Up a Straight Guy's Ass
by Polar Bear Bait polarbearbait@canoemail.com with help from "Jeff".
The following story is fiction and contains explicit descriptions of homosexual love-making between consenting men 18-years-old or older. If reading this is likely to offend you or your reading of this will contravene a federal, provincial, state or local law or bylaw, or if you are under legal age in your jurisdiction, then you are directed to delete this now.
If you like this story, you may be interested in my previous effort, the 7-part series, "Teenstuds in the Canadian Wilderness", posted in September-November 2001.
While writing that story, "Jeff" (all names have been changed to protect the guilty) began e-mailing me, and telling me about his hot affair with a married straight man. This story is loosely based on a true story. "Jeff" has provided me details of his encounters. This story is a composite of these events, condensed and enhanced for readability and eroticism.
Most importantly, "Jeff" and "Will" live in the real world where there are sexually-transmitted diseases like AIDS, so they're not stupid - they use condoms. The characters in this story are not real and don't risk death when they have unsafe sex. Always practice safe hot sex.
Part 2 of 2
About a week later, after beating off repeatedly to the memory of the blow job I had given the stud in the theatre, I went back early in the morning, about the same time as the previous week. My cowboy stud came in again, and we did a repeat. Same pat, same thanks, and he was gone.
I decided to try again the next Tuesday to see what would happen. He showed up again, and I got to gnaw on his beautiful bone a third time. But here I was paying $7 each time, and not even watching the movie. So as he was putting his dick away, I leaned over and handed him my card and said, "Give me a call - we can save ourselves $14 and I just live not too far away." He thanked me, and took the card.
I didn't really expected to hear from the straight guy, but two days later he called. "Hi Jeff, this is Will, from the theatre, remember me?"
My cock jumped at the sound of his deep, sexy voice. "I sure do! Coming over for awhile?", I asked trying to mask my excitement.
"If you've got the time," he replied.
I always have time for a hard cock. I gave him directions and Will was here in a few minutes for another hot blow job.
This scenario played itself out again on a number of occasions, often in the morning when he was on his way to work and would drop in to give me some cream for his coffee. I figured that this was all there would be to it.
One weekend, when his wife was out of town, he came over for some fun. I expected he'd just want to do the usual, sit on the sofa, unzip, I'd kneel and suck him off. But this time, unlike his regular visits when he just wanted to get off and carry on to work, he said, "You have a bedroom we could use? I'd like to lie back and enjoy this a bit."
We went into the bedroom, and to my surprise, he stripped off completely. I was fixated as he undressed, showing me the body I had only caught glimpses of before.
First he pulled off those sexy cowboy boots I had almost coated in my come at the theatre. Then he casually unbuttoned and pulled off his shirt, revealing his tight, mostly smooth torso. His nips were starting to firm up, and I looked forward to stroking his broad chest and playing with his pecs. He had to fuss a bit with the big buckle on his belt, and it was not easy task pushing his tight, well-worn jeans over his muscular butt.
As the jeans dropped to the floor, I was able to get a good look at those powerful thighs I had only stroked through faded denim at the theatre and on my sofa. His tight, white briefs were proudly tented, but he wasted no time in stripping those off, too. It was clear he had no idea about stripping slowly and sensually to tantalize a sex partner: he just wanted to get naked and down to business.
I didn't mind, because this was way better than being cramped up between seats at the theatre, not being able to see anything beyond his dick and his chest, even if our sex would just be me giving him a blow job again.
I almost came on the spot admiring this tightly-built, rough-hewn, hetero stud standing stark naked in my bedroom, his seven-and-a-half inch cock jutting straight out from his crotch, waiting to have my mouth make hot love to it and suck out all of its creamy white goodness.
He lay down on my bed, stretched out, and let me get to work on his throbbing hard-on. He didn't seem to mind that I also got naked, or that I felt up his toned body while blowing him, just so long as I gave him the oral pleasure he couldn't get from his wife.
