Weddings Can Be Fun But Painful

When we got out of the Jacuzzi and dried off, I asked Allen if we would lotion my body and then powder me. Allen couldn’t wait to head to my request. He even powder my dick and balls just after he powdered my ass as I laid across his lap.

After we got dressed we headed back down to the party. When we got on the elevator, Allen gave me one more deep wet kiss as the elevator headed down to the first floor.

The next morning when I woke up, I could hardy walk because my ass had been thrashed from both of the ass fuckings Allen had given me. As we walked down the jet-way to board our flight, my mom asked if I pulled a muscle because she noticed that I was kind of walking with a limp. I turned, smiled and replied, “I’m OK Mom”.

While my ass was sore as hell for almost a whole week, it was the best irritation I ever experienced. And I couldn‘t wait for it to happen again.
During my early years I often fantasized about stripping in front of a good looking guy who was wearing jeans and a flannel shirt. He would then take my naked body into his masculine arms and make out with me while I let him fondle my private parts. Then I would get down on my tender young naked knees, unbutton his fly, pull his dick out and suck it until he shot his nectar into my mouth. He would then give me a bath, dry me off, cover me in baby lotion and finally powder my butt as I laid across his lap.

My bizarre feeling first started one day after a hard fought soccer practice up at our school. I was about 20 minutes late coming back into the locker room because I stayed out on the field and kicked a few more balls so I could improve on my game. When I came into the locker room like every other player did, I stripped off my clothes and took a hot shower. No sooner did I soap myself up, rinse, stepped out of the shower room and toweled myself when out of no where stepped one of my fellow players, Justin. He had already showered and had gotten dressed. He was wearing blue jeans and a flannel shirt. Justin was what I considered to be one of the best looking guys at school. He was two years older that me. I had just thrown my towel in the hamper when we struck up a conversation about practice. I just remember the overwhelming lust that suddenly overcame me taking to a fully dressed hot looking guy in the bare buff. I didn’t have a stitch of clothing on and I felt so meek inside. During our conversation I wanted him to dominate me by taking me into his arms and kissing me while I let him fondle my private parts.

That night after I got home I jacked-off thinking about Justin doing the very same thing to me. Only I took my fantasy one step further when I would then get down on my
naked knees, unzip his fly and sucked Justin off while his girlfriend, Cindy looked on in absolute horror. Then Justin would tell Cindy afterward just how much more he would rather have me cause I had a much hotter naked body than she did and I loved sucking his dick. Cindy then starting crying, but Justin told her there was nothing she could do about it because I was the one who he was in love with.

While I was a straight acting guy my fantasy was a dark side obsession that I certainly kept a deep secret inside myself. I often got a boner in class while dreaming about my ultimate wish not only with Justin, but with a number other guys including one hot young math teacher who had just joined the teaching staff. I guess I had what was called a Dr Jekyll and Mr. Hyde personality. On one hand I was a very tough completive soccer player and always ready to take on anyone in the field of play. But once I walked off the field I wanted to be a naked little sissy boy who loved to get down on his knees and suck a cock.

Later on in life when I was in high school I had my first unexpected gay encounter. It was every bit as good as my ultimate dream fantasy come true, but with a different kind of twist. It was without a doubt the most memorable experience I ever had. At the time I was 5’7, 125lbs, blond hair, blue eyes and my entire body was as smooth as a baby’s butt given my Norwegian heritage.

It happened when my parents and I flew to Chicago one year to attend the wedding of one of my mom’s cousins. It was a big family bash and there were lots of relatives that I had never met--like great aunts & uncles, second & third cousins and old friends.
No sooner did we arrive, rented a car, got checked into a hotel when my parents took me to a family get together that was being held three days prior to the wedding by one of my mom’s aunts at her home.

When we walked in the door there were a flood of relatives that couldn’t wait to come up and hug & kiss my mom since they hadn‘t seen her in years. My mom introduced me and my dad to each one of them. I overheard my mom’s family & friends several times tell her just what a very handsome young man they thought I was.

