A Taste of Arabian

It happened so fast, I hardly saw it coming. The head of his cock was suddenly pushing against my cheek, sliding around till it came to the opening of my mouth. Asif pressed against my face until the head of his unyielding erection parted my hungry lips. I couldn’t resist him. He plunged his shaft into my throat with a great lunge. I had to wrap my arms around his hips to keep from being knocked off my ass by his brutal thrust. He grabbed the back of my head in his hands and pulled me onto his dick till his soft, soap-scented pubic hairs completely filled my nostrils. My jaw ached as his cock swelled and lengthened in my mouth. He buried himself deep, far beyond my imagination. I gagged... he held still, his quivering shaft throbbing against my palate. He felt me relax, adjusting to the immense tube of meat lodged in my throat. His rigid rod popped out of my mouth as he gently lowered me onto the cot. 

“Oh, my wonderful friend, we will both be very happy tonight, yes? You are a very handsome man. I think you like Asif, too? Come and lay with me, and we will do what you want, I will give you what you need, my love!”

His words sounded foreign, romantic, almost like poetry. I thrilled at his exotic use of language. He lay down next to me, my face in his crotch, his in mine. I felt his short-cropped beard on my thighs as he nuzzled his cheek into my pubic hairs. I took his cock into my mouth with no hesitation. I was ready to take this as far as it would go. Asif pulled on my hard dick with his rough hands, sending chills through me. I held his throbbing cock tightly in my mouth, swirling Asif’s pre-cum under his foreskin and over his slick mushroom cap with my tongue. I felt his mouth slide over my aching dick as his arms encircled my waist, pulling me into an inverted embrace. We were united as one, a full circle.

I will never forget the sensation of my cock in this dark, swarthy man’s mouth. And the incredible feeling of his manhood opening me, filling me, utterly satisfying me. We rocked together, sucking each other’s dicks almost to orgasm, but not quite...coming close many times, but holding off, hesitating long enough to prolong the exquisite pleasure. 

“I’m wanting you to make yourself do it in my mouth. I want to taste you my beautiful friend. Please let yourself go now...”

I felt close to cumming as he sucked harder on my cock, drawing his tongue across my dickhead and pulling me deeper into his throat. He pulled his own penis out of my mouth and held my head back. I got the message that he didn’t want me to continue blowing him, so I relaxed and let him work on me solo. He was a master cocksucker. I wondered where you go to learn such techniques. Must be some Middle-Eastern/Oriental Karma-Sutra secret. His beautiful head bobbed vigorously on my stiff cock. He continued to pull on me with his heavy, full lips as I shuddered and blew a great thick load of cum into the back of his throat. He gasped for air as he pulled himself off my cock, laughing and gripping me as my cum ran down his chin and smeared on my thigh. We hugged each other until I stopped shaking.

“Please, I must have you now. You must let me take you. I will be gentle like a lover, but you cannot resist me. I have dreamed of the day when I would have you alone, no one to stop us from being like one with each other.”

I knew what he wanted. I had only been fucked once before, and it was not a pleasant experience. I felt very strongly about Asif, for he had sent me to heaven that night. I hated to let him down, but I also hated to ruin an amazing encounter with a painful ending. Asif turned himself around and held me in his arms, focusing his big brown eyes on mine, searching for my answer. I wondered if he would let me say no, or if he would force himself on me? He reached over to the floor and took a condom out of his wallet. He handed it to me.

“This is for you to choose. Take it and throw it away if you want. Or put it on me, and let me make love to you. Only you will decide.”

I said to myself back when we started that I would let him do whatever he wanted to do. He was incredibly powerful; I was drawn to him like a moth to the flame. I knew it wasn’t going to be easy but I could only think of that magnificent, dark, imposing man and the gorgeous dick he was offering to put inside me. I tore the little foil package open and grasp his still rock-hard dick in my hand. I placed the latex ring on the tip of his angry brown shaft and slowly rolled it down to the base. He hummed and cooed in my ear, holding me close and rocking me in his solid, muscular arms. He pulled me up and sat me against the headboard as he placed his torso between my legs. His weight felt wonderful. I instinctively pulled away but Asif was a gentle, persuasive partner. Soon he had my legs in the air with my feet pressing on his mammoth furry chest, his cock pressing on the puckered ring of my ass.

“Please my love; let me make you happy tonight. I will place myself into you and we will have joy of being close together. I must take you now, so please do not cry out.”

He put his mouth on mine, and we kissed. I had never really experienced a passionate kiss with a man. His tongue slipped past my lips and traced lightly against the roof of my mouth. The tickling sensation made me gasp, and at that moment he pushed his fully erect prick into my (almost) virginal asshole. I saw lights flashing in my eyes, as they rolled into the back of my head. The pain was searing, like a column of molten lead had been poured into my gut. He began to pull out, which only intensified the pain. But on his next thrust it became easier, and soon he was shoving his entire glorious length into me on every stroke. I can’t say the pain went away, but the wonderful feeling of being occupied, of fullness, was very satisfying. I clung to him, wrapped in a feverish embrace as he sweated and grunted over me. His back was slippery as I grabbed at it to pull him closer to me. He held his face over mine, so he could look into my eyes as he fucked me. The perspiration ran off his nose and fell on my face. I licked it from my lips and tasted Asif’s salty tang. 

“You are a wonderful lover. I can see the joy in your face, my beloved man. You show me that you want me inside you. It makes me want you even more!”

His body tensed, and I felt his muscles contracting in spasms of ejaculation. His cock swelled and engorged in my ass, the thick cum rushing up the prodigious fleshy tube. He pressed me into the mattress and groaned loudly.

“Ungh, Ungh, oh, I’m going to release myself into you. Ohhh, feel me in you, feel me as I make you mine now, Ohhhh, fuck, YES!”

His back arched and his body jerked as he shot repeated loads of cum into the condom, deep in my gut. He slumped down onto me, his chest heaving against mine as he fought to catch his breath. I was in a trance, my body picking up the electrical energy from his, sending pulses and signals through every nerve ending. We trembled together in ecstasy, his dark, hairy body intertwined with my fair, freckled limbs on the gray sheets of the cot. I lay exhausted on his powerful chest with my head in the crook of his arm, our soft slippery dicks lying against one another. His cum-filled condom lay on his belly, a bloated reminder of our passion. I could still feel the sensation of him in my sore, stretched out asshole. Asif tenderly traced his fingers up my spine to my head, combing them softly and gently through my fine hair. 

“I possess you now my love, you are like a woman to me, I belong to you and you carry a part of me with you always!”

It will forever be my favorite station. Asif is so attentive, filling my tank with care and topping it off for free, always checking my oil and transmission fluid. I take him to lunch on Saturdays while Susan is at her spinning class. Of course, we always meet at the station on Tuesday nights so he can check my other fluids. It’s a good arrangement, and a satisfying one.