This is the story of my first encounter with a man. Everything is just the way I remember it.
I was 23 years old and had been in the Air Force for 4 years, with 2 years to go. After flying Air Rescue helicopters during the end of the Vietnam war I was assigned to the Fire Dept. when I came back to the States. This job gave me a lot of time off and naturally I became restless. I was going to the gym about five times a week, playing basketball and just hanging out.
An older sargent(I guess 35 is older to someone my age) from the hospital kept showing up late in the afternoon and gave me a real good work out on the court playing one on one. For a couple of weeks this is how it goes, an hour of hard basketball and then me going back to the barracks for a shower. One day Bob says that we should get together on the upcoming Friday after our game and have a few beers. I'm always up for a couple of frosty ones after a hard workout so I told him sure I'd love that, where should we meet? Bob says we can leave the gym right after our game and go to his place off base and get cleaned up there then decide what to do. This sounded great to me, many of my friends and I did just that all of the time.
That next Friday Bob and I had a fantastic work out, playing each other harder then ever. Even though Bob and I were about the same height he out weighed me by about 15 pounds. We were both slim and hard athletes working to keep that way and enjoying our physical abilities. At 5 pm we both agreed that we had enough and should head out. I followed Bob to his house, an older, clean bungalow in a nice area. When we got inside he said that there was beer in the fridge and I should grab him one while he jumped in the shower first. I went to the kitchen, grabbed 2 brews, opened them and looked around the house as I headed back towards the bathroom where I could hear water running. I had been around gyms and dorms my whole life and did not think twice about knocking on the open door and walking into the bathroom at the same time, holding one beer out while taking a swig from mine. "Here's your beer Bob", I said while I looked around the bathroom. This was not your typical john, it looked as though a bedroom size room had been converted into a large spa. There was a giant tile tub in the corner that I was sure could hold 4 people at once. Next to the tub was a counter with 2 sinks. Behind both of the tub and the sinks was a giant mirror from ceiling to counter and corner to corner. Then I noticed the other wall across the room was also covered by a giant mirror, giving the whole room the feel of going on forever.
Straight ahead of me was the shower, also made of tile and at least 8 feet across, with no curtain or door and 2 shower heads. It looked just like a dorm shower. Bob, already in the shower, turns to me and says," Hey, put those down and come on in, the water is fine".
I had spent 2 years in Thailand and had seen many things to that point in life. On Christmas eve the year before I had been taken to a place in Bangkok where I witnessed 2 girls and a huge dildo, 2 men and a very young girl, 2 men and a young boy, you name it and I saw it. But I never thought about being turned on for sex accept with girls and women. All of that went out the window when I looked at Bob. Here was this "David" like man, wet, soapy, with the most beautiful hard cock I have ever even dreamed could be real. I stood there and stared, my mouth open. His shaft was not all that much longer than mine, maybe 7 and a half inches, but it was aleast half again as around with a massive purple head.
Bob smiled and said, "I thought so." Still smiling he rinsed himself off, making sure his cock is pointing at me the whole time. Many things kept going through my mind. Turn and leave did not stay there long. Fall to my knees and take his cock into my mouth was one of the strongest thoughts of all. I put the beers on the counter, I took my clothes off quickly and stepped into the shower. I was not thinking about getting clean, I was thinking about that cock.
Bob stepped back a little and handed me the bar of soap. "Wash my body", he said. I got the soap wetter and started to rub it on his chest. Reaching behind him I took the wash cloth off the ring, soaped it up and continued to wash him.I spent along time washing him. He slowly turned around so I could run the soapy wash cloth across his back and work it down between his ass cheeks. He spread his legs slightly and bent forward with his hands against the shower wall. I got to my knees and washed his ass and inner thighs. Finally I reached around and took his cock into my soapy hand, stroking it lightly, feeling it get even bigger than it was. I slipped my hand down further under his balls, cupping them, washing them, wanting them in my mouth. Bob finally pushed my hand lightly away and told me to get very clean. With that he rinsed, took a towel and walked out of the shower. I cleaned myself like I had never done before, not knowing what would happen next.
