Varying Extremes: Episode Two - Mr. Secretary

I pulled his briefs down instantly, and shoved his dick in my mouth until it was way down my throat. I just sucked it the way I knew I liked it. I placed my hands on his ass and pushed him into me. Just feeling his ass made me want to shoot across the room. It felt just as good, if not better, than it looked. I continued relentlessly, sucking hard on Paul boner; his balls were bouncing into my chin. I've always loved that feeling when I was on the receiving end. I moved my fingers towards his cleft and he let out a small moan. I was really interested in his butt. I pulled my face off his rod and stood up. I grabbed his hand and pulled him towards my bedroom.

He smiled and said, in mock-terror, “Uh oh...!” 

I opened the door to my room and pulled him in front of me. Using his ass as a handle, I pushed him towards my bed. I remember all the times Paul had said he wanted on a bed just like mine. I had a King sized Tempur-Pedic mattress. I had told him numerous tales about hooking up with random chicks in the bed. The way the mattress is constructed allows you to do some wild and crazy things. A few girls had shown me positions that I'd never thought possible, before I invested in the bed. Paul had told me once, that he wanted to try it out one day. I never imagined it would be like this! I playfully threw him on; he landed face first, flat on his stomach. He glanced over his shoulder.

"Oh you wanna play rough!?" He laughed. I paid scant attention to any of the words that were coming from his mouth. My concentration was elsewhere. Damn that ass was godlike. I was tired of waiting, if I didn’t try this now, the opportunity would probably never arise again. I walked over, climbed on the bed and leaned over his ass. This was the first time I got a close-up look. It was divine. It was now or never.

I placed my face right between his cheeks and started to lick the area right below his anus. He spread his legs farther apart, I took it as a hint. I went down a little farther and licked his balls, then slowly made my way up to his pucker, and then I stopped. His ass tasted a little salty and there were hints of some sort of soap too. The taste was nothing like I thought it would be, but the smell was delicious. It was a pungent smell of masculinity and lust. A smell that I wished I could bring everywhere with me. A defining aroma, like fingerprints unique to each and every man. A smell of the most intimate experience of male bonding. 

I went back down to his balls, torturing him with my tongue. I made my way back up and then I hit it. The tip of my tongue struck his asshole. I circled all around his hole. I did this for about a minute, but I wanted more. I made an attempt to get my tongue inside his hole. When it started to open, I felt Paul clench his ass.

"You want me to stop?" I asked.

"No...just take it slow, I've never done this, you know?" When he said this, his face showed traces of his earlier emotions. Now was not the time to start crying again, Petey! I wasn't gonna give him time for that.

I went back to my rim job. After several minutes, he began to relax and I felt that he was ready to allow me
access. I went back to the circular motion and then I took the tip of my tongue and flicked his hole repeatedly. I then dove in a little. My tongue was almost able to taste his insides with ease at this point. However, he still wasn't quite as loose as I wanted him. I put my middle finger in my mouth and lathered it up with spit. When I felt it to be thoroughly lubricated, I pushed it inside him as far as I could. He let out a loud moan of pleasure.

“Ow!...slower dude, slower!” He half-laughed. So maybe it wasn't a moan of pleasure, who would know the difference these days?! 

I pulled my finger back a bit and moved it around inside him. He moaned again and said, "Much better..." to dispel any confusion. I noticed that it was becoming more difficult to maneuver inside his butt. I pulled my finger from Paul's ass and without even a conscious thought, sucked it clean. I went back to the battle with my tongue. This time I was able to get in as far as I could go. His moans became increasingly louder and I knew he was enjoying it. I continued to tongue fuck him and his inside tasted as sweet as his beautiful ass had rendered it would. I wanted to fuck him.

"So...uh, you think---" I started.

Interrupting, Paul replied, “Do it man...fucking do it now!” as if he had read my mind.

I crawled on top of him, my painfully hard cock poking at his butt. Then I remembered he was a tight-assed, virgin guy! We need some essentials.

“Umm...I think I have some lube in that drawer over there...” I motioned to the nightstand. Paul opened the drawer, retrieved the lube and tossed it over his shoulder to me. I rubbed it all over my cock, making certain it was really slippery then I squirted some on his hole.

“So...how do you want to do it? I asked, trying to sound calm about the ordeal.

"Doggie style, man. I want to you to fuckin' pound my ass." He responded, overzealously.

Grabbing a pillow, he moved into position. I put some more lube on my cock, then moved behind him. I grabbed Paul around the waist, and put the head of my dick at his opening. I started pushed and his hole expanded more and more. I continued to push and slowly my dick started to enter him, and then when my head was about halfway in, it was like his ass sucked the rest of it in. My cock was in one of my best friend's asses and it felt great. I was popping his virgin ass. I began to slowly slide my dick in and out of him, all the way up to the head. As I started to fuck
him, he clenched his butt muscles hard around my cock and moaned. 

"Damn, Tom-Tom...fuck like a man!" He shot out.

"Fuck you!" I countered and slapped his ass. However, I took his instruction. I didn't even gradually pick up speed, I immediately started drilling him. My balls were slapping up against him and I was loving every moment of it. Every time I thrust into him, he moaned his approval. His moans soon became screams of pleasure as I continued to pound his tight ass, which only made me fuck him harder. My body was now covered in sweat as I felt my balls tighten as my cum started to make it's journey. This was going to be a huge orgasm and I didn't want it to stop for anything. Paul had other ideas.

"Okay...that's hot dude! Now it's my turn." He pulled his ass off my cock and without waiting for my response, turned me around and threw me down on my back. I looked at him, confused. He pushed my knees up into my chest and grabbed the lube. While applying the lube to my nervous chute, I finally realized how he was planning on do this.

"Here goes...." Was the last thing he said before pushing inside of me.

I screamed hysterically. “Get it out, P...take it out! Goddamn, dude...this fucking hurts!”

“I know, man...I know...just hang on though, bro. It gets better" he smiled. I was not amused.

After about a minute, I realized he was correct. Paul fucked me non-stop after I had gotten used it. The only sensations I was feeling now, were his bell-shaped head hitting the underside of my prostate, and his pubes tickling the underside of my balls! This went on for another ten minutes, the only sounds being my moaning and yelping and his cock going in and out of me.

"You wanna switch back?" Paul finally spoke.

"No. Let's finish this way." I answered. I was enjoying being fucked way too much to stop. After five more minutes Paul came inside me. Then he sucked me off until I came down his throat, to which he said, "Hmm....not as rank as I thought it would be..." Paul kissed me again and then went to take a shower. I just lay there thinking-- deeply thinking. I had, no more than forty-five minutes ago, started making out with my roommate. I had allowed him to undress me and suck my cock. I had fallen into an obsessive fixation over his ass-- the ass which eventually found it's way to my mouth and then on my cock. I had just finished having my rectum battered by my best buddy's meat; I could still feel his cum dripping from my insides. He had brought me to an orgasm, giving me the best blowjob ever. And through all of that, there was only one thing on my mind.

What the fuck was in those boxes?!