I couldn't stand it anymore. The feeling I wanted (needed?) overpowered all common sense. A cock up my ass, just once, soon. To see, to know for sure. God help me.
37 years old, married, happy but with dreams which have haunted me for over two decades. Twice a week my finger gently probing my own anus, plunging in and out while masturbating, dreaming of women.......of lesbians........and of men with men doing unspeakable acts, so wonderful and deviant. So beautiful too.
Placing a picture ad on the internet was too public. Hanging at some gay club? I'm married and fairly well known for God's sake. So I chose something discreet......and more dangerous. But how else to have a beautiful stranger bend me over and use me? Yes, its all so stupid. And I must.
A quiet park on the edge of town. Deserted most of the time, I check often. In a stall writing my little blurb with a number no one knows. "First timer needs gay love, 37 and hungry. Seeking clean, discreet man for quick touches." And then I wait. For 3 days no calls. On the 4th a gruff voice. I hang up. Coarse brainless fellows need not apply, I wanted someone pretty to see, gentle and soft to the touch. Someone who would slam me like a pussy, but treat me gently and with respect before and after. A tall order. Maybe impossible.
Next day a softer voice, a younger man. "I walk in the park on Tuesdays and Thursdays at dusk, my name is Benjamin. I'll be wearing brown shorts & no shirt, my hair is blonde. Stand by the park benches under the first tree & we can talk." And I merely say "ok." I go for a ride Tuesday night, "back in a couple of hours honey!" I shout before walking shakily out my front door. Two hours to see if Ben will love me inside and out for a few minutes. Two hours to have a stranger masturbate me. Two hours to have his ass in return perhaps.
Under the tree I pace with sweaty palms. It's late & almost dark, dusk is vanishing. And then he's there. Lovely and so young. Are you 23 even Ben? No words as you reach in for a kiss. I tremble as you stroke my ass and we touch tongues. A smile from you and a wave of condoms. Damn, I wanted to feel his cock naked and hard. "I'm clean, this really is my first time" I mumble, "you don't need those." And he grins. "Trust me?" he says, "I've fucked around a little." My mouth is dry as I whisper "Yea..........just do it."
The darkness is complete and he reaches for my crotch, watching my reactions. "You want this bad, dont you pussy baby......." and I can no longer say anything. I'm his as he strips off my pants and underwear beside the benches. We ease just beyond the pathway behind a lone bush, his hands working quickly to lube my asshole and his own cock. He's naked and I didnt even see the clothes fall off. "You're going to need lots of this baby" and he works a single wonderful finger in and out of my ass with thick cold lube. "Now get down on your knees, here, kneel on this towel." And I obey and he's behind me, petting my back, rubbing the head of his dick into my ass cheeks. "Moment of truth pretty boy, you want this still?" "Oh, God yes!" I hiss. And he's pushing into me as my brain explodes.
Oh God the pain! Oh God the beauty! Halfway in he stops and strokes my cock once, groaning at the feeling he's receiving off of me. Off of me! I can turn on young boys with my ass, my turned up ass makes this total stranger FEEL! All the thoughts and touches overwhelm me as he pushes in and begins pumping. "Been 2 weeks honey," he groans, "won't last long in you & goddamn you are so new....shit!" We both grip my cock and as he cums I scream out too, shooting wads of goo down our clenched fists. He falls off my sore ass and says "Do me now, you're dick isn't going down, do me!" A desperate throaty cry. And I rise up to make my new friend feel what I have felt. All is spinning.
The waves of orgasm still pulsating through me, my newly tender cock hard and pushing, his cries of "wait!" as he scoops the chill greasy lubricant to ease my dive into him. Gorgeous boy, letting me use you like this, pumping you now.............and my finger up inside my sore asshole, striving for more feeling, more intensity. We cum together so nakedly, both our asses dripping with juice, both our bodies spent. And I lay back almost dozing for a few monents.
He's gone. Soundlessly, easily. A card lies on my pants and it says - Thanks ;) Call me anytime baby, I want you again.
And I will. But I'll call others too.
I love my wife, don't get me wrong. But I want boys. Clean pretty and legal boys who just want to fuck. I need this. My ass needs this. Not often. Just twice a week. Maybe three times. Everyone feels different you see. And their cum, its all flavored a little different. Some men are quiet, some are loud, some are even a little rough. Rough is nice sometimes. So is easy. And I need them all to be alive. Their skin, their touches. Jesus Christ I love watching a cock as it rises to meet me. And then taking the nourishment up my ass and in my mouth. Life is good.