Sleeping Beauty

Pete called me to pick him up. I parked the car close to his work, waiting for him to come out. I rolled down the window, reclined the seat and tried to dose off. I was dead tired. Last night we had celebrated our fifth anniversary, in bed of course. I was barely 16 when he seduced me. That night, five years ago, I also lost my virginity. That we had to celebrate! We had sex as intense as the first time, cumming three times . This morning, before I drove Pete to his work, we had sex again.

I was just about to dose off when I saw this gorgeous hunk walking slowly towards the car. I felt my dick swelling under my tight jeans. I longed to dig it deep into that hunk. But I am extremely timid and have never learned how to cruise. I couldn't even imagine giving him a wink or a smile. Not knowing what to do, I closed my eyes half shut. Automatically my hand moved towards my dick. I felt that the hunk slowed down and was having a good look at me. The only thing I dared to do was to start masturbating slowly. I wished he would come into the car but knew that that was wishful thinking. I was startled when I heard the passenger door open. I was at a loss of words. After a while I put my hand on his thigh and felt that his dick was rock solid. My friend was as silent as I but I felt sexual energy flowing between us.

As usual, Pete sat in the back. After all, I was his driver. What would Pete do when he noticed the stranger? Would he be angry and start to shout? “Hi Angel, let's go home”, was the only thing he said. He just sat there, staring silently at the neck of the stranger. After a while he started to massage the neck of my new friend. He must have liked him. I relaxed and smiled.

The gate opened and closed automatically. I stopped the car. Without a word Pete got out and walked to the front door. I loved this man who had changed my life. Early forties, tall, body builder type, businessman. I opened the passenger door and my new friend got out. How gorgeous he was! “I am Ron” he said. I did not reply but kissed him ardently, first on the mouth, then his neck. A passerby stopped to look at us. It didn't seem to bother Ron and I found it exciting. My hand entered his jeans finding my way to his ass. I saw Pete turning around. I knew he was jealous. Ron moaned when I put a finger inside his wet hole. Soon his ass would be mine. I was in heaven.

We walked to a cottage in the back of the yard. On the doorstep he embraced me and kissed me ardently. Out of the corner of my eye I saw Pete, observing us. He had taken off his pinstriped suit and put on a sleeveless leather vest. He looked gorgeous.

I am very timid but in bed I am totally uninhibited, especially with those who turn me on. And you bet, this hunk turned me on tremendously! I swallowed his cock as far as possible, tasting the sweet flavor of his precum. His skin was soft and his buttocks firm. I pulled them apart spitting saliva into his asshole. He trembled when the saliva dribbled into his ass. My tongue darted into his ass which would soon be mine. He moaned every time my tongue rimmed his ass. I love to hear the moaning and groaning. It excites me. I managed to get four fingers in without problem. I folded my thumb inside the other fingers, pushing all of them in. Ron moved my hand away. “Don't you want to be fisted?” I asked. “I am afraid” was all he said. “I've cut my fingernails very short, so I won't hurt you” I whispered, hoping he would change his mind. I had never fisted anyone and was dying to do it. I had begged Pete to let me fistfuck him but we wouldn't let me. His friends wouldn’t let me either. I moved my four fingers around and around to open his ass as wide as possible. Then, all of a sudden, Ron took my hand, molded my fingers into one and pushed them inside his hole. My fingers were heavily greased and I ardently hoped that I could get them past the sphincter. I put a little bottle of poppers under his nose and kissed his neck. He relaxed. I turned my hand around and around, pushing it in gently. I got in deeper and deeper. I pushed, retracted, pushed and knew that with a few more maneuvers my hand would be inside. When my hand was sucked in, both of us cried out. He of pain mixed with pleasure, me just of shear pleasure.

“Are you OK?” I whispered and he groaned with pleasure. “It my first time” he said. Hearing that I became even more excited! I slowly opened my hand, moving it around to touch the tender tissue that had never been touched before. Having my hand inside him gave me an indescribable feeling. This guy had given himself to me totally, unconditionally. He had given me the power to control each and every of his movements. He knew that I could hurt him and that he couldn’t do anything to avoid it. But he trusted me. He trusted that I wouldn't hurt him and only give him heavenly pleasure. And I just had to look at his face to know that he was without a doubt in heaven. He allowed me to know him inside out. I slowly removed my hand, lubricated it again and pushed it in with little rhythmic pulses. I wanted to feel once more how my hand was being sucked in. My hand went in and out several times and in the end his ass was so relaxed that I didn't feel any resistance anymore.

I laid on my back with my but towards the door. Ron wetted my dick with his saliva and mounted me. My dick slid in easily. Feeling the warmth of his ass surrounding my dick nearly made me cum. He moved around and around and bent backward so that my dick touched his prostate. He groaned with pleasure. I pulled his face towards me and kissed him deeply. I pushed two fingers up his ass, caressing his dick.

A faint smell of leather permeated the room and I knew that Pete was watching us.

