Tony – The person who changed my life: Part 1

I did as he said and got a good view of the puckered skin around his hole which glistened with my spit from previously. It was slightly hairy but I thought how inviting it looked and how unlike a fanny it was. I buried my tongue as deep in him as I could. He then encouraged me to put my fingers in him which I did one by one until I had pushed three a good way inside him.

'Fuck me,' he said quite loudly.

'Will we need some lubrication?' I asked. I had put the vaseline on the bedside cabinet.

'Perhaps it would be best,' he said. 'After all I have only ever done this once and he used some grease then. Put it on my hole and on your cock.'

I did as he suggested and I moved my cock towards his hole. He was holding his legs to his chest and so I held my cock and pushed it against his hole. I felt it open slightly. He moaned a little and it sounded like a moan of pain.

'Pay no attention to me,' he said. 'Try pushing a bit harder but stop if I ask you to.'

I held my cock quite firmly and pushed forcefully. My cock seemed to go a little further into him and I could feel the tightness of his hole encircling it.

'That's good,' he said a little breathlessly. 'Just stop for a minute and I will tell you when to push again. Whatever you do don't let it slip out.'

I was looking at his face and it was creased with pain but that expression cleared and after about half a minute he told me to push again and this time a lot more of my cock went inside him.

'Oh, that's so good,' he said. It felt really good for me too as I could feel my cock was pulsing inside his throbbing hole. 'Now push it all in as far as it will go.'

I did as he said and my cock was buried inside him up to my pubes. He told me to stop like that for a little while, not so that any pain should subside, but so that he could savour the feeling of having me inside him.

'Now fuck me,' he said and I started to pull out and push in, bit by bit gaining speed and increasing the length of movement. The look on his face as I did this was ecstatic. It felt so good for me I was worried I would come too soon and from time to time I slowed down and sometimes stopped. When that happened I leaned towards him and kissed him tenderly and then passionately. He was caressing me all over with his arms and his legs which sometimes were over my shoulders, other times wrapped round my back and occasionally splayed apart as he had really supple hips.

'You can do this all night if you want to,' he said, 'but when you do come shoot it deep inside me.'

I was enjoying fucking his arse so much I wanted to hang on as long as possible but sometimes, no matter how controlled you are, an orgasm comes upon you and there is nothing you can do. This happened to me and when I knew there was no turning back I rammed my cock into Tony as hard as I could and felt it explode deep inside him. The feeling of euphoria at the point of climax and the release of my spunk inside him doubled the pleasure I received and quite exhausted me. I collapsed on top of him. He had his arms and legs around me and was kissing me as I had never been kissed before. Our bodies were connected in so many ways.

We were both breathless and after we had relaxed our grip on each other we lay quite still on the bed.

'That was fantastic,' I said.

'We've not finished yet,' he said and it was then I realised that he hadn't come.

'What can I do to make your orgasm as good as mine?' I asked.

'Well you could suck me off,' he said. 'But I reckon I should fuck you so that you know how good it feels to have a cock inside you because what you did to me just then was beyond words. Also you can have the distinction of being the first guy that I've fucked'

I neither could nor wanted to argue with that. I just asked that we have a few minutes so that I could recover a bit more. While that happened we lay on the bed still with our arms round each other and chatted.

'Are you gay?' Tony asked me.

'I hadn't reckoned so,' I told him. 'I suppose I'm what is known as bisexual. What about you?'

'Oh, I know I'm definitely gay,' he answered. 'My sister knows I'm gay which probably means my mum knows too but she has never said anything to me about it. Who's the girl in the photograph?'

I had forgotten that I had left the picture of my fiancée, Carol, on the dressing table. This was no time to lie and I told him that I was engaged to be married in a year's time.

'Do you think you should get married if you like fucking men?' he asked matter-of-factly.

'I've always thought that having sex with men was just a bonus,' I told him. 'But now I'm not so sure. Fucking you was so much better than fucking Carol. It seems a cruel thing to say but it's nevertheless true.'

'Let's see what you think after I have fucked you.' he said. 'I'm sure you must have imagined it happening before now.'

He was quite astute and obviously knew me better than I knew myself. I knew deep down that if I liked him fucking me then I was definitely more gay than bi and that I would have to take stock of how I stood with my fiancée. We chatted a bit more and I asked him what his sister's reaction to him being gay was.

'She's ok with it,' he said, 'so long as I don't nick any of her boyfriends.'

We laughed and he raised himself up and said, 'You've had long enough to rest now. It's my turn to pump you full of cum.'

I made a grab for his cock which had softened and felt it growing in my hand. It made me feel as though I had some power over him.

'Remember I've never fucked anyone before,' he said, 'so be patient with me.'

'You remember I've never had anything in my arse before so be patient with me,' I replied. 'The only thing I will promise you is that I won't be satisfied until you have fucked me.'

Having set this challenge he pushed me onto my back and raised my legs in the air so that he could tongue my hole. Next he put some vaseline on his fingers and pushed them one by one in my hole. It felt totally different and so much better than when I had done the same with my fingers. I gripped his cock, it felt solid like a thick piece of iron. I was getting turned on knowing that this would be going right inside my body.

When he was ready he told me to get up off the bed as he knew a position that was more comfortable for guys wanting to lose their virginity. He then got on his back. He told me to straddle him so that I was facing him and to position myself so that my hole was directly above his cock. I could see what he was driving at now and got into position.

