After the party

As he came into the room, our eyes met. I could tell right away, something was going to happen between us. The spark was undeniable. He was tall, blond and muscular. Blue eyes looked out and captured me. We made small talk through the night, and waited for the party to end. He stayed as the last person left, claiming to want to help me clean up. As we moved about the place, there was electricity, an energy building that seemed to make the air come alive.

After the dishes were done and everything was put away, I offered him another glass of wine. We sat on the couch next to each other and spoke of the evening. I noticed his hand on my thigh and I did not remove it. I should say that I am not gay; at least I never thought I was, but something about him intrigued me. After a bit of talking and some silent moments, he moved his hand a little closer to my crotch. I was already getting hard, and the warmth of his hand was driving me crazy.

I repositioned myself a little closer to him and placed my hand on his shoulder. Sensing my hesitation, my uneasiness, he leaned in and while one hand went around my neck and pulled my face closer to his, the other hand had found my erection and gave a little squeeze. I moaned as his lips came into contact with mine. They were soft, like warm velvet. His tongue pressed between my lips and was soon exploring my willing mouth.

Closer he pulled, and I did not resist. My erection was now complete, and his hand sought to undue my belt and zipper as his kiss and tongue drew me deeper into his sexuality.

I had never experienced a feeling like this before. I was inpatient for his touch, and yet scared at the same time. I was still kissing him back. Tasting his lips and tongue, enjoying the moment when my hand found his erection as well. He must have been 8” in length and completely hard. I wanted to feel his skin, to touch the heat radiating from his jeans.

He managed to undue my belt and zipper and his hand was now stroking my hard on. I couldn’t believe how it felt. How his touch was making me even harder. I wanted to feel his lips, those soft velvety lips and hot wet mouth on my cock. As if by design, he broke the kiss, lowered his head and began to kiss the tip of my dick. Oh my god, the sensation was like nothing I had felt before. He pulled away momentarily and told me to remove my pants and underwear.

As if in a trance, I stood up, lowered my pants and removed my underwear. My cock stood hard and straight, my balls clean and shaven. His hand reached out, and began to caress my balls as his mouth once again swallowed the tip of my cock. He used his tongue in a manner like I had never felt. Licking the shaft, playing with the head, all the while his hand was caressing my balls and scrotum. I put both hands on his head and began to rock my hips back and forth. His mouth, eager and welcoming took all of me in. His nose, pushing against my skin as my cock reached deep into his throat.

In and out I fucked and he continued to take it all. I could feel his fingers exploring my ass and I wanted to feel him inside of me. Gently at first, one finger found my opening and worked inside. As I fucked his mouth, his finger fucked my ass. I was slowly losing control, and my moaning was getting louder. As if he could tell the level of my excitement and was about ready to cum, he pulled his finger from my ass and took his mouth of my rigid hard on. “Not yet”, he whispered as he stood. I found my hands were working on his pants. Without realizing it, I was undoing his belt and pulling his pants and underwear down.

His erection sprang forth. It was beautiful. A full 8” in length and completely shaven. Without hesitation, I fell to my knees. His cock, now pointed straight at me. A monument to manhood, it was straight and hard with a full mushroom head and pink in color. I began kissing the shaft. I had never tasted a dick before and found the sweet saltiness intoxicating. The slight musty scent only seemed to heighten the flavor. I licked his balls, and then his shaft until the tip of this gorgeous cock was at my lips. I opened my mouth and began to suck him in. A little at a time was all I could handle. My lips were stretched to the limit and before I knew it, the tip of his cock was pressing against my throat. I began to gag and pull back. “Easy” he said, “I know this is your first time. No need to swallow the whole thing”.

Spurred on by his acceptance of my inexperience, I took smaller steps. Learning how to use my tongue as I felt him do. Using my saliva to lubricate the shaft. Keeping my teeth out of the way. What I was doing must have been alright, because I could feel him begin to thrust his hips. Forcing his cock into my mouth. Putting his hands on my head and holding me there. I sucked and licked. Fondled his balls and fingered his ass. His moaning and thrusting in rhythm to my own motion.

