It’s been a while since I have been with a guy, but recently, I’ve been waking up in the middle of the night with a clear vision in mind of a hard cock pushing into me.  I don’t know what’s changed, perhaps it’s being that bit older these days, but I remember if I wanted gay sex, I could be pretty sure of a hook up by logging onto one of a few sites, this being one of them. It didn’t usually take much more than a few messages to find someone up (literally) for it. My nocturnal yearnings have caused me to relive a couple of my more memorable assignations.

There was this guy who lived about a half hour drive away, we’d chat every so often and got to know and like each other, until the bugger emigrated!

The first time we met in person was sublime.  He had a ‘thing’, which was to answer the door naked.  His front door would swing open, a head would appear and as I stepped over the threshold, it would close behind me and a perfect, erect cock would be within reach, so I reached out, gripped it, and before anything other than “Hi” had been said, I sank to my knees and took it into my mouth.  It tasted wonderful.  Using my hand to ease his foreskin back inside my mouth, with a little encouragement from my tongue, I soon had his head fully exposed between my lips.

After a few moments he pulled away and invited me to take it upstairs. I jokingly sulked a little but willingly agreed.  It was a hot summer day so I asked if I could have a quick shower to clean up, I wanted to feel fresh to enjoy my time with this guy, his slim body and his delightful penis.

With a glint in his eye he said he thought that was a good idea and promised to ‘soap me up’ so at the top of the stairs I quickly stripped off while he ran the shower and within seconds (I was very keen) I and my now very expanded cock, joined him in the bathroom.  He had his back to me, so I stood close behind him and ground my crotch into his very smooth, round bum.  I felt a hand reach back to seek out my erection.

He eased me under the jet of water from the shower, then picked up a bottle of gel and squeezed a generous glob into a hand, rubbed both hands together and started rubbing it over me, starting with my buttocks and slowly working round to the front and working it into my shaft and balls.  I lifted a foot to rest it on a low shelf to give him more room, hoping he’d work his way further back and tease my anus.  I wasn’t disappointed.

Before long he was massaging the gel into around my hole, teasing gently and allowing a finger to tease and ever so gradually penetrate. It was all making my own cock get even harder.

I desperately wanted to play with his pulsating cock, I could see it but because of the angles we were both at, and my slightly precarious balancing act with a foot on that shelf, I was denied the chance.  But I was thoroughly enjoying the attention his hands were paying to my nether regions.

After a couple of minutes of sheer pleasure, he pulled the shower head off the wall, and told me to turn round a couple of times, it was time to rinse off. Once all the soap was off me, I took the shower and sprayed it over him, which gave me a sneaky chance to grasp his erection, which looked glorious with the skin all the way back and his head glistening with moisture.

Once we were both clear of suds, the shower was turned off, we didn’t even bother with drying off, he grabbed my penis and used it to pull me towards the bedroom, which was only a few paces distance.

He turned when we were beside the bed and reached behind my head and pulled me into what became a very passionate and erotic kiss.  His lips were soft, and his tongue pushed firmly into my mouth.  An unusual pleasure but I was so turned on, I let myself go with the moment, reaching down to stroke his member with one hand, and cup his balls with the other.
Pulling away again, he sat down on the bed and pulled my hips towards him to guide, for the first time, my penis into his mouth and he sucked very gently and slowly.  I felt the pleasurable rise of blood pressure rising through my whole body.
The sucking became more intense and again I felt a hand reaching back between my legs, so I eased my feet further apart to let a finger reach my hole again.  Between his tongue and his fingers, I wasn’t sure I wouldn’t shoot my load at any moment. I needed a break!

I eased away and asked him to lie down, “With pleasure” he said.  He plumped up a pillow so he could watch, and lay down in the middle of the bed, I crawled on all fours to join him and fell onto his cock taking it as deeply as I could into my mouth, then pulled back so that it was just his smooth head between my lips and I could tease the eye with the tip of my tongue.

While sucking, I looked up at him to make eye contact, he kind of gestured with a tilt of his head and reached for my hips, he wanted me in a slightly different position and I was happy to oblige.  Keeping my lips clamped on his cock, I swivelled myself round and eased a leg over his body so that I was over him with a knee either side of his head.  His hands on my bum, he pushed me a little further and pulled my cheeks apart, and I loved the feeling that he was gazing at my hole.  I felt heat there as he leaned his head forward and I instantly froze when his tongue touched and began to probe me. It had been a pleasant surprise, and it was hard to concentrate on sucking him while he rimmed me.

It felt like way to soon, but he adjusted his position, and we readjusted ourselves to lie head to toe and face to face for a mutual sucking session.  I do enjoy a gay 69.

I really wanted to repay the favour, so after a few minutes of enjoyable sucking, I got up and asked him  to lie on his front, positioned myself between his legs and lay down to ease his cheeks apart and bury my own tongue between them to lick in and around his hole.  I much prefer to be rimmed but when I’m that turned on, I want everything!  It was gratifying to hear a few moans of enjoyment as my tongue worked its way around his hole.

