The other day I randomly remembered the first time I went to a gay bar...

I was 19, and I'd been fucked plenty before then of course. But I walked into the bar and felt kind of timid, so I ordered a beer and sat at the bar - and a friendly man began talking to me. So...

Yeah, an hour later we were in his apartment and he had pulled down my trousers and his tongue was lapping at my hole. After a while, when I was wet and kind of begging to get fucked he stood up, pulled down his own trousers and got me to turn around and suck his cock. He was very vocal about me getting his cock wet, so I did my best to produce plenty of saliva.

He then told me to get naked and on all fours on his bed, and he got naked as well and got down behind me and gobbed a few mouthfuls of spit on my hole - and then he rammed inside me! I had been expecting lube, a condom and perhaps a gentler entry - because that's what I was used to at the time - but he held my back down as I bucked and whined, and told me he had known from the minute he saw me that I was just a bitch that needed a good hard fuck.

Ouch...

I mean, he was probably right, but still... It hurt at first, but there was plenty of my saliva on his cock and his spit on my hole, so he was all the way inside me pretty quickly. And he fucked hard and quickly!

His cock was a decent size (perhaps 6"? I didn't measure...) but he clearly thought I needed more than that, so he pulled out and reached for the drawer in his bedside table. First he pulled out a tube of lube, and then he pulled out a dong.

That standard Doc Johnson 8" dong that is kind of iconic.

Well, he began fucking me with that, and I was enjoying it more and more the harder he went at my hole with it! And then he began sliding a finger inside me next to it - and another... And I felt really stretched and challenged, but in a GREAT way!!! 19-yo me definitely liked getting filled up completely!

And after a while the fingers and dong were pulled out, and he thrust his cock inside me with no problem - but then he began working at my hole with his fingers, and I could kind of feel he was holding the dong between my ass and his belly but didn't realise what was happening. I thought he just found it sexy to keep the dong there as a reminder I'd just been fucked by it!

Oh, the naivety of youth...

Pretty soon he was using his fingers to make room for the head of the dong to go inside me, and I remember crying out "oh no! I can't take that!" and him saying "yes you can." and that was the end of that discussion.

So little by little he forced the dong inside me alongside his cock, and I was biting the pillow to avoid disturbing his neighbours. And as if by miracle he managed to get it inside me so the end was resting against his pelvis and he could thrust with it simultaneously with his cock!

Oh, boy... I was getting FUCKED!

And the more I moaned, the harder he fucked me - and the harder he fucked me, the more my hole opened up and took what was coming!

Suddenly I felt my ass lips not quite as stretched, and the dong had slid completely inside me - but the top kept banging my hole and I was kind of in bottom extasy so I didn't complain. And with every thrust he seemed to push the dong deeper inside me until his cock head was actually ramming at the rear end of the dong - so it was no longer a wide double-fuck, but a length-wise double-fuck!

And then he told me he was going to come in my hole - and then he did just that before I could object. I mean, at the time I was getting fucked hard, so in that situation it's hard for a bottom to really object to anything, so... When he was done I quickly wanked out a load myself, and that was that, right?

Wrong.

When he pulled out of my hole he left his load inside me - but also that damned dong! And he had fucked it so deep inside me that it didn't just slide out...

He spent 15 minutes trying to get his fingers deep enough inside me to reach the dong - and remember I had just cum, so I wasn't really turned on by this - and didn't succeed. I then spent 30 minutes in his bathroom on my own, trying to shit it out - but to no avail.

So at 2am I left - and rode my bicycle home with an 8" dong lodged deep in my guts, slightly worried that I might have to go to the A&E the next morning...

I did manage to get it out the next morning, though, and texted the man to let him know everything was now okay.

Aaaand... Then he asked when he could stop by to collect his dong? So that evening he knocked on my door, I handed over the dong and then he left...

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So that was my first visit to a gay bar. How was yours?