It didn't take me long to get rinsed off and step out into the bathroom. Bob was by the wall where I first came in. He had put on a pair of leather pants that fit him so tightly you could see his cock pushing out against them. "Do you understand what is going to happen?"he asks me. "I think you are going to fuck me", I replied. "Yes, I will get around to that later tonight, but first I am going to get you ready. Now get down on your hands and knees so I can clean you out." This was so very unreal to me. My head was spinning and my knees were weak. But most of all, my cock was as hard as a steel light pole. I relized that I was standing in front of a man, naked, with a huge hard-on. I almost came right then. "Just to warn you, if you come with out my permission, you will have to leave and not come back", Bob said, like he was reading my mind.
I slowly got down on my knees and looked up at him. He was holding a 4 inch long dildo with a hose coming out of it and going to a rubber hot water bottle hanging over the toilet. I could easily see that the bottle was full because the sides were bulging out. I put my hands down onto the tile and lowered my head down to the floor so my ass was sticking up into the air. Impossible as it should have been, my cock got even harder. Bob got down next to me and put his hand on my back. He whispered into my ear, " I knew the first moment I saw you that one day I would make you my slave. I will only punish you by making you leave. I will reward you by letting suck my cock and lick my balls. When I let you, you can come. Now I am going to greese up this dildo and slip it into you ass. Have you ever had anything stuck in your ass?" I told him about the girlfriend who liked to finger fuck me when she gave me blow jobs and about the time she fucked me with her vibrater. "Did I like it?" he asks quietly. "Oh, yes", I said.
Right then his hand slides down my back and his finger slips into my asshole with out a problem. He takes it out and I feel a warm liquid running down the crack of my ass and smell baby oil. Bob begins to work his hand around my asshole again, this time slipping his finger in and out slowly, going deeper each time. I can't believe it, but soon I am raising my whole butt up in antisipation of his finger. After a few moments of this he starts to use 2 fingers. The first time he goes very slowly, stretching me more, and hurting me slightly. The second time he pushes both in harder and deeper and I push me butt up to meet them. I sigh. Each time his fingers push in a little faster and a little deeper.
Bob stops. He stokes his hand up and down the crack of my ass for awhile, almost touching my nuts. Then suddenly the dildo is in me. It strecthes my out and burns as it is pushed all the way in at once. I try to flatten myself down on the floor trying to get away from the invasion but Bob has wrapped his hand that was stoking me around the base of my balls and pulled up. Bob chuckles low in his throat and tightens his grip on my balls and pulls up alittle harder. He slowly draws the dildo out and plays it quickly in and out only an inch. After a few moments of this he increase the depth, keeping up the pace he thrusts the dildo deeper and deeper, until he is fucking me with abandon. During this time his grip aroud my nut sack is getting harder. Suddenly he stops with the dildo barried deep in my ass. I am panting, sweating, and my cock is so engorged I could drive nails with it.
"Calm down for a moment, relax, and we wil continue in a moment," Bob whispers into my ear. He releases my balls. The dildo seems to have a life of it's own. I can't beleive what I am feeling. Maybe Bob's intrution of my asshole has done something I don't undersatand, because I am sure that his toy is moving somehow. "Do not worry Bill, that is me putting air into the rings at the base of the dildo. They will grow, one inside and one outside your asshole." Bob is still speaking softly into my ear. "They will keep the dildo inside of you until I let the air out, no matter how much water I put inside of you. This means you will have to keep it inside you until I tell you to let it out. Am I clear?" "Yes", I sigh. The movement becomes pressure, then a slight strtching. Bob tugs at the hose to make sure it is set, reaches up to the water bottle and turns the valve.
I can hear the water gurgle, then feel the warmth of it flow into me. I have never had an enama before, but this doesn't seem to bad. As I kneel there I again ponder my position, naked, ass in the air with a dildo clamped inside my ass, being filled with warm water. Never in my life had I ever dreamed this could happen to me. I was glad it was and hoping I would pass Bob's tests and remain for whatever he had in mind. During my reflection the water continued to flow, and I was starting to notice the full feeling starting to grow. It did not take long before it became something I was starting to be concerned about. Still it continued to fill me. I turned my head to try and look at the bottle, but Bob firmly took my head and told me, "I will put as much water into as I want. I will fill you up, make you drain it, then fill you again, but with more." I was realy starting to feel the pressure building inside of me.
