*** Hope you like this story men, it's based on an "older" guy I knew when I was 20 and he was 40 - old huh?! Now that I'm 45, 40 doesn't seem so old after all, ah youth! Funny thing is, his name really was Mr. Smith! Hey, write me if you want, funwbuns@yahoo.com***
Why "wicked" big you ask? Well, when I was a shy, but handsome young bottom guy in the Albany NY area 25 years ago, "wicked big" meant like, "really big." So I was 20, a nice looking young guy, 6', 175#, good shape, light brown hair, hazel eyes, a sensitive face, lightly hairy chest, 6" cut, big balls, and a lovely smooth round ass. I was somewhat experienced, I'd been with a few guys, mostly sucking guys off in high school, had a couple guys top me, you know, nothing real long term or intense. It wasn't so easy to be out then, and I did go with girls some too, maybe as protective coloring, who knows?
So anyway, I was going to college and working part time in a local pizza joint. The owner, Mr. Smith, was 40 like I said, 6', 200#, a big strong guy, with dark blue eyes, short brown hair, mustache, sexy really, and I was attracted to him, but way too shy about it to make the first move. He was a pretty nice guy too, firm about business but fair, and I worked there a few months before anything happened between us. I didn't know whether he was gay or not, he mentioned dates a few times, but like I said it was more closeted then.
I worked Saturday nights and one night was really busy, it was midnight before we closed and then there was still cleanup. The drivers left, and the one other guy had to go, so it was just Mr. Smith and I to clean up. He gave me a friendly squeeze on the shoulder, saying he appreciated it, and we went to it. Between the two of us it wasn't too bad actually, and we were done around 1:00am. Mr. Smith smiled at me, gave me a pat on the back, and said,
"Jamie, really good of you to help like this. Let me buy you a beer, how about it?"
I was game, and we went to a local tavern. It was pretty quiet there, and we sat in a booth and had a few beers. Mr. Smith was very good at making me feel relaxed and comfortable, and he was fun and friendly to talk to. I found myself telling him all sorts of things, and he was a very good listener. We got pretty friendly, and the talk turned to girls, sex, you know, and next thing was Mr. Smith inviting me to come over to his apartment where he had some good hash he said. He didn't need to twist my arm, I was busy in my mind with fantasies involving me and what looked like a healthy bulge in his pants.
He didn't live too far away, and the hash he had was definitely good, left me feeling very loose and easy. The talk turned to sex again, and we started flipping through some sex mags he had. One of them had a nice shot of a girl on her hands and knees, with a stud behind her feeding her his cock right up the ass. I smiled at that one, and when Mr. Smith (Ted as he wanted me to call him,) asked if I liked that, had I ever done anal sex with a girl, I answered,
"Yes, I mean well sort of, I uh...." Oh boy, what was I saying?! Ted smiled and put his hand on my leg and told me to level with him, that it was OK, and I found myself admitting that while I'd never had anal sex with a girl, I had with guys a few times, me being the "girl." He kept his hand on my thight and put his arm around my shoulder, telling me that it was cool, that he'd sensed that about me, and that he thought I was a very attractive young man.
Oh my god! It was so cool, we just started kissing and petting, and when Ted asked me to stand up and undress for him I was happy to oblige. He watched hungrily as I stripped for him, and standing up pulled me to him and kissed me deeply while fondling my ass with both hands. I could feel a big bulge in his pants, and when I started to kiss my way down his neck and chest, unbuttoning his shirt, he sighed in pleasure and lightly stroked my hair. I sank down to my knees and as I started to undo his pants he quietly said,
"Jamie, I'm pretty big down there, but don't be scared, I'll be gentle..."
