A Fateful Day

After a short time, he again asked if I was ok and he started really moving his cock in and out fast and fast, and I could hear his body slapping against my ass. My cock was getting hard as he moved in and out of me and it even started to feel good having moving in and out of me, but suddenly I could tell he was frustrated and he stopped. He quickly explained that I need to help too and that I should move back and forth with him. I told him ok, and we tried again. He said, “That’s it, now keep going.” I did and it started to feel good this time and I was really trying to get into it, because I knew he was not going to stop until he had cum in me. He reached around me as he was pounding my ass and grabbed my hard cock saying, “Oh yea, that’s it.” Then suddenly, he quit playing with my cock and took hold of my waist. His strokes were shorter and quicker as he was fucking me and it was hard to keep the same action going, but suddenly, he pulled me close and his hard cock went deep inside me. It hurt and I tried to pull away but he held me close and out of breath he told me, “No, don’t move!” I knew he was cumming in me and I now could feel his hard cock jerking inside me. He was breathing heavy and soon hunched over me, moving his cock in and out very slowly. He softly kissed me on the back and his weight made me go flat on my stomach. He gently whispered to me that it felt very good and asked if I was ok. I said it hurt a little, but I was ok. He then gradually tried to get back on all fours again, and I could tell by the expression in his voice that he liked watching his cock slowly pull out as my hole gapped open just long enough for him to see his cum try to bubble out before my hole slowly tightened and close back up.

John He rolled off the bed telling me I had better go clean myself out and that I should use the bathroom the hall. He walked toward the back bathroom and told me to hurry back, as I got off the bed and hurriedly walked into the bathroom. I was not sure what he meant by “cleaning myself out”, so I tried to pee first and as I tried, I could feel what I thought was KY starting to ooze from my ass and run down my leg, so I quickly sat on the toilet. When I wiped my butt, I saw that it white KY and it even looked it maybe some of his cum too. I now knew what he meant by clean myself out. I really tried hard now to push out whatever was still in me and as I was pushing, it almost felt like I needed to take a shit so relaxed as I pushed and that’s when a bunch of the KY he used came out and – some of his cum too. I was a little worried about having his cum in me but what else could I do to make sure it was all out. I did not know what to do, so after a few minutes, I decided I had better go back into the bedroom and John was waiting there for me on the bed. He was still wearing only the shirt and as I approached him, I tried to look and see his cock but the shirt was covering it. He asked me if everything was ok as I sat next to him and I said that I was ok. He told me that he really liked making love to me and that he wanted to do it again. He told me to go ahead and climb on the bed and to get on all fours again with my head down on the pillow.

As I did this, he quickly got on the bed behind me and smeared KY on his cock and on my ass. He said to relax again, as he pressed the head of his cock against my hole. I remember thinking, how could he hard again so soon after cumming just a few minutes ago. I was not going to let him put his dick in my ass again, but even thought I tried to not let him put it in, his cock seemed to slip right in this time. I did not know what to do. I really did not want to do it again, so I tried to tell him that it hurt so he would take his cock out of me, but he held me close and told me to relax. It really did not hurt quite as bad this time, however, I had decided that if he was going to try it again that this time, I would try not to as he fucked me. He started slowly moving his cock in and out of me and it actually felt good this time, but did not move. He noticed almost right away that I was not helping and he asked what was wrong. I told him that I did not want to do it anymore and that I thought we were only going to do it once. He said, “Come, I thought you liked it.” “Let’s do it one more time and then we’ll go.” I thought he had told me we would only do it once and that was it, but he wanted to do it again and started forcefully pumping my ass and moving me back and forth, trying to cum a second time. I could tell he was angry, as he was trying his best to get off. It really started to feel good, and my cock was soon rock hard as he pumped my ass.

The rejection of me not willing to help seemed to take the passion out of the situation and because he was so frustrated, he stopped trying to get off, took his cock out of my ass, and told me I had better go clean up again. By his reactions, I do not think he ever noticed that I had a hard on and certainly never realized that I was actually enjoying it. Dejected, he got off the bed and hurried into the bathroom to what I thought was get dressed so I hurried too. When I came back into the bedroom to get dressed, he was sitting there, still not dressed, waiting for me. He had regrouped and said, “Ok, let’s get in bed so we can sleep together for a little bit and maybe we can try it again when we wake up.” He really wanted to keep this going and when he said this, I was confused. I thought that we had already done it; he sucked my dick and he had cum in my ass too. He pulled the covers back and motioned for me to get in bed. I told him that I just wanted to go back to school and I tried to get dressed.

