My first times - Part Two

 Well, following our first steamy encounter, I returned to Jim's place about three days after the first time.

When I showed up one afternoon, he was surprised to see me, and welcomed me in. We sat on the sofa together, and he asked me how I felt about the other day. I told him I was ok, and was fine about it. He asked if I had liked it. I nodded. He then felt better. He offered me a beer. After he brought it back, he asked, "So why did you come back here, today?" I knew what he wanted to hear. I said, "I wanted to do that stuff again." He responded, getting that familiar whisper n his voice again, "Oh yeah?"

He asked me to come to his bedroom this time. We went. When we got there, he told me to take off all of my clothes this time, and he would,too. We stripped off naked, and I saw that when he took his pants off, his dick already sprang up. He was already ready.

He told me to lay down on my back. I did. He climbed on top of me, looking down at me, and he said, "Stick your tongue out." I did, and he started licking tongues with me, then kissing deep. Our hard cocks were bumping into each other as he hovered over me.

Then, he went down. He started giving me head feverishly. My dick got that on fire feeling from the other day. After a few moments, he told me to turn onto my stomach. I knew it was time, and I was terrified. Sure enough, he went right to my ass, spread my cheeks, and started licking my crack and asshole. I wrapped my arms around the pillow tight. I bit the pillow and grit my teeth. I felt him move up, his hot breath on the back of my neck and ears.

His huge, hot round dick head was placed right to my asshole. He used his hand, and rubbed the cock up and down my ass. Then, he finally stuck me. His huge head squeezed right in, and I moaned in pain into the pillow. I felt that scalding hot cock head throbbing hard up my ass. Then, he pushed. Every push went a little deeper. Slow at first, then faster. I was grunting and moaning into the pillow. He was breathing very hard and moaning. Finally, his whole cock was up me. It felt as though it was all the way into my stomach and lower back. There was so much pressure inside. My ass felt like it was split wide open. My asshole was ripping. His big balls kept bumping the back of my balls, and in my crotch. His big fucking dick was plunging in and out of me. He started fucking faster and harder. I actually started crying into the pillow, but didn't tell him. He didn't let up either.

He was pounding my poor, sore ass for about twenty minutes. Towards the end, his cock was throbbing like a really fast, hard heartbeat. He started yelling, "Oh my fucking god! This is so fucking hot!!!" He sounded like he was practically crying too. Then, with a big jolt through that dick, I felt a massive ejaculation of his boiling cum spray really hard into me. It felt like the first shot went into my throat. He screamed and squealed until he finally stopped cumming. He was sweating all over me. He pulled out, and the cum was pouring out of my gaping open asshole. I felt RAW from this. I wasn't even hard anymore. Afterwards, he promptly jumped up and ran to the bathroom.

I got up, and went to his other bathroom, off of the kitchen area. I wiped my ass of all the sweat and cum, semen and blood. I washed my ass crack on the side of his sink. I wiped my ass on his handtowel. After wards, I composed myself, and reclothed and regroomed myself.

When I came out, he was outside in the yard, smoking. When I walked out there, he turned to me, and said, "You get what you came here for?" , and I shrugged and nodded. He responded, "Good. Now, get outta here." And he pointed to the street. Confused , and a bit disappointed, I left.

Oddly, though, that night as I lay in my bed, I thought of the incident from that day, as well as the prevous one. I got hard thinking of it, and masturbated twice in one night in mybed thinking of it. Strange.