Intruder 2

 I spent a lot of the following day in a kind of daze with my mind running over and over again the events of the previous night. Should I go to the police? Having looked round the cottage there didn’t appear to be anything missing so it’s pretty unlikely the police would be interested .... especially when I told them I’d given the burglar a blow job!

Who was the mystery intruder I kept wondering? He never removed the balaclava so all I saw of him in the dark were his eyes and mouth through the slits in the cloth. He didn’t say much but I guessed from his voice he was quite young ... not a kid but not an old man either. He was about my height, 5’11” and had a slim, quite athletic body.

That night when I went to bed I locked the door before showering and slipping naked under the sheet but there was no way I was going to get to sleep in a hurry as my mind was still in turmoil confused by the fact that I seemed to have enjoyed the experience. After an hour or so I figured that the mystery intruder couldn’t possibly have been a burglar as burglars steal things and don’t hang around to fuck the guy they come across in the house.

So the only possible explanation was that the man with the balaclava was actually targeting the guy in the house ......... me!

I lay awake thinking about that for a bit longer and became increasingly thrilled by the idea that some mystery person found me sufficiently interesting to risk breaking and entering a remote cottage. I realised that I wanted to find out more and in the vague hope that this guy may return I went to the front door and unlocked it again. I must be mad I thought but my body shook at thoughts of what the night may have waiting for me.

I don’t know how long it took but eventually and increasingly disappointed I did fall asleep with no sign of a return visit from the intruder.

Things changed for the better in the early hours of the following morning. The first dim lights of dawn were filtering into my bedroom when I was awoken by the sound of the front door being opened.
My heart started racing not with fear but with anticipation.

I was lying face down and, as with last night, I pretended to be fast asleep when the guy crept into the bedroom. I could sense him walking straight to the bedside and moments later I felt the sheet being slowly pulled down my back, over my bottom, and down my legs so that I was lying there totally naked and exposed.

I shifted position slightly so that I was lying flat on my stomach with my legs slightly spread and, as I moved, I let out a small moan of satisfaction hoping he would think I was still half-asleep but at the same time up for whatever he did next.
“Nice body,” he said putting both hands on my shoulders and gently massaging them. He wasn’t wearing gloves this time I noticed.

“Mmmmmm” I murmured and turned my head so that I could see him out of the corner of my eye. He was wearing the balaclava mask again but, unlike last night his chest was naked and he appeared to be wearing only a pair of shorts. He climbed onto the bed and sat astride me and I could feel the soft material of his shorts touching me just below my bottom.

He worked his massaging hands further down my back, stroking, tickling and kneading my flesh. No words were exchanged between us. There was no need for words as I think we both knew what the other wanted.

When he reached my bottom he shifted position to slide further down my legs giving him space to rub and squeeze my buttocks, pulling them apart to expose my crack and hole. He ran a finger up and down my crack then paused to gently press against my anus, pushing slightly so that his finger tip went in me.

The feeling was sensational and my cock was hardening under me. I had to raise my hips to make myself more comfortable and, as I did so, the intruder slipped a hand under me to take hold of my cock and balls, re-arranging them so that my erect cock was no longer being cramped by my body

Satisfied that I was more comfortable this most considerate of intruders played with my balls for a few moments before returning to work on my hole. I could feel him press one finger in further and further until I guessed it was buried deep in me. Then I felt him raise himself from his position astride my legs. He stood next to me and quickly dropped his shorts exposing once again that fine 8 inch cock which I had ‘swallowed’ last night.

He climbed back onto me laying flat on my back so that I could feel the tip of his cock, wet with pre-cum on my arse cheeks, and his warm breath on the back of my neck. He lay there for a few moments moving his hips so that his cock slid back and forth through the gap at the top of my legs. He began kissing and licking the back and the crook of my neck which tickled like mad and sent shivers down my spine.

At the same time his arms went around me so that first he tweaked my nipples and then his hands traveled down towards my cock. His right hand wrapped around my shaft and his left softly cradled my balls. He kept this up as he gradually slid down my body, his tongue leaving a damp path down my spine and his lips performing little ‘butterfly’ kisses on my vertebrae.

His moist cock also laid a trail of pre-cum down my leg. As his body slid further south there came a moment when I could feel his erect cock against one of my feet. I brought both feet together and for a few sensual minutes moved them up and down his hard pole which made him moan with pleasure.

(I may have been a sexual novice in those days but, instinctively I seemed to know exactly what to do.)

