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I never get fucked. Ever. Until last night.
Billy, a 31 yo guy I last played with last fall, messaged me yesterday to ask if I'd be available if he got a hotel room. Since I'd had a good romp with Dan and Bill, and then Wyatt, the day before I wasn't sure I'd be up for it.
But Billy is a sexy man. He's 5'10, about 185 pounds, athletic, short dark blond hair, moderately hairy body. And an 8 inch cock. Six inches around. Big balls.
I went to his room as soon as he arrived and watched a ball game on TV while he cleaned up. Then he came out and asked me to shower with him. I stepped behind the curtain and stepped behind him, pressing my hard cock into his buns, running my hands down his soapy chest, then grabbing his hard cock. I had forgotten how big it is, a true handful of pulsing man meat. We spent 15 minutes in the shower, enjoying body contact, soapy washing and kissing. Lots of kissing. Billy is an epic kisser.
We tried sucking each other but a shower is awkward space, so I turned off the water and we dried each other before collapsing on the bed. "What do you want to do?" I asked.
"Anything you want. You're in charge," he said.
For the next 20 minutes we sucked and nibbled and kissed, ground out crotches together and made love. That's the only word for it. Billy is incredibly sensual, his hands roamed all over my back and torso, knowing the precise spots to massage for maximum pleasure.
Somehow, I ended up on my back in the rumpled bed in the dark room, Billy between my legs, his big cock rubbing along mine as we ground our crotches together and kissed some more. Then his cock slipped below my balls and ran along my ass crack. It felt good. I didn't object. Nor did I anticipate this going further. My left leg stretched sideways a bit and his cock tip touched my hole and stayed there. IUt felt so good. My right leg moved a bit and my hips lifted off the bed slightly. His cock was right in that delightful soft spot. I liked it. A lot. I shifted my weight and pushed toward him and the tip barely entered.
Oh my god! Was I really doing this? I never. Ever. Bottom.
I had hoped to top him tonight.
He reached over and grabbed the lube, drizzled a bit on my hole and along his cock. He put the bottle down and gently pushed. He was inside. And it didn't hurt. In fact it felt really, really good. Over the next few minutes he worked all eight inches into me, gently pushing, probing, hitting spots I'd never felt before -- except as a top or with my fingers probing a guy's swollen prostate as I suck him.
I kept muttering, "I never do this." He smiled in the half light and pushed in and said, "You are now. It's all the way in."
I felt so full, so fulfilled. I was so hard, leaking pre cum as I jerked my hard cock. I pushed back on him, raising and lowering my hips to match his gentle thrusts. We went on for 10 minutes, never pushing for release, merely enjoying the sensations.
He slipped out. And I farted. Ugh. I sprinted for the bathroom to make sure everything was OK. I was clean as a whistle. So was he. I looked at myself in the mirror, shook my head, grinned and went back to bed. He was prone, slowly working his cock. I snuggled into him, my back against his belly. He reached for my soft cock and rubbed my shoulder with his other hand.
"I'll take that back rub," I said, rolling onto my front and he climbed on, his rubbery hard cock resting in my ass crack. It was a nice back rub, which became more than a rub as he pushed his cock into me again. I lifted my buttocks to allow him better access and he slid deep. But this was not a pleasant position for me. It hurt. And it seemed as if he was going deeper and in the wrong direction to please me.
We disengaged. He looked disappointed. Until I rolled him onto his back and climbed aboard. By now my hole was expanded and slippery with lube. My cock was soft but very sensitive. I slid all the way down. We both moaned. He thrust upward, gently, and I matched by pushing down. Yes. That was the spot he hit before when my knees were by my ears. He lay the gently thrusting, eyes closed, as I moved my hips. My cock was now hard as I furiously jerked it. His cock was making me crazy as I felt my impending orgasm.
I exploded cum all over his belly and chest, rope after rope spewed from me. Then I collapsed on his chest, my cum smearing between us as I gasped for breath. He continued slight prodding with his rod as he rubbed my back, shoulders and buttocks as I came down from my high. Such a considerate lover.
I dismounted and went to the bathroom to wash up. My cum gleamed in the light. Coming back, Billy was sprawled on the bed slowly jerking his cock. I couldn't believe that thing had been inside me. And that it didn't hurt. And that I had cum while riding it.
"How can I help?" I asked as I slid beside him. "I can't take that again, but I want you to cum."
"I don't need to cum," he said.
"Yes, you do," I said as I replaced his hand with mine and lowered my mouth to lick and munch on his inner thigh, that wonderfully sensitive spot near the ball sack that most guys ignore. He softly moaned and thrust into my hand. This went on for another 15 minutes, gently pleasuring his big dick, kissing, rubbing, writhing bodies feeling good.
Eventually Billy came while my right leg was squeezed between his thighs. My right hand held and caressed his bum, my left hand rubbed his thigh, his arm, his chest, his head as we kissed and he wanked. With a huff of air and a low groan he unloaded his hot sperm all over my belly and chest. A decent load. Sweet smelling. I held him as he relaxed. Rubbing the back of his head and neck. Whispering gentle words and nuzzling his face with my nose and mouth.
We chatted as his cum dried, bodies still linked, hands rubbing and soothing each other.
But it was late. I had to go. I quickly dressed and with a final kiss was out the door and on the way home.
I can't believe it. I never get fucked. Ever. Until last night.
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