In fact, we relaxed for a while I played with his cock and balls. He surprised me again by saying, "Here, give me your dick. I won't suck you but I'll play with it."
We talked and played with each other's dicks for a while, getting to know each other better, but soon I just had to get my lips wrapped around that beautiful cock again.
In no time, I had him moaning again, and bucking his hips. I think he probably hadn't got sex from his wife for a while, or maybe it was just that she can't satisfy him the way I do. As much as I was loving licking and sucking the hard boner, I didn't want him to blow so quickly, so I spread his legs wide and began working on his low-hanging balls. I licked and sucked each of those lovely orbs, nibbling on the smooth, soft skin of his generous ball sac. One of wandering hands massaged his nicely-muscled thighs, while the other held his glorious erection tightly in a firm grip, feeling the power of the erotically-charged blood coursing through the veins of this studly cowboy's manhood.
At one point, I was sucking his left nut so hard that Will asked me, "Are you trying to get the spunk out through my bag instead of my cock?"
I figured I'd better give his nuts a break, and began licking under the ball sac, an area I had never been able to explore before because it was usually buried in his tight jeans. I knew that some guys really get off on having this part sucked, and Will was no exception. He began moaning and writhing, and to my surprise - the man is full of surprises - he lifted his knees up to give me better access. I figured that meant he was okay with what I was doing. (You can never be too careful when having sex with a straight man, you never know when he's going to starting freaking out and getting all worried about his masculinity.)
Slowly I began working my way down toward his sweet pucker, making sure to distract him by massaging his spit-slickened cock with both hands. I covered the area between his anus and his balls with long wet slurps, wondering how close I'd get to actually porking him. I soon got my answer.
Between ecstatic moans, Will grunted out, "Fuck, yeah. That is fucking fantastic, Jeff. You're getting me so hot. I've never had anyone lick me like that. Your tongue is so hot...."
I took another chance: I hoisted his bum up a bit, spread his cheeks, and planted a big wet slurp right on his tight anus.
I thought he would come right there.
"Oh yeah.... fuuuuckkkk... I can't believe you did that... that is the greatest, man... fuck... you've got to keep doing that!"
So I plunged right in, slurping and licking and kissing his virgin rosebud harder than I had ever rimmed anyone before. He writhed, I licked. He moaned, I sucked. Knowing that I had him where I wanted him, I began to focus my licking right on his pucker, gently pushing my tongue in to the tight orifice. He kept urging me on, so I kept pushing my tongue in deeper and deeper, taking his anal cherry, in a way.
Needing to give my tongue a bit of a rest, I went back to broad swipes of his ass crack, but Will put his hands on my head and said, "Don't stop that man. That was fucking incredible. I've never felt this good. Keep sticking your tongue up my ass..."
I went back to working my tongue into his ass, penetrating him like a straight man would never admit to being penetrated, spreading his ass right open, and rubbing around the tight ring with an index finger.
Will continued moaning sexy obscenities... "Fuck, yeah, stick your tongue up my ass... fuck my ass with your tongue... oh man... that is fucking hot!"
I had my tongue as far up his ass as I could get it, my chin pressing into his butt, my noose jammed in his crack. I started wriggling it around, French-kissing his bunghole as hard as I could.
Then he said something that would have made my chin drop if my jaws weren't already wide open so that I could wedge my tongue as far into his ass as humanly possible.
"Man, this is fucking great... Your tongue feels so good up there... I wonder what it would be like to feel your cock inside me sometime...."
I twisted my tongue in his ass again to indicate that I liked the idea, and began plunging my tongue in and out of his now somewhat looser ass.
Deciding that there was no time like the present, I pulled my tongue out and hoisted myself up closer to him on the bed, massaging his pucker with my ring finger. His pucker, missing my tongue, was clutching at my finger. I spat a big gob on to my other hand and began applying it to my oozing cock. I tend to ooze a lot of pre-come, so I already had a fair bit of lubricant on my cock, and the spit slicked it up nicely.
