The normal disclaimers apply. My first time writing, and it will comprise a series of true stories for now, with names changed to protect the not-so-innocent. Comments, critique and suggestions welcome. And btw, I am from South Africa and the places mentioned in this story are all in the Eastern Cape, with Johannesburg being in Gauteng. ENJOY! (c) vinnykid 2004.
MEETING DONNIE
Chapter 1 Gay Encounters
I was finally out on the open road driving to meet up with Donnie for what I would later describe as the best fuck in 12 years. So good it was that a month after our first encounter, I had Donnie flown to my place for a long weekend of passionate lovemaking.
Donnie and I met on-line in November 1999, but it would only be November 2000 that our schedules allowed for us to be in the same vicinity at the same time. I couldn't believe my luck when I went through old mail prior to attending to a work function in Grahamstown when I came across his first e-mail of 1999. Excitedly I mailed him and was relieved when I got a response. Not only was it confirmation that his e-mail still existed, but it was Donnie responding that we could meet. And so the journey began...
I was 28 then, had short shaven brown hair, hazel eyes, and a somewhat smoothly toned body, a result of months of struggling to get back into shape. Donnie described himself as slim, 24, brown hair, dark eyes and good in bed. I later told him that the picture he sent did him no justice, as he looked far better in person.
Anyway, the midweek had finally approached for my colleague and I to fly to Port Elizabeth, spending the night and attending to meetings for two days prior to hosting a function for our stakeholders in Grahamstown. Though tempted to check out the local scene I preserved my energy and would call Donnie at night to touch base. He had as busy a schedule and while working as an auditor by day he was studying by night.
Finally Saturday came and we hosted our function, which, luckily for me, was an afternoon event. Despite it being somewhat cloudy, the gods must have smiled upon me as our function ended relatively early and I hit the road to East London - the longest bloody two hours of my life.
I had pre-booked a hotel and thanks to my loyalty card booked got a nice suite for half the price of a normal room. Donnie checked in regularly on my progress while on the road and when he learned that I had since arrived started making his way over to meet me. Coming up to my bedroom our introduction remained civil, though the sexual energy was immediate. We sure as hell were sizing each other...
I think it was mere a way of escape that we both agreed to check out one of the restaurants for dinner.
All through out we spoke and learned a little more of the other -- nonsexual that is. I looked at Donnie and when I saw his somewhat effeminate gestures when he spoke I couldn't help but be slightly disappointed, as I loved to bottom. I have my mom to thank for my good manners as I nevertheless invited him back to my room.
It wasn't long after we got to the room that Donnie made himself comfortable on my nice king-sized bed, just stretching out fully clothed in jeans and a knitted t-shirt. Never one to pass a good opportunity when presented one scooted over to him. It wasn't long after that that we were locked in an embrace and making out. He had the softest lips with a nice thick bottom lip.
I stripped Donnie from his jeans and was greeted with a nice white BEAR tanga. It displayed his bulged beautifully. Donnie in turn took off my black trousers and matching black and grey shirt. And it didn't take us long to loose our underwear either. I have always been a sucker for jockey briefs.
Boy was I in for a surprise. Despite the previous display what I perceived to have been effeminate gestures; Donnie took charge in the bedroom. Thank you momma was all that went through my mind!
He sucked me, I sucked him, he licked my balls I licked his. Doing it interchangeably to the other and eventually ending up 69. I thought I had died and gone to heaven. I couldn't believe my luck when I saw the size of his cock. It reminded about school where we were convinced that all skinny guys have big cocks.
Donnie was one of those. My 6 incher looked small compared to his 8. And I thought "Oh fuck", he is going to tear me apart. "Oh fuck" it was, but not because of tearing me apart. Instead it was the most sensual fuck sensation I have ever experienced.
Donnie flipped me onto my back, raised my legs, and lubed my hole with his fingers while inserting them gradually to open me up. No time was wasted though as he rolled a condom and lubed his cock and soon I felt the monster knocking at my door. It hurt, albeit slightly, and I noticed how Donnie with care would apply more pressure pushing in very slowly. It wasn't long after that that he had filled me up completely. He would withdraw and then push back slowly again gradually increasing his pace with each stroke. I thought I had died and gone to heaven when a nice feeling rushed over me. I would later learn that he had fucked me so good, hitting my prostrate with every stroke.
In, out, in, out, in, out. Damn it felt fucking good to be fucked so nicely, so sensually, so hard, so long...by a nice 8-inch cock and the man driving that knew exactly what he was doing. After what seemed like forever, Donnie flipped me over and continued to fuck me doggie style. The more he fucked the better it felt...
Hmmmmmm, yeahhhhhhhhhh, uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, ooooooooooooooooooh, we moved in sync and moaned in harmony. I could feel he was fast approaching to shooting his load. Flipped myself on my back again...and had him fuck me some more...this time he was getting real close and as he pushed in deep and hard I felt his body shiver. However Donnie pulled out of my ass, ripped the condom off and shouted I am cummmmmmmmmmmmingggggggg while shooting his load over me. God it was good! Da best. And nice - very nice...he must shot about six loads on me. I was surprised when he reached for my cock and proceeded to jerk me off to shooting my load as well!
I had thought then that it was the end, but boy was I in for a surprise when we repeated that performance, not just once more but thrice and each time he fucked me with so much passion and energy that I thought I could live with this man forever. His skill was enormous, his endurance the best, and his care he took made me love the way he made love to me all night long.
And each time Donnie would reach over and attempt to make me cum. I told him after the second session that I am fine and don't need to cum, and boy was I surprised when after session three, Donnie got onto my cock, pushed it in his ass and rode me like a pro. All still very sensual. It was the best fucking sensation of my life. He was so tight and made me cum in no time.
We finally drifted off to sleep and when we awoke two hours at the crack of dawn it was time for Donnie to go home. It was the saddest departure...Not only did my ass feel empty, my heart too. Was I falling for him?
We said our goodbyes, I visited another friend in the area, but actually it was all in the hope that maybe, just maybe Donnie would call and say he is UP for another round. However, that was not to happen that day, and I drove home a content man, already thinking of ways to get Donnie to Johannesburg to continue our fuck fest...
Want more? Mail me at vinnykid2000@yahoo.com