As the party got into full swing my mom introduced me at one point to one of my second cousins, Allen. Allen was at least 10 years younger than my mom-- about 32 years old-- about 5’10, brown hair, green eyes and a medium build. He was what I considered to be a handsome guy--very clean cut looking. I later learned that he was a lawyer and recently divorced. He was going to be in wedding as a usher, therefore he would be dressed in a black tuxedo during the ceremony my mom explained. I only had to wear slacks, a white shirt and a tie because we were going to be seated close to the back of the church.

During the next two days there were parties galore that were held by my mom’s relatives. There was usually a breakfast we attended, a luncheon and then a dinner party later on leading up to the wedding itself on the last day of our trip.

During those parties I think Allen attended just about everyone of them. From time to time I would say hello to Allen as I mingled and talked with a flood of relatives. During one party I thought Allen gave me what I considered to be a engaging look as our eyes crossed peculiarly. It was almost like he was undressing me with his eyes. A sudden rush overcame me, but I thought it was just my imagination getting carried away like it always did.

The wedding itself went off without a hitch. The church was packed! There must have been 300 people who attended. After the wedding there was a gigantic celebration in a ballroom that was held at an upscale hotel in downtown Chicago.

After spending about an hour at the reception, I had my fill of talking to my relatives and other guests most of whom I didn’t know or probably ever see again. So I decided to sit over at a table by myself at the back of the ballroom, relax and just listen to the band that was now striking up. No more than 15 minutes had passed when Allen walked up wearing his black tux and told me that I looked bored. I replied that I was a little tired after all the parties I attended over the past three days and just wanted relax a bit. He chuckled and agreed that there were far too many parties and that he too was glad everything was coming to an end.
He informed me he forgot his camera and wanted to go up to room and retrieve it. He explained that he lived out in the suburbs, but that it was easier to stay at the hotel since he lived about 40 miles away. He asked if I wanted to go up to his room with him which was on the 40th floor. I gladly accepted his offer since there was nothing else to do. I quickly told my parents who were already out on the dance floor that I was going with Allen up to his room so that he could get his camera.

No sooner did we reach the 40th floor on the elevator when we walked into his room directly across the hall. Only it was not a regular room like I thought it would be. It was the presidential suit decked out in marble floors, crystal chandeliers and fancy Persian rugs everywhere. It was the most impressive hotel room or for that fact any place I had ever seen. It had two separate bedrooms, two marble Jacuzzis, and a formal dinning room with an unbelievable giant crystal chandelier. The dinning room had the finest furniture money could buy alone with the finest bone china I had ever seen. Allen explained that his law firm represented the hotel’s owners in legal matters and that they gave him the room for free because no one had booked it for the weekend.

After he gave me the grand tour of the place we went into the kitchen. Allen took off his jacket, hung it over a chair and asked if I wanted a cup of cappuccino. I gladly took him up on his offer. Once he poured us both a cup we sat at the counter on bar stools. As we talked for almost 5 minutes about what colleges I wanted to attend after I graduated from high school he told me that I should take off my tie and relax for a few minutes prior to us going back down to the party. Before I could even respond he gently reached over and unbuttoned my top button. Then he softly undid my tie and gently tugged it off. After he laid my tie on the counter, he placed his hand on my shoulder and squeezed it a few times. He looked me in the eyes and said, “Well I hope you find the right college that you what to go to, Matthew.” I just smiled and blushed cause I didn’t know how to respond. He looked me deeply in the eyes again, reached over and unbuttoned the second button from the top on my shirt followed by the third and then the fourth button. He reached his hand into my shirt and began to rub my chest with his warm hand. While I sat there frozen on my barstool nevertheless the felling was incredible! After about 10 seconds he could easily see a budge growing in my slacks that I didn‘t even try to hide. It was almost as if he knew what my ultimate fantasy was.

