-fucking me in this way, he focused intently on my neck so he could watch the lump made by his cockhead moving up and down my throat. I loved taking him like this and pleasing him. But, what I really wanted was for him to make love to me. I desperately wanted to be overpowered by his strength and animal passion and to feel his wonderful male organ penetrating my hot, tight mancunt.
We would always shower together before continuing on, so we interrupted our activity and went into the bathroom. We took turns washing each other from behind, making most of the opportunity to probe and massage every private part with soapy delight. He stood up against my back and reach around and wash my chest and nipples with one hand while he lathered my cock with the other. I could feel the hardness of his erect cock pressed up against my ass crack. I bent forward and put my hands against the wall and spread my legs as much as I could in the shower. He took the hint and put the tip of his soapy dick up against my equally soapy hole. I backed up slowly, grinding my ass in rocking motions onto his rigid shaft. His engorged knob slid past my willing sphincter and into my eager chamber. I just stayed there, pinioned on his rod, partly because the soap was irritating as a lubricant and partly because Barry did not like to do this without a condom. His erection subsided a little, so I slid off and we finished rinsing ourselves.
I turned around and faced him and dropped to my knees. I reached around his thighs and locked my arms behind him. His semi-rigid cock was right in front of my face. I opened my mouth, stuck out my tongue, and moved forward so that his cock was resting on my tongue about half-way into my mouth. At this point he relaxed and began to release his full bladder of warm, golden piss. It overflowed my mouth and cascaded down my cheeks and body. I began to swallow the salty liquid in rapid gulps to keep up with the steady flow. Barry would drink plenty of fluids before we met and save up until his bladder was fully distended. I drank and drank for what seemed like an eternity, finally transferring the entire contents of his bladder into my stomach. Sometimes I will lie under him and we would do this on the bed. If he goes slowly enough, I can take his entire piss load without spilling a drop. I love to do this for all my lovers. I told Barry that he would never have to use the bathroom as long as he was with me. After rinsing off, we dried ourselves and returned to the bed.
I crawled on the bed and got on my back with a pillow under my hips. Barry rolled a condom onto his dick, which was now hard with anticipation, and I spread my legs wide and lifted them to welcome him to my pleasure center. I will often let my married lovers fuck me bare, but Barry never wanted to do that. He crawled up between my legs and I smeared some KY jelly onto his dick, then squeezed some inside my puckered hole. He moved forward until his cockhead was poised right at my willing orifice. Our eyes locked together as he pushed, sliding the bulbous latex-covered head past my ring of muscles. I groaned as he continued to slowly impale me with his manhood. Just over half way in, his knob encountered my second, inner ring of muscles which separates my rectum from my lower bowel. The muscles guarding the last orifice resisted briefly, then yielded to his entry, causing me to close my eyes and moan with pleasure as I was fully penetrated.
He then began to move, slowly at first, then somewhat faster. I really like to be fucked in long, slow, deeply penetrating thrusts so that I can savor the full sensation of my lover's dick moving in and out. Barry knew just how to move. He especially knew how to angle his movements so that his dickhead drove into and along my sensitive prostate with each thrust. His motions sent me into a semi-conscious state of pure sexual ecstasy that only another man can give. No woman can ever give this kind of deep pleasure. He leaned down and kiss me passionately as he made love to me, our mouths locked and our tongues dancing together. I expressed myself in deep groanings of unspeakable erotic pleasure: "Yesss...pleezzeeee... Barry! Oohhhh ...fuuuuck meeeee!"
His lovemaking soon brought me to my first prostate orgasm, and I cried out loudly as seminal fluid poured from my semi-hard dick, forming a puddle on my heaving stomach and running down my sides. Barry stopped briefly as my anal muscles gripped his hard shaft in orgasmic spasms. Sometimes I have cum twice while being fucked by Barry. He really knew how to make deep, passionate love to a man, and I was fortunate to have him as my lover. When my spasms subsided, he resumed his wonderful hip motions.
I could tell when he was approaching his own orgasm. He would start to grunt and his thrusts would quicken. I urged him on, "Ohhhhh yesssss... Barry, pleeezzzeee cummmm in meeee!" Suddenly, his back bowed and he thrust into me as deeply as he could go. He groaned loudly as he exploded inside me, pumping the condom tip full of hot semen. I could feel the warmth of his cum through the thin latex and jerking of his cock as it recoiled from each spurt. I loved it! He rolled over on his back to recover. I rolled with him and stayed impaled on his cock until it softened and slid out. I carefully removed the cum-filled condom and temporarily put it aside on the bed.
After a moment, he got up on his knees and sat back on his ankles with his thighs spread apart. I laid down on my back with my head between his thighs. I then raised my legs and hips over my head so that my legs were spread on each side of him locked between his arms and his sides and my dick was hanging directly over my face. He took my large male dildos, spread some lubricant on it, and gently but firmly twisted it into the stretched opening of my upturned ass. Once inside, he withdrew it slowly so that my anal orifice remained wide open. He then took the condom and carefully poured all of its contents into my hungry hole, squeezing every drop from the latex sheath. Once he had emptied his warm cum into my rectal cavity, he took the dildo and, using it like a plunger, drove the seminal liquid deep into my bowel. I groaned with delight, knowing that I was now flooded with his sperm and our lovemaking was truly consumated.
I started to stroke my cock, which was by now drooling strands of clear precum all over my face, as he continued to grind the huge latex dick into me. I love to masturbate in this position, and though I am neither long enough nor limber enough to suck myself, I do enjoy taking my cumload into my mouth. As he continued to slowly and deliberately screw the giant phallus into my prostate, I could feel my orgasm boiling deep within. It only took a few more strokes until I climaxed and my cockhead literally erupted in an avalanche of cum, which cascaded in thick rope-like strands into my awaiting mouth. My anal muscles grabbed the thick rubber shaft in rapid uncontrollable spasms, pumping the remaining cum from inside me. I drank every drop of the hot, salty liquid, savoring the flavor as I have many times before. I rolled my hips back down onto the bed and rested with the dildo still embedded.
Barry dressed, then leaned down to kiss me before he left. I would have to leave, too, and return to reality after a brief moment of fantasy and ecstasy.