He told me he was going to cum, tried to warm me, but I would not stop. I wanted to taste him. I wanted his hot seed pumping down my throat. Like a horny slut, I needed it. Just when I thought he couldn’t get any bigger, I felt his cock swell in my mouth. Eager to taste his load, I pulled back a little. Keeping the head of his dick in my mouth and sucking on it like it was a nipple. At first, it was a little taste. A little salty liquid on my tongue, then a waterfall rushing down my throat. I couldn’t swallow it all, and it began to leak out of my mouth around the tight seal I had on his cock. He fucked me and fucked me, moaning as he came.

When at last he stopped and his cum was no longer pouring down my throat, I stood up. He pulled me to him and kissed me on the lips. Sucking at the left over cum. Cleaning my face and chin. I kissed back, hard and fierce. I wanted more; I wanted to feel the sensation of having him drive that beautiful cock in my ass. I wanted to feel the heat as he fucked me into oblivion.

We parted and cleaned ourselves up. Taking his hand I lead him into the bedroom. Removed his shirt and lowered him onto the bed. I stood there, admiring this man. This person who without trying had me wanting him more than I wanted anything else. I removed my shirt and climbed into the bed with him. Kissing him, and caressing him. His hands were also working me back to a full erection.

He worked his way down my chest and stomach; kissing and licking me as he went. Teasing me with bites to my nipples, tonguing my belly button, until I could feel his breath on my cock. He rotated his body and climbed on top of me. His mouth on my cock and his semi hard dick pointing down at me.

I pulled him into my mouth, taking all of him now that he wasn’t completely hard. Using my tongue to tease him. He licked at my shaft and worked his way to my ass. Using his own saliva, he lubricated not one, but two fingers and began to work them into me as he sucked me into his mouth. He was so skilled. Taking me all in as he was finger fucking my asshole. I was moaning and sucking him at the same time. Thrusting my hips up and forcing his fingers deeper into me as I lowered my ass.

He was completely hard now, and I could no longer swallow all of him. So I licked at his balls and asshole. Using my tongue like a little prick, I forced it into his ass. Fucking and sucking the best I could. “Fuck me”, I whispered. “I want to feel you in my ass”. He rolled off of me and climbed in between my legs. Spreading my legs and placing them on his shoulders, he slowly began to position the tip of his cock against my asshole. The feeling was phenomenal. The sense of pressure. “Now”, I begged. “Take me now!”

The tip entered me. A little at first. There was burning and pain, but I wanted this, I wanted to feel his balls slapping against my ass. He was patient and slow. Letting me get adjusted to the size. Before I knew it, he was deep in me, and the pain was subsiding. He started to fuck me now. Little movements at first, small thrusts. But, as I grew accustomed to his cock buried deep in me, I too began to thrust. I began to push myself against him. The sensation was unreal. It was like nothing I had ever felt. I wanted to cum immediately, but couldn’t. Almost as if I was experiencing a prolonged and continual orgasm.

We were in sync now. His thrusts and mine. I had never felt like this before and couldn’t imagine anything better. We continued to fuck like this for awhile, his thrusting becoming deeper and harder. His moaning loader and deeper. Suddenly, as if a shock went through him, he started pounding my ass like a runaway train. “I’m coming”, he screamed!

“Yes”, I moaned. “Fuck me, fuck me hard!” His cum was like a burning liquid. I could feel it filling my ass, running out of me and down my crack onto the bed. Still he fucked. Even after he came, he continued to thrust his cock deep into me. Eventually, as his erection subsided, he collapsed on top of me. Sweating and out of breath, we both lied there. Holding each other and relishing in the warmth of the event.

He finally rolled off of me, and said “Me next!” The smile on his face told me that I was in for one wild ride.