I got off my barstool unbuttoned the rest of my shirt and took it off. Then I pulled down my pants and took them off after I had removed my shoes. By now Allen’s eyes were as wide as they could be and I could see a huge bulge growing in his tuxedo pants. I slowly pulled off my underwear and tugged off my socks until I stood completely naked in front of him. I was so turned at that point I didn’t care what happened next. All I knew was that my round-about fantasy had come true in that I was completely naked with a boner standing in front of a fully dressed male. I felt so submissive inside which was always the sensation I wanted to experience.

The minute I pulled off my last sock, Allen pulled me close to him. The next thing I knew we were frenching one another. As we did I grabbed Allen’s hand and guided it down to my cock. He knew exactly what I wanted him to do. He stroked my cock a few times and then began rubbing my balls. I was totally in heaven by now as we continued with our deep wet kissing session. He then ran his hand all over my balls as he stroked my cock at the same time. The feeling was better than I had ever fantasized about so I drove my tong deeper and deeper into his mouth to acknowledge my overwhelming approval. Then he did something that drove me crazy. He licked a finger, reached his arm around my waist and gently stuck it in my hole. This drove me craze! My heart was pounding so hard & fast I thought I was going to black out.

After a few minutes we parted our lips. Without saying a word Allen hopped off his bar stool, gently wrapped his hand around my throbbing boner and led me with my cock in his hand over to formal dinning room. Once we got there he pulled out a beautiful oak chair from under the table with his other hand while he continued holding my cock. He sat down and began rubbing my balls as he admired my dick. After a few seconds he softly said, “My Matthew you have such beautiful balls and a gorgeous dick-- and you certainly look better with your clothes off than on.”

Before I could reply he placed his lips around my cock-head and began sucking me. The feeing was fabulous with each passing stroke. Then he gave me the thrill of a lifetime. As he sat in the chair sucking me, he reached around with his right hand and suck another finger up my hole while he reached up with his left hand and squeezed my nipples. Allen’s dominating actions sent me over the deep end. I knew he wanted to taste my cum when I felt my nuts beginning to pop a few moments later. I closed my eyes, held it as long as I could before I erupted. Actually what happened was that my young teenage body was so excited I actually released what I considered two full loads -----one load followed directly by another since he continued sucking me after the first five waves shot out my body and into his mouth. I had never produced so much cum in one giant orgasm and I knew Allen thoroughly enjoyed the treat I served him.

After I came back down to earth Allen reluctantly pulled his lips off my cock-head. Still setting in his chair he looked up at me and said, “You taste delicious, Matthew!”
I looked down at him and gave him a wide smile.

Moments later he put his hands on my hips and pulled me down until my knees laid flush on a fine Persian rug that covered the floor. I instantly unzipped his fly and pulled his thick juicy cock out that was hidden behind his blue bikini underwear. I gently stroked it in my hand a few times and then kissed his cock-head and shaft over and over. I wanted Allen to know just how much I was in love with it. Indeed it was the best present I ever had--far more exciting than getting my first red wagon one year for Christmas.

Before I knew it I placed my lips over his massive cock-head and began sucking his dick. Allen let out several low moans to let me know just how good I was making him feel. I felt so queer like sucking off a hot juicy man in a tuxedo while on my knees in such an elegant room with a marvelous chandler hanging from the ceiling.

A few moments passed when Allen put his hands on my head and gently pulled my lips off of his cock that I was so much enjoying. He stood up, kissed me and told me to bend over and hold onto the edges of the chair. I knew exactly what he had in store for me. And while I had read in a book one time that the first time ass fucking really hurts, nevertheless I couldn’t wait for him to stick his cock in me.

Allen quickly went into his bedroom. When he returned he was holding a bottle of baby lotion. The fragrance of baby lotion always drove me crazy because the smell of it was so innocent. And I had read many times that baby lotion was a long time favorite of gay guys to use when they fucked. So what he was about to do was just fine by me.