“I’m going to come” he said as he quickly sat up to a kneeling position and turned to face me.  I too got to a kneeling position, and we were face-to-face, the tips of our cocks just touching. “Would you like me to fuck you?”
“Yes!” I replied instantly, “but please be gentle, it’s been a while, and I’ve never had anyone quite as big as you”

He promised to take it slow as he reached for a bottle of lube from the bedside table.  I held out my hand for him to squeeze a little into my palm and reached down to rub it into the head of his penis. I felt it get a little harder under my touch. I turned round onto all fours, with my rear facing him and my legs spread a little to give him the access I was so eager for him to have.

I heard the lube bottle being squeezed again and then felt the cool sensation as a generous amount was rubbed into my anus.  It started with a finger, which eased in and out rhythmically, alternately pushing in and rubbing around my ring then I had two fingers gently probing me. I felt his weight shifting as he positioned himself, “Are you sure you’re OK without a condom?” I hadn’t even thought about until that moment, but I was turned on enough to take the risk, I wanted him now and told him.

He started by rubbing the tip of his cock up and down my crack, over my arse hole and back again. It felt amazing. Then his cock was still against my opening and after a couple of seconds, I felt the pressure build, my muscles relaxed, and he was in.  He started with a few slow and shallow thrusts before very slowly pushing all the way in, then back, almost pulling out completely but I heard another squirt of lube which he squeezed onto the length of shaft that wasn’t inside me then pushed in again, It pushed into me as smooth as silk and there was no pain at all, just intense pleasure. “Is this OK?” he asked, in answer, I pushed back against him, “I’ll take that as a yes!”

I had to control myself a few times because after a few deep and slow thrusts I really felt as though I was going to come, especially when he pushed in deep, held it and reached round to grip my swelling cock firmly. I reacted by tensing my muscles involuntarily tightening my ring around his cock. “Hmmm” I heard him moan as he released his grip and returned to gently pushing in and out. 

I don’t know how long that lasted but I was half glad when he pulled out and asked me to turn over.  I instinctively knew what he wanted and lay down with my waist just over the edge of the bed as he knelt on the floor, the bed was a bit high so he reached for a scatter cushion from a nearby chair, put that under his knees and pulled my legs up onto his shoulders as he gently adjusted both of our positions and, after applying a little more lube, eased himself back into me, I had to wiggle my hips a bit and reached down to guide his now very hard cock to its target.
The sensation was a little different, possibly even  better, I could see his face and his reaction to enjoying my body and he clearly enjoyed me enjoying his.

The other reason I liked this position was that I could now reach my own cock, and started to rub but he mock-angrily patted my hand away and replaced it with his own, not wanking me but just squeezing tightly, then releasing his grip and tightening again in time with the rhythm of his cock pushing in and out of me. That was a new and very pleasant sensation. 

By this time, I was bathed in sweat and gasping with the pleasure of it, I was right on the edge but didn’t want to come yet and I could tell from his breathing and change of pace that he was close too. After a few more strokes, he confessed that he was close to coming and asked if I wanted him to come inside me.  The last time I’d been fucked bareback I had asked the guy to pull out and had instantly regretted it so, as hard as it was to speak, I managed to gas that I wanted him to come inside me.  His hand left my cock and he held onto my legs and began to pump harder and faster, this was the first time it began to hurt just a little but in a strangely pleasurable way, I felt his cock expand a little and suddenly his thrusts transformed into a spasm, with three hard thrusts I felt a warm sensation as his come was released, I was pumping my hips up and down to arse-wank him to completion.  Then we were both still, I felt his still twitching cock begin to shrink, and though I wanted him to stay there, my own muscles contracted to ease him out. He fell forward over me with his arms either side of my body and he kissed me again, “That was really amazing, but now you need to finish too”.  He slid down to my now aching cock, opened his mouth and devoured my exposed head, then used a hand to masturbate me furiously.  Then the last straw, the sneaky swine! With his mouth working my head, a hand rubbing up and down my shaft, I felt his other hand works its way under me to my still very wet and lubed up anus and his finger pushed back into my now quite sensitive hole.  That was it, my hips bucked up and down, making it feel as though I was being fucked again by the finger, as I pumped my come into his mouth, it was an orgasm that consumed my whole body, even my fingertips tingled, and it felt as though I would never stop.  To this day I think it was probably the longest and most intense orgasm I’ve ever had.

He kept sucking until I had to ask him to stop, the sensation was just too much, and I needed to catch my breath.  So reluctantly he pulled away and threw himself onto the bed beside me. “I hope that was, OK?” he asked, as he stroked my now shrinking cock, sending little aftershocks through my whole being.

We lay still for a few minutes just to regain some strength before we made our way back to the shower to clean up. We washed each other down with a bit of mutual teasing but neither of us could muster another hard on for a while.

Once we were both dry, and he donned a dressing gown while I collected my clothes from the landing where I had dropped them outside the bathroom we agreed that we would meet again when we could both make it.

As I left his home with another kiss and a, ‘Thanks for having me’, I really was grateful. I whispered in his ear, “Next time, you’re coming in my mouth”.

“I can’t wait!”
I drove home in a very good mood.  A couple of weeks later my phone pinged with a text.

ARE YOU FREE TOMORROW AFTERNOON?

I CAN BE 

That though, is another story!