True Story from some 20+ years ago....
I had not seen Doug since graduating high school and taking off for college. He was the rocker jock stud that took my virgin cherry so rough and rocked me regular though most of my teenage years. He was rough, a little crazy, a little dangerous and all that made me uncontrollable horny for him.
Like some form of ESP he called my parent's house the week after I got home from graduating college. My mother picked up the phone and summoned me when he asked if I was there. As if a sensor had gone off in her soul she seemed suspicious of the call from the start. It was almost as if he had said, "Is your son there so I can get some butt sex off him?"
After a cat and mouse conversation of catching up and saying what had to be said without really saying it as I was being overheard, I agreed to come see him. I was aflutter and nervous. I made some bullshit story to tell my mother where I was headed. She skeptically looked at me and said, "Be careful". Looking back, she seemed to know exactly what I was headed for.
He had moved in with some other guy who had a nasty run down bungalow in a bad part of town. When I got up to the door step on that summer day, I saw the silhouette of Doug's athletic jock build in the shadows walking to the dirty screen door. Wearing only his white underwear, his hand was already in his package rubbing it up to size.
His hairy muscular body was a sight I had not seen in years. His long shoulder length curly brown hair now framed a short rough hewn beard and mustache. He looked like a rocked out biker and now more maturely built than I had remembered. Standing back in the shadow's he pushed the screen door open and invited me in.
As I followed him down the short hall into the living room I watched his tight muscled ass sway side to side while his bare feet slapped on the hardwood floor. As we got to the back room he sat on a dirty couch and pushed some crap on the floor so I had room to sit next to him "Here, sit down." he said.
We made a couple minutes of idle chit chat about the old gang from high school while his hand remained in his underwear stroking his 7" bent cock. The room smelled of brute male odor and dirty clothes, no surprise since the place appeared to be a flop house. He asked me if I had any weed which I did. I pulled my pipe out and packed a bowl to which we smoked down good.
"Your roommate gay?" I asked. "Fuck no!", he scoffed. "Don't worry he wont be back for a while". He then got up and walked across the room singing along with the Pink Floyd tune on the stereo. As they lyrics went "I need a dirty woman..." he sang, "I need a manly woman". After disappearing for a minute he came back with a bottle of hand lotion just like the kind he had used when he first fucked my ass red so many years ago.
Instead of his usual demands I get my clothes of so he could fuck me, he pulled his underwear off and leaned back on the couch. On cue I began undressing and letting my hardening cock out. He slathered some lotion on his hands and began fingering his hairy stinky hole. "Uhhhhh. That feels good", he moaned in a creepy way while watching me undress.
"Come fuck me", he asked. "Come on, fuck me up the butt". He slouched into the couch on his back and pulled his legs back. It would be the first time I ever fucked Doug in this position. After a few short jacks of my dick and shuffled up to him with my pants around my ankles and pushed my meat into his greasy sloppy stink hole.
He was loose and raw, pasty and raunchy. These were the days of fast hookups without the pretense of cleaning up or oral foreplay. It was get in there and fuck and drop your load. As I slid into him he cooed and moaned like a bitch in heat, so unusual for this mean bully jock that looked like Jim Morrison. As I began thusting his sloppy asshole his legs wrapped around my ass and he pulled me in tighter.
"Ohhh man", he moaned. "Fuck me harder. Come on., harder!" It was the first time I ever looked down into his face and saw a craven need to be fucked. His flat six pack stomach was laid out in front of me, flexing and sweating as I banged him as hard as I could. It as such a rush watching my dick slide into that shit. He pumped his curved thick meat as I pounded him, his eyes shut in pure pleasure.
I was only twenty and at that time I still had a short fuse. It only took a couple minutes of fucking this muscle stud and watching him writhe in it before I came up his cunt and filled his shitter with my seed. With the heat of man sex and without the pretense of romance he immediately told me to switch places with him.
My dick still dripping and smelling of Doug's asshole I took his position on my back as he lifted my legs up in the air with my jeans still around my ankles. He squirted a little of the Jergen's hand lotion on his hand and jacked up his fat bent dick before he pushed up against my hairy nest.
His dick was so thick and blunt as I remembered when he thrust it into my ass with little warning. The crack of lightning bolted through my body as my mouth let out an involuntary, "UUUeeeeoooooooo". The piercing pain was all I felt as I gritted my teeth and shut my eyes until I adjusted.
He pushed and pulled that bent stick in and out of my ass, banging his balls against me as hard as he ever had. I finally looked up at him to see his six-pack stomach bucking into me with his lust and his power. The blunt force of his cock was painful and it hurt like hell just like always. But just as before after he had it into me for a couple minutes I began to crave it.
Unlike me, Doug had stamina. I smelled butt sex strong in the air as he pushed me across the dirty old couch, pulling me back up to him a few times to dig in better. My wet stinky dick laid flaccid across my groin as he pumped and bull fucked me, looking down occasionally while his arms stayed wrapped around my legs.
I finally felt his familiar slowing and bucking as he began to get ready to blow off up my ass. And then the warm sensation of his juice flowing into me came as his eyes closed and he pushed harder. After he was finished he pulled out. "Nice", was all he said as he bent over to get his underwear and slipped them back on.
"You can use the bathroom to clean up", he said casually as he headed off to his bedroom. My hole aching and leaking his cum I pulled up my pants enough to waddle to the bathroom where I cleaned up. When I came back out he was dressed and was rifling through things. "You should get going. I got to go to work".
He hadn't changed at all. As I drove back home with my tater hole aching my balls felt plenty fine having pounded his muscle jock pussy too. Now to keep a straight face when mom asked what I did when I was gone.
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