He was upset and now he did not know what to do. He disappointedly replied ok and went into the bathroom this time to get dressed. I too got dressed in a hurry and when he finally came back out, he sat by me and touched my thigh, saying that he was sorry it did not work out, but that he really liked making love with me. He knew I was powerless right now and he asked if I would like to try it again sometime. He was my ride back to the game room and I did not know what to say, so I said. “I thought we were only going to do it once and that was it.” He was hesitant and eventually said, “Ok, well I hope you won’t tell anyone what we did.” How could I tell anyone what happen? I allowed this man to have sex with me and not just a blowjob, but I let him cum in my ass. I agreed not to tell anyone and we walked out of the apartment and drove back to the game room. All the way back, I was quiet and I could see him look over at me periodically. All I could think about on our way back was what had just happened. It was bothering me terribly and when I finally got home, I felt KY and cum oozing out of me, and I knew there must still be more of his cum in me. I sat on the toilet pushing and pushing to get it all out. I did manage to get more KY and maybe cum out, but it had now been several hours since we did it. I decided to jump in the shower and I washed myself all over, especially my ass and my cock. When I woke up the next morning, I though that maybe it was all a dream and that it never really happened, but did it really happen and how could I tell. I went into the bathroom because I felt that I need to take a shit, and when I did, I saw KY had come out too. It really did happen and I was very confused. What should I do? I cannot tell any one what happen, but what if he gave me some sexually transmitted disease. I did not know what to do, s I waited and kept it all quiet.

A few days later, I returned to the game room to ask about the car he had promised me and upon asking him about it, he said we needed to talk about it and we got in his car and drove around. He explained that the deal was that I needed to sleep with him and that I did not want to do that. I was in shock; I let him suck my cock, fuck me and cum in ass, and now he was not going to give me the car. He then said that if I was willing to do it again and actually spend the night with him this time that we could consider the deal back on, but only if we were to do it again. I did not know what to say. I wanted the car, but did not feel I had to do it with him again. I was upset and felt used as we went back to the game room and he told me that he still had the car and if you want to try it again that he would give me the car.” I walked away and ended up staying away from the game room for a long time. When I did go back, he carried himself confidently and he was still very friendly to me, because he must have thought I was now desperate and willing to do it again to get the car. His new demeanor made it hard to bring up the fact that I was willing to try it again. John obviously wanted me to be the one to initiate the need to continue the relationship, but how was I going to do it? I now felt unwanted and fell away from the thought of get the car from him, but actually, I wanted to continue our sexual relationship.

It was now getting toward the end of the school year and this one day when I happened to be up at the game room, John went out of his way to mention that he had recently moved closer to me and that I should come over some time to visit. He had moved into an apartment on the other side of the neighborhood and the complex was a very nice one. I am quite sure he did this in hopes of rekindling the situation over the summer. He was trying to make it very easy for me to slip over to his new place at anytime and I was excited that he still wanted to be friends. I decided to go over to his new apartment one day to see what it was like and when I waked inside it was very dim. It is hard to remember this apartment but I do remember that it was quite spacious, with a large sections couch in the living room He asked me to sit down in the living room as he walked ahead of me. A feeling of uneasiness came over me, or maybe it was nervousness remembering what had happened before when we were alone, but then why was I there. I must have wanted to go over to his place for a reason and I think I was a feeling that I wanted to feel it again and maybe even go further this time.

I started to feel trapped again as he sat next to me, but I could leave and walk home at anytime this time. He told me how good it was to see me again as he touched my thigh. I wanted to do it with him, again, I enjoyed it, but I felt confused. What should I do? He started to rub my thigh just as he did the last time. He asked if I could stay for a while and even asked if maybe I could spend the night. He wanted me to sleep with him again and inwardly I wanted to if for no other reason than to close the deal he promised. The car never materialized and I never again had sex with him. I did try to contact him much later, but never did find him. Ever since that fateful day, I have thoughts about how the blowjob he gave me felt, how his hard cock felt inside me, and the feeling of him cumming in me, and seeing his cum too. I did want to do it more with him, feel him sucking my cock, feel his hard cock in my ass again, and this time feel his cock in my mouth and taste his cum, and feel my cock cum in his ass too, but never again had the chance.

For a long time now, I have try to find someone, the right someone to share this experience of love making with and explore my true feeling, but these days, it could have deadly consequences. I have tried to meet other men and even transsexuals to hook up and possibly feel what it is like again to have someone inside me and to feel myself inside too, but when I start to consider what might happen and what could happen, I end up not follow through. I continued to fantasize about my experience with John and about being with other men too. I think about when John sucked my cock, and how it would feel to suck someone else’s cock too, and how good it felt when John’s cock was in me and how it felt when he was cumming in me too. I have continued to fantasize about being with other men and transsexuals, but the feeling of a dildo in my ass, while masturbating gets old quick and I ant to feel the real thing again.