The following story line is mostly truth with a little fiction drizzled in for your reading pleasure. This is my first attempt at a story so I welcome your comments and suggestions.
Holy shit…did I actually just book the hotel and give a toxic poz guy my number and permission to rough up my hole and breed me on my birthday, just a week away? What the hell am I doing? I know the risks, I know the outcome, I know what my family will think and how they will react. I finally have my life together, a good job, a good relationship, engaged, and all I can think about is getting my ass loaded up with cum. Not just any cum, but poz cum. How did I get here? Up to a month ago I would have never actually been having this internal debate, this soul searching.
To tell you a little about myself – I turn 30 this weekend. I’m 6’3 tall, 210 lbs, semi hairy, scruffy face most of the time and buzzed hair, nice tight ass and around 7 “cock, pretty thick. Usually I think I look pretty good. My job keeps me very active so I have made a lot of progress from where I was a year ago. I feel great and have energy like never before. My sex drive is higher than it has been as well.
I’ve never really done a whole lot of experimenting. There are things that really do interest, I love masculine guys, beefy guys usually my age or older. I have a thing for furry guys and pits, musky man smells, and want to try doing some with water sports. But…I have never done much with any of it. In fact, up until about a month ago, I was exclusively safe sex only, no glove no love kind of guy, regardless if I was topping or bottoming. (I prefer bottom most of the time, but top on occasion.)
So...what happened a month ago? I have had this bi friend that I hook up with every once in a while. Since we both are either married or engaged we have always played safe, even with each other. Our hooks ups are usually pretty routine. We meet at his place, grab, kiss, wrestle, get naked. This is followed by mutual oral and usually me being bottom.
Something about March 7th was different though. Both of us were free for the whole night, no wife or fiancé to worry about going home to. It started off the same as any other time…until – we finished our first round. Instead of the usual “dress and get out” we hung out for a big, naked, in his bed. Eventually he offered me a drink and we went to the living room and hung out.
We started talking about our lives, our experiences, our relationships and we eventually circled back to sex and fantasies. He finally asks “Have you ever been fucked without a condom?” I explain that I never have, never have had someone I trusted enough to let them, though I love to watch bareback porn. He said the same thing, being married when he was 18, he was always worried about “what if” and if he caught something from a guy.
“We should try it!” He blurts out. “You and I have been doing this thing for about 6 months; we both have been tested recently. Who better than to do it with?” I dunno if what happened next was a result of having a couple drinks, or what but I didn’t answer with words.
I crossed the room, got on my knees and started sucking his gorgeous cock. It had a faint taste of cum from our previous fucking and a nasty taste of latex. He concentrated on the head, getting him nice and wet. His hands went to the back of my head and he started moaning.
Once he was hard, wet, and dripping…he pulled my mouth off his cock and pulled me up to his mouth, kissing me with more passion than the two of us usually felt.
Just as I was really getting into it, he pushed me off him; down on all fours (I loved it when he got somewhat Dom.) He spit on my hole and put the head of his cock right on my hole. “You ready for this?” Inside I was screaming Yes, No, Yes, No…all the while he was rubbing the head around my hole, getting it slick with his precum.
Finally my internal battle was over…I moaned and said “Do it” as I pushed back slightly on his cock. I felt the head slowly spread my hole and slide in. This was a completely different fucking than we had done just an hour before. The energy between us was intense. He slide all the way in…we both breathing so heavily.
So this is what I had been missing all my life? This felt amazing. For no more lube than we had used (a little spit, and his precum and some leftover lube) it felt amazing. All I could do was moan. He started pumping in and out, moaning, telling me how great it feels, how much better it feels and all I could do was moan in agreement.
His cock grew bigger than it ever had in a condom before and was deeper than ever. I felt like it was getting slicker and slicker inside, he was dripping precum like never before (that I know of.) He started speeding up his thrusts, moaning. He grabbed my hips, and started pounding harder. This was the fuck I had been missing out on.
My own cock was hard as a rock…dripping, begging to be released. He starts telling me he’s getting close. I am stroking my own cock now….and he is moaning more and more, breathing heavier and heavier.
I am so close, but don’t wanna cum before him. I put both my hands back down and concentrate on his cock in my hole. He moans one last time and slams balls deep in me, causing me to lose my balance and fall forward, face into the couch and lets out an animalistic moan that I have never heard from him before. “I’MMM CUMMMIING INN YYOOUUUU!!!”
I can’t take it anymore. My own cock needs release. Without even touching it again I shoot volley after volley on the side of the couch and the rug, causing my hole to tighten down on him. He moans and I feel him cum a second time in the single fucking. He moans and collapses on top of me. Both of us are covered in sweat and in a pile on the floor.
He keeps his cock buried in me until we both regain our normal breathing and slowly starts to pull out. He rolls over on the floor next to me and I lay next to him. We look at each other, both with the biggest grins we have ever had. I speak first with a single word “Damn.” He rolls over, puts his hand on my hole and starts fingering my hole. He pulls his finger out and asks “would you think is nasty if I licked that clean?” I grab his wrist and put his finger in my mouth, sucking it clean for him. After it’s clean, he goes for it again, this time he tastes it and leaves it on his tongue.
We end with a hot make out session, tasting his cum from my ass on his tongue.
…More to come…