Bob moved around in front of me and sat down so his crotch was inches in front of my face. He spread his legs, one on each side of me and took my head, guiding it down until my lips touched that fabulous leather clad cock. I took a deep breath and smelled the oder of sex. I almost came at that instant, but was barely able to stop myself. Bob reached down and slipped the zipper down on each side of his pants. He pushed the front down exposing his rigid phallus, it's purple head within reach of my lips. "Yes, you can lick it and suck it. Take it down your throat and make me come." Bob had an edge in his voice, "After I come, I will last longer when I fuck your ass later." I opened my lips and tasted my first cock. I savored the moment. I held it's head just with-in my lips and let the flavor saturate my mouth. I opened my mouth wider and took more of his cock into my mouth. Having received many blow jobs over the years and having insisted on having my cock taken whole down the throat of of the lucky lady who I was with, I now understood how hard these pretty young things had to work to get my piece all the way into their mouths. It must of been how worked up I was or I turned out to be a natural, because it did not take me long to deep throat this horse. I almost forgot what was happening behind me,my ass filling up with water, when Bob reminded me by saying," I am very proud of you. I did not think you could take a whole half gallon of water the first time. Now we can consintrate on this." With that he pulled his cock out of my mouth. I whimpered and begged." please let me suck your cock. I will do anything to suck it." Bob laughed that deep throaty grunt, reached behind me and disconnected the hose from the dildo,he put his hand back onto my back and began to spank my bottom lightly. "Have you ever had your ass spanked before?" I shook my head, still with it almost on the floor and my ass sticking up. " I said I wouldn't punish you, but I do enjoy the sound of leather smacking flesh. He stood up and walked over where my pants lay, slipped the leather belt out of the loops, returned to me and stood over me while he peeled his pants off. When they were off he reached down and stuffed the crotch area off those leather pants into my mouth.
"How many do you think you can handle?" I could not guess how many. If I guessed low he might give me more, if I picked high he just may give them to me. "Ten," I mumbled, knowing he could not understand me. "Good, twenty five is what it will be. And if you move I'll start over. Now fear ran through me. How would I react? Bob reached down and wrapped his hand around my balls again, but this time pulled only far enough to put a strap around the base of my cock and snapped it tight. Then he put another one around the base of my balls, stretching them away from my cock. "That should keep you from coming" Without notice Bob brought my belt down across my ass striking both cheeks at the same time and bringing me to full attention. Again Bob whipped my ass. Again. They came fast and hard. I lost count, he could have layed that belt to my ass fifty times for all I know. When he was finished Bob lifted me up by the arm and took me over to the giant miirror and turned me around so I could see the red welts that crossed my ass. There I stood, giant hard on trussed up like a doomed chicken, ass redder than my embaressed face, and a dildo peeking out between my cheeks. Bob turned me toward him and hugged me, rocking me slightly and saying," You have done well so far, I am very proud. I can tell by the size of your cock that you are enjoying this." He reached up and wiped the tears from my eyes, pulled the pants from my mouth, them kissed me hard, driving his tounge into my mouth and almost down my throat. Bob reached down and stroked my cock with one hand and reached around with his other hand and started to move the dildo around. I almost passed out. Bob stops, steps back and reaches out with both hands and grips my nipples between his finger tips and twists. "Are you ready to drink my come?" Again I was within seconds of coming,and Bob must of sensed that because he let go and said, "Get on your knees and suck my cock."
I was happy to do just that. Even thought bending over made me aware of my bulging abdomen and the dildo shoved up my ass, I dropped to my knees and took his whole cock straight into my mouth. I licked and sucked for all I was worth, working at it so hard I did not realize that my drool was dripping off Bob's balls. Bob let me make a fool of myself for awhile and seemed to enjoy it. He started rocking his hips and making little jab motions with his cock. I looked up once and saw him smiling down at me. I was so full of pride that I was making Bob happy. After about fifteen minutes Bob reached down and put his hands on each side of my head, holding my head in place and started to earnistly fuck my mouth. He drove his cock deep into my throat, faster with each stroke, fucking me faster and faster. His thrust would go deep enough that his balls would almost pop into my mouth. I did not have a chance to suck any more, I was just a cunt, being fucked hard. He drove deep one last time and held my face tight up against his belly while his dick spasmed within my mouth, jumping at it's own rythm while it pumped huge globs of come down my throat. I did not even have a chance to swallow becauce his cock pumped it's load so deep. He moaned loudly and started to draw out, leaving the head of his cock just inside my mouth and let three or four spasms spurt his loaed onto my tounge.