"Okay, Will, how about right now? Your ass is well lubed, and you know you want it, so let's go for it."
There was a look of panic in his eyes, but he knew that I was right - he wanted it. Without breaking eye contact, he nodded ever so slightly.
I grabbed some K-Y from the bedside table, slathered it on my dick and pushed more into anus with two fingers, stretching his tight hole to prepare it for my assault. I positioned the now slippery head of my cock against his back entrance. He sighed and turned his head away a bit with a small smile on his face. There was no doubt, my straight cowboy stud want my hard, thick cock up his ass.
I rubbed my slippery cockhead up and down, brushing over his clutching fuckhole repeatedly. Sensing no resistance, I pushed the tip of my cock in to his tight, tight anus, and then shoved the whole mushroom head in to get a foothold.
Will gasped, and wheezed, said "Slow... easy...."
I was so horny by now after spending twenty minutes or so sucking his beautiful meat, his glorious balls, and his tight, virgin ass. Seeing his compact, wiry body spread out in front me, my cock was harder than I can remember it ever being. I was going to have to exercise some serious control to stop myself from coming as soon as I was inside of him.
"You have to relax," I said. "Don't try to push me out, just let your butt go loose."
He followed my instructions, and as I slid a couple of inches of my steel pole into him, he let out a long, "....aaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"
I took my time to savour the feelings and to let him get used to the intrusion, to being anally penetrated. But slowly and gradually, I pushed half of my seven-and-a-half inches of straining fuckpole into his inner sanctum. His cock had wilted, but was drooling pre-come. I paused to give him a breather.
He looked up at me, standing over his prone body, my hard manhood halfway implanted in his tender ass, and took a deep breath. He relaxed a bit more, and whispered, "I can take it. Put it all in me, Jeff."
With one last hard push, my fuckmeat slid the rest of the way into his tight lovechute. My thighs nudged up against his hard buttocks, and I was in all the way.
His warm rectal sheath wrapped around my cock like a velvet glove. This straight man's virgin ass was tighter than any ass I've fucked before. It was hot. It was soft. It grabbed my hard cock in its strong grip.
"Oh my god," he groaned, "I have never felt stuffed like this before... but it's good. Don't pull out. Just let me catch my breath."
He took some long, deep breaths to relax, and I felt the vise-like grip of his fuckhole start to loosen. Good thing, too. I would need some room for thrusting -- in good time. His cock began to revive as the initial pain subsided.
I rested, and waited, with my steel prong fully penetrating his ass, enjoying the thought of being where no man had been before, and where no self-respecting straight man would ever admit to having another man.
"Okay, I think I'm okay now... just take it easy on me, okay?"
"I promise," I said, winking at the toned, tight straight stud impaled on my fuckstick. I stroked his tight chest and massaged his nipples, eliciting another moan from this hetero cowboy. (He likes me playing with his nips, but is not into anything painful, liking twisting or biting.) I ran my hand over his flat belly, and began to play with his soft, but hardening cock.
I began to swivel my hips gently, pushing against the sides of his tight rectum with my hard tool. I tentatively withdrew my fuckstick about an inch, not really wanting to give up any ground in case I couldn't get back in, but found that with a bit of a push, I had my balls banging against his hard butt again.
Encouraged, I pulled out some more, and slid back in, this time getting wonderful friction on my slippery cock as it was squeezed by the cowboy's tight ass.
Will was sighing so heavily he was almost purring. And his cock was rock hard and at full mast again. There was no doubt about it, straight or not, this ass was meant to be fucked.
A couple more minutes of this easy, gentle screwing, and I knew that both Will and I would need the real thing. I gradually worked my way up to longer and stronger thrusts.
Will moaned and squirmed. "Oh yeah, that's the stuff, Jeff. Come on, keep fucking me. I need your cock in me.... Fuck me harder, you stud!" Will had grabbed his cock now and was stroking it with more determined jerks.
