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A weekend in DC
A guy who I met while in Wyoming, but never had sex with, emailed that he was coming to DC in a few weeks, and wondered if I would join him for a night. We settled on a date, I would take the train from Philly, he had booked a B&B near DuPont Circle, for the weekend, I could not go until first thing Saturday morning, but that was ok. He had interviews at two government agencies on Friday, and, having never been to DC, wanted to be a tourist on Saturday and Sunday morning. And go to a gay bar or two on Saturday night.
In case you have not been reading these stories, my name is Jason, I am a senior in college in Philly, I am 20, white, 7" cut, bi, 6', 180 lb., and always horny. The guy I was going to meet was 25 or so, white, uncut, and about 6' tall.
I went to his B&B and rang the bell, a guy in a rainbow shirt opened it. "Hi," he said in a most faggoty voice, "Ooou, how can I help you?"
"Just tell me how to get to room of Andrew Janssen."
"Room 21, upstairs to the left, two such hot guys in one room, I get off at 5!"
"Thanks," I responded, "we shall see." He was certainly not my type, when I want a woman, I want a woman, when I want a man, I want a man.
I went up, knocked on the door, Andrew opened it and gave me a hug, he had on boxer briefs and a muscle T, he nuzzled my neck, and moved his mouth around to mine, I kicked the door shut behind me, and we kissed, long and slow, I reached for his cock, and he unzipped my pants and reached for mine. We were both hard already, I used my other hand to reach in the arm hole of his T and ran my hand over his pec, and nipple, which got hard under my fingers, it was like a pencil eraser, and turned me on no end.
"Let's strip," he said, we did, as fast as we could, and lay down on the bed, and continued our kissing and fondling of cocks, and balls, and pecs, and ass. He opened his legs so I could feet his taint and his hole, and I did the same for him to explore.
"Whoa," he finally said, "we need to slow down or I will cum in about 30 seconds."
"Me, too." I replied. "If good sex is a good way to start a good friendship, we are off to a good start. How are you?"
"Fine," he said, "and you?"
"Likewise."
"Let's cool it a minute and plan what we are going to do from now until my time here is up, which is noon tomorrow," Andrew said, "I have to be out of the B&B, and back to Dulles to catch my plane back to Cheyenne."
"What have you been doing since last I saw you?" I asked. He told me he was going to the community college and working on the Cupcake Ranch part time and on weekends, and not having a lot of sex, compared to last summer, and even then, had not ever had a chance to fuck around with me, given our schedules, and, that he had a girlfriend in town who was great in bed, for a woman.
I told him of some of my adventures on the way home from the ranch, and we talked about what we wanted to do as tourists, and gay/bi men, as well as spend some quality time together. As for tourists, we decided on the places on the Mall for the afternoon, and some gay bars in the evening, and some sex right away, and again before supper, and again after the bars. And, again in the morning.
"Time for a shower," I said, "I am a little funky from the subway, the train ride and the Metro." As a typical B&B the shower/bathroom was shared with the next room, it was unoccupied, we stripped and got in. Once we had washed, which took about 2 minutes, I got down on my knees and sucked his cock. It was uncut, much darker than his skin, very small balls pulled up tight, but the cock was about the size of mine, and precum was massive. I'd seen his cock, limp, in the showers at the ranch during the summer, but not taken much notice of it. I had noticed it was uncut, but that was all.
Now, sucking it, at eye level, it was not your normal cock. The head was less differentiated from the shaft than "normal" and the piss slit was underneath the head, not at the end. In fact it was where the other hole is made if a guy has a PA. And the taint was more like a cunt, to look at it, with folds of flesh resembling labia behind his very small balls framing the base of his cock back to his asshole.
"You've discovered my secret," he said. "I was born with some female characteristics down there, and some male, but I was not a true hermaphrodite. I did not have ovaries, or a vagina, but my cock had its piss hole way back just behind my balls, fortunately, the penis did have a urethra for its entire length and the hole way back was sewn up, real tight, when I was a week old, so the piss would keep the urethra open, which it has done for the most part. I had to have it catheterized off and on, if it gets too tight, and then stretched a few times, and now, if I sound it once every two weeks or so, it stays open. And I have a prostate and the other male organs, and my balls, although small, produce sperm and testosterone, so it all works like any other guy, and, as you have found, it gets hard, and, believe me, it feels good. So, suck away, and inspect away, if you like."
"Can you piss standing up, or does it want to just come out straight down and make you piss the front of your pants?"
"I have to angle it up toward my belly, and then it goes where it should," he replied. "My turn, stand up and let me suck on yours."
I did, he did, he was really good at it. "69?" I asked.
"Right on," he said, and we got on the bed, head to groin, and went at it. He started to work on my taint, and I on his. Then he was at my hole with a long talented tongue, and I was at his, returning the favor. I love being rimmed, and this was no exception. His hole tasted like soap, if it tasted like anything at all. He had me moaning, involuntarily.
"I need to stop, or I will cum, hands free," I said. "Time to fuck?"
"Yes," he said, "I thought you would never ask. Top me?"
"Sure," and I suited up, lubed up, lubed his hole, and took the Missionary position. He stuffed a pillow under his ass and presented his hole.
"Fuck me," he demanded, "put your big cock in and fuck me." I did. He was playing with his cock with one hand and his nips with the other. After only a couple of minutes he said, "Don't stop, I am going to cum," and he did, lots of cum all over his chest and belly. "Hold it for a minute, stay in, and then I want you to fuck me some more." When he came his cum shot all over my chest and pubes, firing straight up at me. I took some of the cum on my fingers and tasted it, and then put some of his cum in his mouth.
"Ok, now, fuck me," he commanded, and I did. We fucked a little longer this time and he came again. And there was plenty of it, all over my chest and belly and pubes.
And, after a brief rest, with my cock still up his ass, we fucked some more, and a little longer yet, he came again, less cum this time, but still on my chest, belly, and pubes. By this time I was really pent up.
"Can you cum in my mouth if I suck you off?" Andy asked.
"Probably, if I play with my nips and you put a finger up my ass, and press on my prostate, I will cum."
He did, I did, and I came all over his chest, face, belly and finally some last dribbles on his pubes.
We rested for about 10 minutes and then went out to see the sights. We went to JR's for a light supper, wandered around the area, and ended up at Trade, where being fresh meat, and young, we both attracted several interested guys, and, had we not been together, we would have each found a good guy to go home with. We got increasingly horny, surrounded by lots of other hot guys, and went back to the B&B to fuck. This time he fucked me. He came twice, never leaving my ass, I came once, when he came the 2nd time. It really felt good.
We woke up in the middle of the night, both hard again, we did a mutual jerk off, went back to sleep, and woke up at 6 am, hard again, and this time took more time and 69'd, we both came again, and then went out for breakfast, and a few tourist attractions. At 11 we went back to the B&B, I fucked him doggie, he came, I came but had to JO myself with his fingers up my ass, and it was really hard to get off, but I did it, he licked up my cum, what there was of it, we packed up, and checked out. He headed back to Dulles and I headed to Union Station, from a most satisfying weekend.
Just what I liked, good, no strings, sex.