As I stood there bent over with my hands grasping the edges of the chair, Allen spread my legs a little father apart. Ever so gently he squirted out a gob of the lotion onto his fingers. He inserted one deep into my hole. It really felt great as he slide his finger in and out of my body. Several moments later a second finger entered me followed by a third. The feeling was wonderful! No sooner did he pull all three fingers from my hole when he dropped his pants down to his knees. Suddenly, I could hear him lubing up his cock. He gently pressed his cock-head up to my hole and abruptly penetrated my cavity. I let out a squeal for I felt like I was literally being shredded apart. But moments later the terrific pain I felt began to subside. Once he knew that I was OK he slowly began to work his cock inch by inch inside me until my hole had swallowed his entire eight inches. Allen then softly said, “ Oh Matthew we fit one another perfectly!” His words inspired me because I knew within seconds that his thick piece of sausage would soon be flaming my boy pussy. And within a few seconds Allen slowly began to drive his cock backwards and forward sliding it about half way out and then back in.

Once he realized that my asshole had loosened he pumped me faster and faster. There was a gorgeous mirror just in front of the dinning room table hanging on the wall. When I looked up I could see myself getting fucked and I could see Allen’s body from the neck down plunging me. It was almost like watching a porno film-- and an elegant one at that. Here I was in probably one of the most plush dinning rooms in the world getting fucked by a hot juicy guy in a tuxedo. My mind began to race as I dreamed of Allen fucking me on the dance floor while all our relatives looked on in shock--especially my mom and dad. I couldn’t imagine how they would feel if they knew their little sweet boy loved stripping off his clothes and getting fucked in the ass by a hot juicy man‘s cock.

No sooner did my outrageous thoughts fade when Allen’s breathing became heaver and heaver. He was now fucking me for all it was worth and did it ever feel so good. Allen was right! We were a perfect fit for one another I told myself. Then with one final thrust Allen drove his cock as deep as he could up my hole. He let out a loud moan and injected me with his manhood cream. Just knowing that his cum was deep inside my body really turned me on. My cock became razor hard again. After he caught his breath he slowly withdrew his cock from my hole and pulled me up to my feet from the chair that I was bent over and holding onto. He gradually turned me around, looked deep into my eyes as we enjoyed another deep French kiss together for at least a full minute.

After our lips parted, Allen took off his clothes, he said we should take a quick Jacuzzi together. Well needless to say I was certainly up for that. I remember how hot he looked in the buff. Two beautiful nipples adorned his chest and his soft cock was absolutely captivating. I couldn’t believe I had just gotten fucked by it. After we hopped in the beautiful all marble Jacuzzi, Allen let me suck on his nipples for a few minutes. When I reached down to grab his dick it too was already razor hard again. I knew exactly what he wanted. He wanted to fuck me one more time before we went back to the party. So I stood up, bent over as the warm water circled my legs. Allen immediately lubed up his cock this time with baby lotion and stuck it into me. The second time felt even better than the first as he slide it in and out of my hole. Allen must of fucked me for 5 full minutes before he came for a second time. After he pulled out he turned me around and sucked my dick until I came for yet a second time.

When we got out of the Jacuzzi and dried off, I asked Allen if we would lotion my body and then powder me. Allen couldn’t wait to head to my request. He even powder my dick and balls just after he powdered my ass as I laid across his lap.

After we got dressed we headed back down to the party. When we got on the elevator, Allen gave me one more deep wet kiss as the elevator headed down to the first floor.

The next morning when I woke up, I could hardy walk because my ass had been thrashed from both of the ass fuckings Allen had given me. As we walked down the jet-way to board our flight, my mom asked if I pulled a muscle because she noticed that I was kind of walking with a limp. I turned, smiled and replied, “I’m OK Mom”.

While my ass was sore as hell for almost a whole week, it was the best irritation I ever experienced. And I couldn‘t wait for it to happen again.