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It took him almost a full minute to calm after such a violent orgasm. When I was
sure he had come back down to earth, I slowly got off my knees and kissed my way
back up his tummy, to his chest, and then munched on his nipples with my lips
for a moment.
When I finally removed my lips from his body he wrapped his arms around me, gave
me a quick kiss and exclaimed, “God Collin, I’ve never had such a wonderful
experience like that--you are so very sweet--you know that?”
I just smiled cause in a way I was kind of proud of myself. It was only my
second gay encounter and already he was paying me the ultimate complement.
A few minutes later, I laid across his bed on my back and motioned for him to
lay on top of me. I wanted to feel his warm masculine body smother me just like
Trent had done. The minute he climbed aboard, I drove my tongue deep into his
mouth. We began frenching like man and wife as I wrapped my arms around his firm
shoulders and began rubbing him from his back down to his ass and then up again.
I wrapped my legs around his butt and rubbed his firm shoulders as hard as I
could. This felt so nature --much, much more satisfying than fooling around with
a female.
And then, almost like Trent had done to me, he kissed my nipples back & forth
and then down my body until he reached my cock. He gave me an incredible blow
job until I exploded in his mouth.
Afterwards we both laid on his bed and talked. At that point we began to speak
freely. He told me how he grew up in a rather red-neck place in Joplin, Missouri
and it was certainly no place for a gay guy to live. Then he shocked the hell
out of me when he added he was married for five years with no children, but just
couldn’t handle the relationship anymore. He went on to add that he came out to
wife and asked her for a divorce. They then sold their home out in the suburbs
and he had been living in his apartment about five years so he could be who he
really was.
Dean’s face then lost all expression and he went into a deep conversation about
his personal life since time of his divorce. He informed me that he had only
been with three men since he came out of the closet.
The first guy, Rich, he met at a gay bar and dated for almost six months. He
said they got along great at first, but then as time passed, they just slowly
drifted apart. When I asked if he had seen Rich since, he replied that he ran
into him from time-to-time at the bars and was living with some guy out in the
suburbs.
The second guy, Andy, he met at a party shortly after he stopped seeing Rich.
Dean explained they were both exactly the same age and had a lot in common, but
that he didn’t find himself really attracted to Andy. He became perfectly honest
which I appreciated and said Andy was taller and wanted him to play more or less
the submissive role when they had sex together. He went on to add which I
suspected all along that he was more or less into younger guys who were shorter
than him. And he exclusively enjoyed playing the more dominate role in a
relationship.
Then he told me all about Mark the third guy he dated. He explained that he met
Mark at the art museum about three years before. He said Mark was just his
type--about my size 5’7 with light brown hair and baby blue eyes. He added Mark
was about seven years younger than him, just out of college and had gone to work
for a large accounting firm in downtown. With a chuckle in his voice he told me
that the sex they had was so damn hot, they often joked they were going to catch
his apartment on fire one day if they weren’t careful. They dated for almost a
year and were going to move in together when Mark was killed in a freak
accident. Evidentially he was walking to work when a heavy glass windowpane fell
out of building from the 47th floor and hit him on the head. In a rather somber
tone Dean said that after Mark was killed, he was so shook up, he didn’t even
look at guy for almost a year and a half.
Then the conversation turned to me. When he asked me about myself and when did I
first start taking an interest in guys, I decided to open up and tell him
everything about that night with Trent--like how I walked into his motel room by
accident and found him jacking off--and that he informed me he was masturbating
fantasizing over me after he saw me at the pool--and then how he talked me into
walking over to him as he sat up on his bed --and how I let him take off my
swimming trunks --and how he let me touch his cock and then suck it-- and how we
fucked--and then how I sneaked out of my room later that night after my brother
went to sleep and we sixty-nined-- and then fucked again--and how we took a
wonderful shower together afterwards --and then, as I was leaving, how he gave
me the ring I was wearing cause he was a jewelry salesman so I would always
remember my first gay encounter with him by.
After I finished the whole story, Dean was almost at a loss for words other than
to say that was the most awesome gay encounter he had ever heard --especially
since it was my first time. I just kind of smiled as we looked each other in the
eyes and gave one another a deep wet kiss.