'Now it's easier for you to get hold of my cock and direct it into your arsehole.' he said.

My cock had gone quite soft and I was a bit annoyed that I did not seem to be aroused. It was not the case as I was feeling really horny knowing that Tony was going to fuck me but for some reason my horniness had not been transmitted to my cock. Tony didn't seem at all bothered.

'Don't worry that you've gone soft,' he said. 'That's what happened to me when I was fucked the first time. Once I'm inside you it will get hard again, I'll make sure it happens.'

Comforted by his words I felt for his cock and positioned it so I could feel it touching my arsehole. Tony smiled at me and I started to lower myself. There was plenty of lube at the entrance to my hole and I could feel it opening slightly. There was no pain so far. I went down a little further and I knew my arse was beginning to stretch more than it was used to. The pain started to build up. I stopped for a while and was tempted to lift myself off but Tony told me not to. After a minute, that build up of pain subsided and I lowered myself a bit more. There was pain again but not as bad as the last time. I stopped for a few seconds and then restarted. This time the pain was hardly noticeable and I continued until I felt my buttocks resting on the top of Tony's legs. He was completely inside me.

From this position I didn't need any instruction as to how to proceed. I bounced up and down on Tony's cock. Slowly at first and then at a moderate pace. Each time I did it, I felt fantastic. My whole body seemed to be taken over by the cock inside my arse. Arms, legs and torso were in a different plane. I felt for my cock and it was rock solid, in fact I had never known it to be as hard. I supported myself on my arms and Tony grabbed them both forcing me to come towards him. Our lips met and we kissed long and hard. If it weren't for the fact that I was experiencing it, I would never have believed that two bodies could give each other so much pleasure.

'Let's continue in this position until I've come,' Tony said, 'but next time I want to have you in every conceivable position possible.'

Next time! Tony was talking about next time. He was obviously liking what I was doing to him and I definitely liked what he was doing to me. I didn't dwell on next time though but concentrated on getting as much pleasure from his being inside me now as I could. After several more minutes I lifted myself off him and stayed still so that he could pump my arse instead of me riding his cock. Soon I felt him getting more frantic and then he shoved it in so hard I nearly screamed but then he let rip all his spunk inside me. I moved up and down on him now for some while after he had come and I could hear the sound of his cum squelching inside my arse. We laughed at the noise.

I fell against his chest trying to keep his cock inside me. It was going soft and I felt it slip out of my hole. I rolled over to my side and took Tony with me. We kissed and caressed each other unaware of the time. After a while I could feel his cock getting hard again and pressing into my groin which was also aroused. I let go of his shoulders and stopped kissing him. I groped for his cock and my mouth followed my hand. He was truly hard again and I could taste the jism that had dried on his cock from his fucking me. It tasted a bit salty but it was so horny to have his cock in my mouth after it had just been pumping my arse. Tony moved me so that he could get his mouth round my cock too and we carried on sucking until we came again but this time in each other's mouths.

'I love the taste of your cum,' Tony said.

'I love yours too, so thick and sweet,' I said. 'I think I will lace my coffee with that in future.'

We lay side by side on the bed chatting about nothing in particular. It was as if we didn't want the experiences we had just had to end. I caressed his body and every time I touched him I felt this force that seem to emanate from him. The same was true of when he touched me it felt like he was an electrode passing charges of electricity into my body.

'You know, you said I should see how I feel after you have fucked me,' I said. 'Well I feel as if I have found what makes me truly happy. Being fucked by you was so much better than any sex I have had with a woman. In fact everything we have done was better that that.'

'Does that mean you think you are gay?' Tony asked.

'It means that having had gay sex like that, I do not want sex any other way,' I said seriously.

'What are you going to say to you fiancé, then?' Tony said.

'At the moment I don't know. But I do know that I should not be intending to marry her,' I replied. 'It would not be fair on her or me.'

'I'm hungry,' Tony said suddenly and I realised that despite offering tea we had had nothing to eat or drink. Unless eating a mouthful of cum counts.

'I don't feel like cooking anything,' I said. 'Let's go and get some fish and chips and then maybe have a drink.'

He agreed with this and we got up and got dressed. He had brought a spare t-shirt and socks with him. I put on some casual clothes. We headed out towards the chip shop which was not far away.

'I know a nice pub not too far from here,' I said. He nodded and we ate our fish and chips on the way there. The time was eight-thirty and the pub was not too full. I got a drink for both of us and we sat at a table where we could speak without being overheard.

'I'd really like to meet up and have a horny session with you again,' I said.

'So would I,' he said. 'What are you doing at the weekend?'

Every two weeks I either went to see my fiancée or she came to visit me. I had seen her last weekend and so this weekend I was free.

'I'm not doing anything this weekend,' I told him. 'You can come and stay as long as you like. I would love to spend the night shagging with you.'

'Ok,' he said. 'It's Thursday now, so how about we meet on Saturday and I could stay the night if you like.'

'Great,' I said. 'Now you know where I live you can make your own way. I will try and cook something this time. Come round about four o'clock'

We settled on that arrangement and once we had had one more drink we said goodbye and he made his way home. Before he boarded his bus though we found a spot where we weren't overlooked and kissed each other like lovers. I may have gone back to the flat alone but I knew I had met someone who was having more that a transient affect on me.