I picked up the pace, leaning on both arms over him, his ass spread wide for my quickening assault on his tender ass. "Come on straight boy.... Take my big cock... take my cock up your ass... I'm going to fuck your virgin ass so hard and so good you'll be begging me to fuck you again...."
Will was moaning so loud because of my hard thrusts that I'm surprised his wife didn't hear it in the next state. But then, she'd never be able to make him moan like this. No, he needed my manmeat shoved deep into his anal canal to get him moaning and whimpering like this.
My thrusts were hard and fast now, pulling my cock out until just the mushroom head was still lodged in his tight anus, and then hammering the whole length of it deep into the stud's passage, bouncing off his prostate along the way, sending shivers through his compact body. His blue grey eyes rolled back into his head as my fuckpole gave him sensations he had never experienced before, invading his ass and pounding his sensitive prostate.
He was jerking his rock hard cock furiously now and squeezing his own balls as I filled his insides with throbbing cock.
He began to wail, and I knew he'd be spewing his manspunk pretty soon so I began slamming into his ass as hard as I could, showing his battered rectum no mercy as I power-fucked him the way I knew he wanted to be fucked.
"Fuuuuccccckkkkk! I am fucking commmmmingggggggg! Fuck my ass, you fucking faggot! Fuck me... fuck me... fuckfuckfuckme... fuckmefuckmefuckeme... yeeeeaaaaaaahhhhhh" he bellowed as the first shot of pearly white cowboy sperm shot out of his raging hard-on. It hit me flat on my cheek and spattered.
The next shot landed on his broad chest, and then shot after shot spurted out, landing on both our chests and stomachs as I pounded his ass, building up to my own thundering orgasm. I rammed my prong into Will's hot channel, groaning as the full length of my cock was enveloped all the way inside hot tightness of his fuckchute. Cowboy spunk continued pouring out of his cock as this stud learned what it means to be fucked, and fucked hard.
The feeling of his hot, creamy studjuice on my face and seeing his come-geyser erupting sent me over the edge and I began to fill his ass with shot after shot of my own hot spunk, virtually flooding his now broken-in ass with my sticky seed. I can pump out a pretty big load, and this day was no exception. I just kept dumping load after load of hot, fuckjuice deep into his well-fucked ass.
My thrusts began to slow as I began to lose my energy from this furious fuck. My thrusts into his ass were now squishy because of the amount of come I had dumped into him. My hot sperm began oozing out of his battered fuckhole and down onto my balls. I relaxed, and lowered my exhausted body onto his muscular chest.
I could feel him taking deep breaths, trying to recover from the first (and I hoped not the last) violation of his beautiful cowboy butt. I eased my still-hard and now ultra sensitive cock out of his tender love channel. I made sure to drag the crown of my cock across his prostate, sending a last jolt through his exhausted body, and causing a few last drops of spunk to escape from his softening meat.
As I pulled out of his anus, hot spunk continued to dribble out of his hole. I rolled off of him so that he could breath better, but already the come he had spewed on both of our torsos had stuck us together. I rested beside him on my side, one hand on his sticky chest, playing absently with one of his nipples.
"Thank was great, Jeff."
I was relieved that he wasn't experiencing any post-coital remorse just yet. "Really? You enjoyed that?"
"Oh yeah. We should do that again some time."
"Anytime you want, Will. I loved getting up that hot ass of yours." I leaned over him to plant a tender kiss on his lips, but he turned his head away quickly, and said, "Hey! No! Don't do that! I told you I'm not gay."
I stifled a laugh and collapsed back on to the bed. That was a funny thing to hear from a guy who had just taken my cock all the way up his ass and who had loved every minute of it.
I still see Will pretty regularly, and he's even progressed to sucking me a bit, but he doesn't want me to come, and he won't fuck me. He's a bit greedy in that way: despite his claim to being straight, he always insists on me shoving my cock up his butt, and won't ever return the favour. As for me, I just can't turn down an opportunity to fuck this straight cowboy silly.
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