After our heartfelt make-out session, I got the sense he wanted to have some
more hot sex before I had to leave. By now it was almost 5:30 P.M. and I had to
head out no later than 6:15 in order to be home 7:00 P.M. That was our family’s
dinner hour and my parents expected all of us kids to be at the table. I knew he
wanted to fuck me cause he got so very aroused when I told him that I did it
twice with Trent that night cause it felt so good.
As we looked each other deep in the eyes, I gently reached down and grabbed his
flaccid cock. Gradually, I began to stroke it as grew right before my eyes. Once
his beautiful arched piece of meat was rock hard, I rolled over & down and
kissed it all over. He certainly got the hint what I wanted, so he asked, “Why
don’t we go into the bathroom”?
I wasn’t exactly sure what he had planned, but I sure couldn’t wait to find out.
We both got out of bed and walked into his bathroom. Of course his stiff cock
made mine stiff so we sported boners as we walked through the door. Right away
he fumbled through a drawer until he found some baby lotion. By now it was
almost as if we could read each other’s minds. Once he opened the bottle, he
poured some on my hand and then his. The innocence fragrance of the stuff really
excited me. We graciously embraced and made-out while he fingered my hole with
the lotion and I stroked it all over his cock. Once we prepped each other, he
bent me over the bathroom counter. “Wow” was my first reaction. We were going to
see ourselves fuck in the mirror which I thought was going to be pretty damn
hot.
He bent his knees slightly and then came up from behind me. Slowly he put his
cock in my ass until I could feel it touch my opening. Very gently he prodded
his cock inward until it penetrated me. I quickly let out a squeal cause it was
so agonizing. I think he loved looking at the torment on my face in the mirror
cause he said, “ Collin, you look adorable right now, you know that sweetboy”?
I cried out, “Well, it really hurts.”
He quickly replied, “Just try and relax sweetboy--the pain will go away.”
Sure enough the pain began to subside about thirty seconds later and then he
slowly worked his cock into my body.
And like Trent had done, once he was all the way inside me, he held his cock
steady for about a minute. By now the pain had gone completely away and his cock
actually began to feel good just like that night with Trent. I bellowed out,
“God this feels so good; I could do this forever with you.”
As smile crossed his face in the mirror, he began to pump me slowly at first.
I loved listening to the sound of his cock sliding in and out of my hole.
Combined with our facial expression in the mirror, Dean exclaimed with a chuckle
that our fuck session was far better than any porno he had ever seen.
By now I was moaning almost every twenty seconds for I loved getting fucked. I
truly thought I was addicted to cock just like a female nymphomaniac.
Gradually, he began to pump me faster as he cried out, “Oh Collin, you feel so
damn good, you know that?”
I cried back, “Well, you feel really good too!”
At that point I just couldn’t get enough of his cock. So I rocked back on it
while he pumped me cause I desperately wanted to experience the full sensation
his massive intrusion into my body. I could help but get aroused every time I
looked in the mirror and watched Dean’s body pump me. It was so damn hot to look
at. Before we knew it, we were both going as fast as we could as I rocked back
on him while he humped me. A few moments later he suddenly cried out, “I can
feel myself want to cum sweetboy”.
He held his breath for as long as he could while he rammed me at lightening
speed. With one final thrust, he exploded--as warm cum flooded my hole . His
organism was so violent that his face was completely red by now. He wrapped his
arms around me and stood me upright with his cock still in me while he struggled
to catch his breath. When he finally came back down to earth, he nibbled on my
neck for a few seconds and then exclaimed, “Collin that was the hottest sex I
ever had --you know that?”
I just smiled as I looked at him in the mirror and replied, “Well I really liked
it too---you felt so good”.
He left his cock in me for almost two minutes while we talked about how great
the sex we just had was. I even told him how much his curved cock aroused me.
When he finally pulled out, he sat me down on the pot and told me to take a good
dump cause I was probably fudge packed. We then took a quick shower cause it was
getting late and I had to leave if I was going to get home in time for dinner.
Just after we both got dressed and I was heading out the door, he gave me his
phone work & home phone number. He softly said, “Collin call me anytime you want
to come down here--it would really be great if we could hang out this weekend
and maybe even spend the night together”.
I gave him a quick kiss and told him maybe we would do just that together. He
replied that it would be great cause he didn’t have any plans and wanted some
company.
On the train ride back, I kissed Trent’s ring like I had done so many times and
admired it almost the whole way home. Somewhere out there I knew he would be
very proud of me.
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