I looked up and smiled, thinking of a guy or two I'd known who I had thought of as hung; little did I know what hung was! When I got his belt undone, pants unzipped and started to roll his briefs down over his manly bulge I got a real thrill. I mean now this was hung! His cock was cut, mostly hard, and already almost 8" it looked like, amd thick to boot. I looked up, mouth parted in surprise and lust for that big thing, and Ted smiled at me and gently moved my head down to his cock, telling me that yes, he was a bit over 8" when rock hard, and he was sure I was going to make him so!
Oh I did alright. The whole thing was a huge turnon, and I was absolutely fascinated by his cock. I mean, I loved cock, but this big tool totally dominated me! His balls were awesome too, big hairy hanging things, when I cupped them in my hand they filled it to overflowing. I leaned in to my task, and started to lick and kiss up and down the length of him while fondling his balls with one hand and using the other to massage and support the shaft of his cock. I had to open real wide to get the smooth head of his cock in my mouth, and I could taste a drop of pre cum as he pushed it in just a hair.
I couldn't believe his cock, it was so big and thick now that it was hard, it filled my mouth like no other dick ever had. I consciously worked at it, relaxing my jaw, tipping my head, so I could take more of him in my mouth. I wrapped my lips around it and sucked up and down the shaft, taking it more and more in my mouth, and stroking the rest of that fat thing with my hand. Ted loved what I was doing, as he gently rocked on his heels, in rhythm with the blowjob I was giving him, he started to leak more pre cum. I knew he was close, and readied myself for it. When he started to cum he tensed, then pushed at me and with a deep groan started to pump thick sticky blasts of cum into my mouth. His cock so filled my mouth it was hard to swallow it all, I did my best but some leaked out and ran over my lips and down my chin.
Ted was totally turned on by my youth, my eagerness and willingness to take his big cock, and after laying there cuddling and kissing for a while he was getting hard again. He rolled me onto my stomach and kissed his way down to my ass, licking the crack of my ass, kissing and nibbling on my ass cheeks, making me feel so good. Then he got off the bed for a moment and came back with some lube and resumed fondling and kissing my ass, and also lightly rubbing lube around my crack and asshole. I was very horny and ready, and sighed happily as he slipped a finger into me.
After a few more minutes of this he got me to my hands and knees, telling me that it might hurt a little at first but he'd be gentle, and he knew I wanted it. Oh god, did I ever! Even so, when I felt how big the head of his cock felt when it first pushed against my asshole I felt a little nervous! When he forced the first inch or so in I gasped, it really did hurt a little. He paused patiently, stroking the sides of my ass cheeks and quietly telling me to relax, to not fight it...
I shifted and wriggled a little to better acocmodate him, and let myself relax a little. It took a few rounds of this routine but in a while he was more than half way in, and then in one smooth long stroke he sank his cock all the way home in me. Oh how I gasped and quivered as he spiked my college ass with his huge cock! It still hurt a little, but I wanted it, I wanted him, and he was in charge now.
Ted fucked me for some time in long, slow, deep strokes, every incoming thrust shoving me forward, face pressed into the bedcovers, I was half drooling, mouth parted, panting as he gave me a fucking like I'd never had before. It seemed like forever that he rode me like that, and then he started to breath sharp and fast, hungrily ramming into me, making me moan and gasp louder, I was saying his name over and over, calling out O God O God O God... When he forced himself in one final huge shove and started to strain against me, hands clenching my asscheeks like mad, I moaned and cried out like a girl might, O O O O !!! Ted pumped and shoved against me, cumming and cumming, and finally he slowed down and then gradually leaned into me and on top of me, pressing me into the bed with his huge dick now softening in my hard used college boy hole. In a few minutes he lifted up and pulled out, and I rolled over, cock aching, and jerked myself off, shooting across my stomach and up my chest as he lay there, stroking me and telling me what a good piece of ass I was...
I worked at that job for a few more months, and most nights after work went home with Mr. Smith and made love to his wicked big dick. One night though he got drunk and beat me up after fucking me, and while I was a horny, even slutty young guy, that wasn't for me, so that was the end of it. Fortunately though it wasn't the end of big dicks! ;-)