Dalliances: Part Deux
By Michael Curtis
Ever just crave sex? I walked off the ship, down the pier and headed for the trolley. I knew of a place in down town San Diego where I was certain I would find sex. The YMCA. Just knew it was there.
I went to the front desk and asked for a room, having no idea what was required or how much it cost. I was hoping it wasn't to much as I still needed to buy something to drink. Fortunately it fit my budget. I got my key and headed back out the main door. I walked fast down the sidewalk and made my purchase at the corner liquor store. I was nervous and I needed something to loosen me up a bit. I was feeling anxious and not a little guilty...
Ah! But the sexual energy, the excitement I was feeling had my cock in a state of semi-hardness, drooling onto my thigh. With my brown paper bag I walked quickly past the front desk attendant and to the elevator, not caring that a wet spot was forming on my Levi's.
As the elevator door opened to my floor I noticed there wasn't a whole lot of lighting. It was quiet and eerie as I made my way to my room. Once there I cracked open the bottle and took a long pull. I laid down on the bed and thought about what I would do next.
The first idea I came up with was to go take a shower. Perhaps something would happen down there. It's funny because I really didn't know what "something" was. Just that it would be sex... It would be sucking... maybe even fucking if I was comfortable.
The second idea, and the one I ultimately used was to simply crack open my door and hope someone interesting would knock. So with the door ajar I laid back on the bed, my shirt unbuttoned down to my waist, sipping whiskey and waiting for "something". It didn't take long...
When he looked inside my room I think he knew immediately I was there for the taking. He looked solid, a bit shorter than I. All in all, pretty normal. Without a word he crossed the floor over to the bed and reached out his hand to my chest. He then moved it slowly down my stomach and my cock began to respond, pulsating and expanding against the tight denim. I closed my eyes and put my arms back. I wanted him to know he was in control. I was horny but I wasn't completely comfortable with men. This was only my second time...
He sensed my submissive disposition and instead of opening my fly and pulling out my cock he pulled out his. And there it was, much thicker than the first hard cock I'd seen up close. It looked very similar to mine actually. He gracefully pulled off his jeans and underwear and straddled my chest, his cock waving in my face. If it could talk it would have said, "Suck me".
I opened my mouth and took it in, flicking my tongue around the head. I sucked that cock with a lot more enthusiasm than my first one and was feeling almost proud of myself. My hands were holding the sides of his ass as he gently thrust his pelvis back and forth. I pulled his cock out of my mouth, grabbed the base of it and slowly squeezed upwards towards the head, trying to draw some pre-cum like one trying to get the last of the toothpaste. Out came a shiney drop and I tasted it to see if it tasted like mine.
He groaned when he saw this and for a brief panicked moment I thought was going to come all over my face. Instead he quickly pulled my Levi's off and then stared down at my cock and the pool of wetness on my thigh.
I was anticipating a blow job, but instead he lifted my legs into the air, pushing my knees back to my chest. He then ran his finger through the puddle of pre-cum on my thigh and then began caressing circles on my asshole. I wanted to enjoy this but I knew he was just lubbing me up for his cock. I wasn't ready for that yet. I should have said something but I didn't as I watched him position that thick cock at my opening.
His first attempt was a thrust, not a push or a nudge and it hurt like hell. He looked into my eyes as if to say, 'Here I come again.' and that's when I stopped him, my hands on his chest.
"You're too big to go that fast", I whispered as I couldn't seem to find my normal voice.
"I need to fuck you", was all he said before spitting into his palm and stroking his cock. He did this three or four times before guiding the head back to my asshole. I closed my eyes expecting the worst, thinking that I was going to have to defend myself if this guy didn't play nice. But I was pleasantly surprised as he gently slid the head of his cock in and out. The sensation was incredible and my own cock began to swell again.
"Do you mind if I get on top of you?", I asked him, my eyes still closed, afraid to look directly at him. I wanted to control the amount of penetration because I didn't think he could keep things at this pace for long.
"Sure", he said rolling over on his back.
I straddle him while grabbing his cock and guiding the head to my ass. I realized it could use a bit more lubrication so I slid down and sucked on it again, slobbering all over it, my heart racing. Back on top of him he held his cock straight up and I felt it touch my ass. Ever so slowly I pushed down. Ever so slowly my ass expanded and after a minute (really, who knows how long?) I had him buried up my ass. Instead of raising myself up and down I began to grind on his cock, all the while stroking my own. I sensed how close I was to coming and knew if I kept going I'd shoot my load but for some reason I just didn't care. My cum shot out of my cock and landed on his neck and chest. I guess during my orgasm he began thrusting upwards and saw the green light to let the real fucking begin.
Having spent myself I sat on top of him, reacting to his thrusts like a limp noodle. Without losing our connection he rolled me onto my back, pushed my legs back to my chest and began pounding his cock into my ass. I was absolutely lost in pleasure. I could feel nothing but my insides being pumped and stroked. He must have been touching my prostrate because the my cock was rock hard. I wanted to jack off again but I had to hold onto his arms to withstand the force of his thrusts.
He came with a fury. He tried to pull out but I felt a few bursts of cum inside before I felt the rest of it coat my cock and balls. I reached down with both hands and rubbed it into my cock. He sat back and watch as I used his come to jack off. I came hard once again as he watched.
When things had calmed down he slowly got up and began putting on his clothes. He didn't say good bye, thank you...anything. He just left. I lay there covered in my own cum, feeling his leak out of my ass, physically satisified, yet mentally disturbed. I had just had the most intense sex in my life with a man.