Feeder Posted July 26, 2011 Report Posted July 26, 2011 Click here to see Taken Like A Champ's original blog post... For a few years now I've known a hot white guy who's in a somewhat open relationship with another guy. We found each other by accident. Online, but not the way you might think. I bought some slightly used baseball equipment from him on eBay, and when I found out where he lived, I suggested I just drop by to pick it up... He literally lived 5 minutes away. We made the arrangements, I showed up at the given time, and we chatted for a while in his condo before I headed home with a pretty good bargain on stuff I'd need for that summer's informal baseball league I play in. But while I was at his place, I started picking up on a few vibes, including the fact that he lived with another guy (I didn't know about his relationship yet). I was sort of intrigued then when he called me one day about a week later, explaining that his friend was out of town and that he was planning to watch that night's UConn game with a few friends and wondered if I wanted to come over. I had no plans so I thought, fuck, why not? The guy is hot, he's still in great shape even though he's a little older, he's probably an inch taller than I am which turns me on, and if his friends are anything like that, I could be in for a challenging night of hide the boner. So when I got there, I figured I was early because no one else was there yet... But Gregg assured me I wasn't that early, so we went into his TV room with a digital wide screen and comfy big ass sofa and plopped down with beers ready for the game. He was wearing a T-shirt and jeans, and nothing on his feet. He invited me to kick off my sneaks so I did. The game got going and when nobody else showed up by the end of the first half, I was going to ask him what the fuck, but by that time we were both talking up a storm.. It was a great connection, we had a shitload of stuff in common, from baseball to hoops and even sailing and lacrosse, a very rare combo... I was getting more and more intrigued and turned on the more I learned about him. He let stuff slip out, like the fact that his housemate was gay, and then a little later that they had bought the condo together about five years earlier. I figured at that point it was safe to just come out and ask, so I did. "Are you two a couple?" Yeah, he said... And he sort of grinned. "Cool," i said, taking a swig of my beer as I kept watching the game. "You don't have a problem with that?" he asked. So there it was... My chance to unload my secret to yet another stranger. Funny how I don't have the balls to come out and say it to friends who I've known since childhood, guys who would probably take a bullet for me, but who I'm scared to death would drop me in a heartbeat if they knew I sucked cock and took it up the ass. So I just grinned back at Gregg and said, "You probably figured it out when I came by to buy that stuff, otherwise I never would've heard from you again, right?" "Busted," he said, laughing. So that's how Gregg and I became intermittent fuck buddies whenever his partner is out of town, starting that very night. He stood up, pulled out an 8-inch fat cock, and told me to start sucking him. I was on that baby in no time. He's cut, unfortunately, but it tasted so fucking good in my mouth we were both naked in a flash and upstairs in the guest bedroom. Of course, in the middle of blowing him, his phone rings and it's the boyfriend. I was quiet while they chatted, but Gregg never left the room. He was naked and bonered with a younger stud who was also naked and bonered, and I've gotta admit that was a HUGE turnon. As soon as he hung up, i went back to work, but Gregg quickly pushed me off, saying he didn't want to cum yet. (I found out why later... he's only good for one load per session, unfortunately... Yeah, kind of disappointing, I know!) Instead, Gregg got out a condom and some lube, and told me to start greasing my hole. I protested that I wasn't loosened up at all, and he said he'd take care of that with his own hands, so he started playing with my hole while I was bent over in front of him. fingering my pussy over and over until I was moaning for his cock. He got on his knees behind me and gave it to me. going very slowly at first but picking up the rhythm in no time and eventually ramfucking my pussy the way i absolutely positively have got to have it if I'm going to get fucked at all. He pulled out so he wouldn't cum yet, then went back to fingering my hole. He asked me if I had ever tongued an ass before, and I admitted that I had done it just a few times, but was forced to do it and therefore didn't know if it was any good. As soon as heard that I had to be forced, he was psyched and horned up for forcing me to eat him. So I did. I have to say his ass was the first one I actually enjoyed eating, and my previous experience was so limited and so terrible, I really didn't want to obey him when he told me to lick his hole and sat on my face to force me. But I obeyed, I stuck out my tongue, and lo and behold it didn't taste at all like what you'd think an ass would taste like, which turns me off bigtime. His ass was musky, sweaty -- all man. Sort of like a nice ripe pit, which I practically get high on. So I was in fuckin' heaven. Not once in all of this so far did I have even the slightest whiff of any poppers. I was getting turned on by the smells and tastes of manass being forced on me by this relative stranger who was about to go back to fucking me again. When I'd satisfied his hole long enough, he ordered me back on my knees, facing away from him. I figured OK, this will be where he finishes himself off inside my ass, his cock still wrapped in latex. Instead I felt him fingering my hole again. But then it felt a little different, and I assumed he was starting to feed his cock back into my shitter. But this felt different from that even. Whatever it was, it felt fucking Awesome. I finally turned around to see what was driving me insane, and he had his arm inside my fucking cunt. Not sure how deep he got. I doubt it was past his wrist, and I have to admit I was a little freaked out by it and sort of pulled off it right away. But in hindsight, I realized that it was just as fucking hot as all the other sex we'd already had, and in fact, it was 10 times hotter even. He climbed on me to give me a nice brutal fuck, and in about another 20 minutes he was panting and moaning and filling that condom pretty good. I offered to lick his cock clean, and he was a bit surprised that I would want to take it in my mouth while it was still covered with his cum. I said fuck yeah, and proceeded to go down on him again, but that's when I learned he's one of those guys who quickly shuts down as soon as he cums, and in fact was now quite ticklish when I touched his cock with either my hand or lips or tongue. We cleaned up and I sensed it was time for me to go so I suggested I do so and he didn't insist I stay. (No, I didn't cum, but that's the true bottom in me... I often don't feel like I have to cum to get off, and you fellow bottombitches know what I mean.) After that Gregg had me over to the condo a few more times, but then he felt comfortable enough to come to my place, so now whenever we hook up, he comes here, fucks me in either my bedroom or on the living room floor, empties his balls then bolts. It's cool, though. I enjoy that fucking beautiful cock, I love it that he gets off being very very dominant, and to this day there isn't another hole I would rather eat than his. I guess you always have a soft spot for your first ass. More...
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