His lips and tongue moved steadily down until they reached the top of the crack between my buttocks. He released his hands from playing with my cock and balls and brought them to my arse to spread my cheeks and expose my hole.

His tongue ran up and down my arse crack several times before stopping to concentrate on that virgin bud. In my naive youth I never imagined that one person could or would lick another person’s arsehole. It would have seemed a foul thing to do, but my mystery intruder taught me differently and I discovered it was one of the most sensational feelings I had ever known. For what seemed like ages he licked around my hole and then I could feel his tongue gently probing into me as I knelt on the bed with my knees trembling. I couldn’t stop myself from moaning, almost screaming with pleasure. It was then that mystery man changed position again and turned to lay with his back on the bed sliding under me so that his head was directly beneath my cock as I now knelt above him.

His hand reached up to take hold of my shaft and guide it into his mouth. He sucked on it like some kind of human suction pump trying to siphon water from a deep well. It was the most incredible experience of my life and I wanted it to go on forever but I could not hold on any longer.

“I’m going to cum” I managed to stammer but, if he had wanted to move his mouth from my cock, it was too late as I squirted five, six, seven, who knows how many streams of cum into his mouth and throat.

My legs almost collapsed under me but my masked intruder quickly wriggled out from under me and once again concentrated on my arse. I looked over my shoulder and could see that, through the slit in his balaclava he opened his lips and let a stream of sperm ... my sperm ... drop directly from his mouth onto my anus.

He used a finger to wipe it around the rim, and into me. I could feel his finger slip into me so easily that he very quickly tried two fingers, and then three as he gradually spread my hole.

I guessed what was coming next and didn’t have to wait long before he changed position and knelt over me. I felt his cock head at my anus. He pushed it in very slowly and the feeling was wonderful. But then it came to my tight, virginal sphincter and as he pressed harder the pain increased.

He urged me to relax, which was easier said than done. With one strong thrust he broke through my sphincter.
God it hurt for a few seconds but then as his cock probed deeper into me the pain disappeared and I enjoyed the most wonderful sensation as he thrust in and out. I couldn’t believe how wonderful it was to feel the friction of his hard shaft rubbing my sphincter as it pumped in and out with his balls hitting my buttocks.

Just as I was getting used to the long thrusts he moved off me again, grabbed my shoulder and turned me over onto my back. The dawn was slowly lighting the room and this was the first time I had got a good look at this mystery man.
He had a well-honed body with a complete absence of hair. For a fleeting moment I had a vision of him carefully shaving his pubes and my cock twitched involuntarily.

But still he wore that balaclava. I reached up to grab hold of it but he was too quick for me and jerked his head away.
“Now that’s not a good idea” he said.
“I’m not likely to describe you to the police am I?” I said speaking to him for the first time.
“The mask stays on” he said emphatically and he pulled my body towards him so that my arse was on the edge of the bed. He grabbed my legs and lifted them to his shoulders so that my arse was once again lined up with his cock. Within seconds he had thrust into me again but this time there was little or no pain and I relished the feeling of being filled again.

My own cock had recovered from being milked and was hardening again. The intruder was far too concerned with his own needs as he pumped away inside me so I took myself in hand and began masturbating in time with his strokes....long, wonderful strokes which vibrated through my body. I felt every movement of his cock as it rubbed against the muscles and nerves of my rectum, in, out, in out, in out faster  and faster.

Through the slits of the mask I could see his eyes half closing in ecstasy and he began groaning as he increased the pace of his thrusts inside me. He pushed my hand out of the way as I was pumping my cock and took over the wanking with rapid op and down strokes.
I swear that I could also feel his cock thickening as it pushed into me, widening my sphincter muscles which gripped him ever stronger.

I could hold on no longer and jets of cum squirted on to my chest and at the same time I could feel his balls spasming against my buttock cheeks pumping his sperm deep into my bowel.

When he had been drained my legs dropped from his shoulders and he collapsed onto my chest. He lay there for what seemed like ages as his cock grew soft inside me and we both tried to recover our breath.
After a while he stirred and I had the strange but still stimulating feeling of his now soft cock slowly pulling out of me.

The intruder pushed himself off my body and stood naked by the bed looking down at me without saying a word. He bent to the floor, picked up his shorts and quickly slipped them on before walking to the bedroom door where he turned to look back at me.
“Thanks laddie” was all he said as he turned and walked off into the night.