Stepping back Bob said, "Turn around and bend over." I did and he released the air from the dildo. I was concerned that I would loose my grip on it and it would slip out of my ass and letting Bob down, but I held it, in spite of the waves of cramps that started to hit me. "Go to the bathroom to the left and drain yourself." I did that, finding a small closet like toilet area with tile covering floor, walls and ceiling. The dildo slid out just as I sat on the toilet. I was able to grab it, pulling it out of the way just in time to miss it with the torent of waste that came out of me. When I finished Bob was at the door, "Stand up and turn around." I did as I was told. Bob took a large hose off of a hook, turned on the fawcett attached to it, adjusted the water to warm and shoved the hose up my as at least a foot. I let out a scream, but kept my place as the water continued to pour into me. Bob's intentions were not to keep this from staying in me. There was no way I could hold this amount of water. It did not take long for it to come gushing out and all over the floor. It ran and ran. Bob was standing outside clear of the mess. I stayed bent over listening to the water splatter on the floor. Finally Bob leaned in and turned the water off, slowly pulled the hose out, and told me to clean up myself and the bathroom.
I found everything I needed for both and did a great job, hoping to please Bob. When I finished I dried and returned to the original bathroom. I found a note from Bob that instructed me to clean up the mess in there then come to the bebroom. I finished quickly and found Bob in a tidy bedroom with a giant four poster bed in the middle of it. Bob was standing next to the bed with a towel and a tube of baby oil. "I am tired but I still intend to fuck you tonight. After we are done do not worry I will make sure you are awake in time to make it to work." He instructed me to lay on my back on the edge of the bed and draw my legs up to my chest. " Do not touch your cock or come until I tell you to. Do you understand?" I shook my head up and down while I climbed onto the bed and turned to lie on my back. I reached down and pulled my knees up, spreading my legs as for as I could. Bob stepped forward, slid the towel under my ass, and put the baby oil up to my asshole and squeezed the bottle. Baby oil was injected into my butt and oozed out. Spreading some oil on his once again rock hard cock, so it glistened, he stepped up to me and slid the whole thing into my ass in one fluid motion. The head spread me out then plopped in, followed by the rest of that beautiful beef bayonet. The burning was very intense, the pleasure even greater.
With him burried deep in me, Bob wiped the oil off his hands on the towel, released the straps around my stone cock and balls, reached up and started twisting and pinching my nipples again. This seemed to be his signal to start fucking me in earnest. He would pull all the way out then slip it in to the hilt. As was his style he would increase the tempo with every few strokes. His grip on my nipples inreased then stopped, along with his fucking. Bob reached out and retrieved two wood spring clothes pins from where I don't know. He opened them up and placed one onto each of my nipple tips. The shock was very intense and seemed to go write down to the base of my balls. Bob smiled. He then started fucking me again. Drawing out his cock and slamming it back into me. He seemed like he could go on forever. Every thrust sent waves over pleasure throughout my body. He shifted slightly and his aim now was directed at my postrate, pounding at it with his giant meat hammer. I lost all track of time. At least an hour went by. " You may stoke your cock now." he said just as he reached down and pinched my already screaming nipples between the cloths pin tips. I grabbed my cock and stoked only a few times before coming like never before. My last memory that night was having gobs of my own jisem splatter on my face and me sobbing with joy.
Of course that was hard to remember the next morning for a while, since I woke up on my belly with Bob's cock fucking me from behind. That was an incredible alarm clock.
Thank you for reading this. After twenty years, the exact words are difficult to remember, but what took place that night I will never forget. All of my fantasies are wrapped around that moment. They may vary, more intense spanking sometimes with me being tied up, or more nipple play, or more sucking.