I know he was Angel's trick but this guy turned me on. Masculine with a hint of femininity. Sexual energy flowing out of the pores of his skin. Someone difficult to dominate but who would in the end submit to me. I saw them kissing next to the car, Angel's hand already in his pants, finding the way to his ass. Soon it would be Angel's ass. Wish it would be mine.

I took off my business suit and put on my leather jacket, touching my bare skin. If anything it increased my desire for this man. I saw them entering the cottage. I knew what was going to happen there. My dick bulged under my tight leather pants.

The door of the cottage was ajar. Had Angel left it ajar on purpose? Quietly I entered, staying in the living room to listen to what was going on in the next room. I heard the guy saying that it was his first time. Who would believe that? Certainly not me! The moaning and groaning and cries coming from the bedroom made me even hornier. I waited and waited till I couldn't stand it any longer. I peeped into the bedroom, right into the ass of the hunk, with Angel's dick moving in and out rhythmically. I took out my dick and masturbated. The view was awesome. Angel was putting a few fingers inside that ass. It was as if he were saying that there was enough space for my dick to get in there as well. This timid boy was a devil in bed! I lubricated my dick and put it at the entrance of the ass. The hunk moved, as if questioning what happening to him, but Angel kept him from moving. I moved my dick up the ass, sliding past Angel's dick. I bent over the hunk, kissing his beautiful neck.

I started to pump my dick into that ass I had longed to conquer. Feeling Angel's dick rubbing against mine in that warm hole excited me beyond measure. I kept the two bodies under me tight. They could not move away without me letting them. I controlled them. But more than anything else I wanted the hunk to feel that I was the one for him, that Angel was just the bait. I kissed the man ardently, biting might have been a better description, roughed him up a little. I cummed violently, bombarding his inner hole with my hot, thick sperm. I imagined how it coated the inside of that hole, how it had covered Angel's dick. Angel also cried out, and I felt the spasms of his dick against mine. The hunk started to tremble. His anus contracted rhythmically squeezing our dicks together. I put my hand under his belly and he squirted his hot cum against my hand.

We pulled out our dicks, still covered with cum. I rolled the hunk over and immediately plunged my dick inside his hot ass. The guy was now mine and mine alone. He moaned. I knew he loved my thick, long cock. Angel was watching us quietly, masturbating slowly. I rode the guy merciless. He moaned louder and louder. I didn't worry whether it was because of pain or pleasure. He was there to please me. I loved it and that is all that counts. I put my hand around his throat and pulled him towards me. It was as if I was riding a wild horse. I put my arms around his chest, squeezed him hard against me, as a snake that is squeezing his prey to death. I moved taking him sideways. He cried out. I moved him around. He was on his back, I facing me. I bit his nipples. He was now totally in another world. I folded his legs behind his head, pushing his but in the air. I was on my toe tips, plunging my dick in as deep as I could, as fast as I could. My dick was about to explode. I cried out, squirted my load into his hole. It sent shockwaves through his body. He cummed violently, sending sperm all around. He now had two loads of my cum inside him, enough to get him addicted to my sperm. Before the day would be over, he would beg me for a third load. From now on he would crave my sperm and he'll do whatever it takes to get laid by me.

That day I fell in love with Angel. I gave my heart to him when I felt his hand being sucked into me. Never in my life have I been that vulnerable. I was totally at the mercy of Angel. But all I felt was the great love flowing out of his hand, invading me completely. Then I knew that Angel would care for me forever.

Once Pete had shot his load into me, he discarded me as a dirty towel and left the room. I cried. I felt used and abused. This brute had ruined what began as the most wonderful experience in my life. Angel took me in his arms, caressing me softly. We didn't speak but we understood each other perfectly. He knew how I felt. That's how Pete had treated him for the past five years: as a sex object to be thrown away at wish. When we woke up, both of us had a hard-on. Angel snuggled into me and my dick slid into his body. We laid there quietly. I kissed his back, caressed his belly. All of a sudden I felt Angel cumming. His anus contracted violently and I came as well. It was the most wonderful sex you can imagine.

I fled the house as quietly as possible. I was afraid that Pete would notice and abuse me again. In secret I met Angel several times. Little by little he told me what happened. Pete had hired him some five years ago to be his houseboy. But on the first night he understood that he was going to be his sex-toy as well. At first he loved being fucked, but over time Pete became more and more aggressive, thinking only about his own pleasure. His buddies also were invited to fuck Angel whenever they wished. Some were horrible fuckers but some let him top, something that Pete never let him do. And that he loved!

Now and then Pete pressured Angel to bring me to his home. I came for Angel's sake. Pete abused me, treated me as a whore. The only thing that made it bearable was that Angel looked at me quietly, thanking me that I did it all for him.

We fled the night Pete had organized an orgy party. I was going to be the prize guest, to be gang raped. In the motel Angel stayed under the shower for more than an hour, washing away all the memories of Pete. We bought new clothes and left the old ones behind. We wanted to get rid of everything that had been touched by Pete. We wanted to start a new, beautiful life together. Pete is now a distant memory.