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Scott Becomes a Bottom
By
Wolf
After 33 years I could not resist my desire to find out what it is like to have sex with a man. I had researched every gay source of information from book stories to the world-wide-web. Whenever I fantasized about sex with a man it was always about a men's cock in me.
Last June I finally decided to find out what gay sex was like. I was not looking for a boyfriend or anything. I was just looking for a guy that was experienced and willing to show me the ropes. That led to me posting an add on men4sexnow.com.
In my add I said something like "I am a novice male, 33-years old, 200 lbs, blond, looking for an experienced gay man to introduce me to gay sex from the Chicago area."
I got a response from a man named Brad. We exchanged E-mails for awhile. He told me he was 55-years old, 295 pounds, with what he said was a thick 8-inch cock. We chatted with each other for a few days before he suggested that I visit him at his home. We had established that he lived less than 30-minutes away from me in the western Chicago suburbs.
We had talked about what I expected from the meeting. I had told him that I didn't want to make any promises that I couldn't keep. I told him that I would give him a hand-job, and hopefully a blowjob. If the meeting went well we could build on that in the future. He was agreeable to that. He assured me that we would take it slow and only do what I was comfortable with.
The day we agreed to meet I was extremely nervous. On the drive over to his place I almost turned around a couple of times. When I got to his place and checked the address several time to be sure I was at the right place I sat there gathering up the nerve to approach the door of his spacious old two story home.. I knocked on the door and he answered the door, invited me in. The house was sparsely furnished, but he did had a huge high definition TV in the parlor.
There was no doubt who he was he looked just like the pictures we had exchanged. Both of us were in T-shirts and blue jeans, comfortable leather basketball shoes. He had black hair, going gray at the temples. That is a stark contrast to my blond hair. We simply chatted for awhile, while my nerves calmed down. I was sweating and it was a mild day. Eventually he asked me if I would like to see his bedroom. I followed him upstairs.
When we entered his bedroom, it had a huge King sized bed. I was not sure what to do. He said, "Why don't we get a little more comfortable and get out of these clothes. We both started taking off our clothes. It did not take long before both of us were down to our underwear. I had to laugh because we were both wearing black boxer briefs.
He instructed me to lie down on his bed and he would take care of me. I did as told. The next thing I knew he was pulling my shorts down as my cock sprang free. I have an average sized five inch circumcised cock. I had never been as hard as I was at that moment. Brad was certainly a big bellied bear of a man. He hovered over me while he gave me a blowjob. I felt that feeling swell up in my balls and knew it would not be long before I would cum. I warned Brad that I was about to cum. He pulled his head up off my cock and finished me off with his hand. He grabbed some Kleenex and wiped my own cum off my body. I sat up and told him it was my turn.
He was already standing by the bed, so I knelt in front of him and I took hold of the waistband of his shorts and slowly pulled them down. I discovered he had not been exaggerating about his cock. He was hung like a horse and it was gorgeous. It dwarfed mine. He was every bit at least 8-inches long, as he promised and extremely thick. I started jacking him off slowly for awhile. He stopped me and motioned to the bed. He wanted to lie down. When he was on his back I went to work again. I began by licking his cock up and down. Eventually I decided it was time to cross the next barrier and I took his cock into my mouth and began to suck on it. As I worked his cock, I was thinking to myself, here it is, I am a cocksucker and I love it. I worked on his cock until my jaw was sore before finishing him off with my hand.
The second time we got together it was just about the same thing that took place the previous week. The only real difference was by this point I was beginning to accept my nature as a bottom. I was basically worshipping his cock. I was fascinated with being able to play with a big cock. I studied everything about his sexual organ. I held his scrotum and looked at his wrinkled sack covered with sparsely paced pubic hairs on it. I pulled back his foreskin with the other hand to get a good look at the knob of his dick. I assumed that having a foreskin covering it was why his knob did not have a roll of fat around the helmet. It was wet too. I studied the Blood veins running a crooked and twisted path up his cock. I actually felt the blood pulsing through them. I sucked on him until he was close to climaxing. When Brad warned me he was about to cum I finished him off with my hand. While we were resting Brad suggested that he wanted to top me during our next meeting. I thought about it and agreed to try it next time.
I had experimented over the years with a variety of objects that I stuck up my ass, so I was not completely unprepared for what was to come. During the week I had selected a large cucumber that looked and felt as thick Brad's cock to stretch my sphincter. On the start of the weekend I made sure my ass was clean by giving myself an enema before heading for Brad's.
As soon as I arrived Brad led me straight up to his bedroom. I immediately started taking off my clothes and then started taking off his clothes so that I could get to his cock. I just had to suck on it for awhile. Brad loosened up my asshole with his fingers. Eventually Brad got up off of the bed and opened a lubricated condom onto his dick with plenty of room for the cum he was going to deposit in it. Then he picked up a jar of Vaseline and took two fingers and scooped up a dollop before greasing up my asshole.
I figured, it would be easer on me the first time if I was on my hands and knees in the traditional doggy position. I knelt on the edge f the bed with my head resting on the mattress. Brad started the slow process of beginning to work his cock into my ass. It must have taken him five minutes to get all the way in. He paused for a little bit to allow me to get used to the feeling. My sphincter had resisted at first and it hurt but I pushed enough to relax it and felt the large sausage slide in. He slowly began rock his body back and forth. I felt his cock sliding in and out of my ass. It felt so good that I was in heaven. I was rock hard myself. Eventually he settled down to good rhythm. I felt his scrotum slapping against mine. I reached under my body and took hold of my cock and started jacking off. It did not take long before Brad gripped my hips hard and he pressed himself tightly against my ass. I knew he was coming in my ass. I felt my own cock swell up and I shot my load on the bed.
When we recovered we showered together. I even gave him another blowjob in the shower. We dried each other and changed the sheets on the bed before we had a serious talk. We came to an understanding. Neither of us was really looking for anyone else. He was happy with me as his bottom boy and I was happy with him as my top. We agreed that we would become exclusive fuck buddies. We were not ready to plan a long term future just yet.
Brad and I agreed to take a medical test to be sure neither of us had a communicable disease. Assuming that we were both negative we planned to cross the final two boundaries. We would swallow each other load and Brad wanted to breed me like a bitch. I agreed that his depositing his cum in my ass would seal my pledge of being his bottom boy.
We got tested right away and as soon as we had the results we verified that we were both negative. That night I not only gave him a blowjob and swallowed his cum. To me it was as sweet as honey. Brad returned the favor and swallowed my cum. It was planned that Brad would bareback me in the morning after a good night's rest. Of course plans change.
During the night I was jostled awake by a firm hand on my shoulder and felt that stiff wood poking my butt. I knew what he wanted and was just as ready for it. I assumed the doggy position again. This time when Brad mounted me there was nothing between our skins. He soon had his cock deep in my ass. He fucked me hard and deep. When he climaxed and pulled out I felt warm cum drip from my asshole and run down the inside of my thighs before turning cold.
I had never felt happier as I did at that moment. We discussed the possibility of us taking up residence with each other and forming a partnership whereby we would share everything.
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