...I lead you back over to the bed, kiss you lightly and tell that I want you to fuck me. You smile, kiss me back and take control. In a firm sexy voice you order me to "assume the position sweetie". I climb on the bed and get on my hands and knees. You climb on behind me and spread my ass cheeks. You kiss each cheek and blow on my pussy; I'm starting to get excited. I know I am Ronnie's girl and I love it.
Part 3: "Having your baby"
I feel your tongue sweeping up and down my ass crack; lightly at first and then with more contact and more saliva. You apply extra pressure as you pass by my rosebud, my pussy, the passage to my intimate sexual core as a gay man. Finally you retreat back to my pussy and rolling your tongue into fleshy dildo, you penetrate my hole. I moan and squirm as the tickling pleasure reaches a new level. You restrain me by gripping both sides of my ass, gently, but purposefully. My passion is rising, but I feel comfortable knowing that I am submitting to Ronnie and he will take good care of me.
Finally, Ronnie backs off and applies gel to his middle finger and gently probes my pussy; pushing and twisting, stretching my hole. It will not take too much effort to stretch my pussy for a proper fucking, because I used a butt plug most of last week to prepare myself for the occasion. Ronnie searches for my prostate, finding man's great treasure just where it is suppose to be. If gay intercourse is "unnatural", then why did God put the prostrate where he did? Where a man's lover could stroke it with his cock as he fucked your love canal; where submitting to another man means submitting to pleasure. A woman's pussy doubles as a waste removal channel, so does a man's pussy. Don't let it freak you out, embrace it and enjoy the pleasure it offers. You're gay, you don't have to start a parade, just be yourself and enjoy who you are. He flicks across my happy button a few times and then massages it with more pressure and purpose. I moan and start gushing pre-cum. Sensing a relaxed pussy, Ronnie skips ahead to three fingers and quickly concludes the stretching exercise. He pulls his fingers out and applies a generous amount of gel to his cock. A cock I have memorized as I sucked it and manipulated it late into the night on Saturday. A six inch beauty, not too thick and with only a hint of a curve; how I love that cock, it's perfect.
Removing his fingers, he scoots forward on the bed and I feel his cock head nudging at my hole. I tense at first and then I relax and push out to allow his entry. This is a moment I have waited these last few months for, the moment when Ronnie takes me as his girl. There is no doubt; this is what I want with every fiber of my being. His cock slowly enters my love canal and the crown pushes past the ring of my sphincter. At this point my pussy sucks Ronnie's cock into its tight and welcoming chamber; he sinks down until I feel his pubes resting on my ass. There is some burning and a stinging sensation, but mostly I feel full and loved. Ronnie and I are together, one with each other. We savor the moment, motionless, and then he reaches around and slowly fondles my smooth, hairless balls and strokes my deflated cock back to life. Ronnie leans forward and licks and kisses my back as he continues to stroke my cock. I am almost giddy on a psychological high knowing that I am being fucked by another man. If you haven't been fucked by another man you are missing out on one of the great joys of being gay. Don't wait any longer, beg a gay friend to take your cherry ass and make it his for a night; believe me you won't have to beg too hard.
Slowly Ronnie's ass moves and he starts to pull out and then he pushes back in, ball deep; we have begun the age old dance, the rhythm of intercourse. Ronnie is fucking my pussy with passion and tenderness as we serenade each other with guttural moans and contented cooing. Occasionally he strokes my cock and whispers endearments in my ear. I feel his cock rubbing across my love button on some of its piston like trips in and out of my tight love canal. The prostate stimulation keeps my cock inflated and happy. How can you not love being gay when a caring, beautiful man has mounted you and is fucking your ass? On an outward stroke Ronnie pulls all the way out and tells me to turn over on my back.
I quickly roll over and then reach up and to my left grabbing a pillow. I lift my ass as I swing the pillow down and under my once, long ago, bubble butt. I push my legs up and Ronnie uses them for leverage as he positions his cock at my still gaping pussy and re-enters. Once I feel his pubes on my ass I wrap my legs around his waist and pull him tight in a close embrace. Slowly he begins to push in and pull out, thrusting in a little harder than before. In this position I can now stroke my cock in time with Ronnie's fucking rhythm. I twist his hard nipples and occasionally he leans forward and kisses me, our tongues battle for additional stimulus and to match our increasing passion. As we break one kiss Ronnie whispers "I love you Mark", "I love you too Ronnie" is my heartfelt reply.
Although the building heat of the day has not penetrated the heavy duty air-conditioning system, the heat of our coupling has coated our bodies with a light sheen of perspiration and has produced a distinctive male scent of musk, which heightens the passion of the moment. We continue making love, rapidly, and then slowly, time means nothing. The frenzy race of youth is replaced by the more measured pace of a distance runner, sex is meant to be enjoyed, not to be clocked and ended quickly as if setting a new Olympic record. After some time Ronnie picks up the pace, I sense a stretch drive to finish our passionate coupling. I match his increased ardor with a tighter grip on my cock and a rapid stroke like a coxswain at the Henley regatta. I feel my balls boiling over and the greatest sensation in the world overtakes me as my cock startS spewing forth my sperm, not with the force of my youth, but I'll take it. Seeing my cum spreading across my stomach, Ronnie pulls out of my ass and rapidly strokes his cock. Leaning forward he get good distance with his cum launch and Ronnie's cum paints my face like a Jackson Pollock abstract expressionist painting. I can picture a representation of my face on a canvas at the Guggenheim Museum; cum dripping from my nose and chin and oozing out of my mouth. My eye lids are partially open and my eyes are gazing upward at my painter. Now that is a masterpiece I would bid on at Sotheby's.
Ronnie collapses forward on top of me and starts to lick his cum off my face; I implore him to share it with me. He lifts up slightly and scoops cum off my stomach and tongues that into his mouth. Then he presses his lips to mine and we snowball our conjoined essence and swallow somewhat equal shares. We continue to kiss and then Ronnie rolls off me and we cuddle together, face-to-face, cock-to-cock, our hands massaging each other's ass. Then we drift off to sleep. In my dreams I see myself submitting to Ronnie as he makes love to me. This weekend I have truly been Ronnie's girl.
The End.
Please send any comments or suggestions to Mark Stephens, sunspots2008@yahoo.com. Did the story inspire you, make you horny, or create a lustful longing to be in bed with Ronnie and me? What did you enjoy most about the story?
Do you enjoy being fucked, being a bottom, taking the role of the girl? You know all straights want to know who the girl in every gay relationship is. In your gay relationships did one guy take the role of the girl all the time or did you vary the roles often? Are you more satisfied after anal or oral sex? Which position do you prefer when engaging in anal sex? Have you ever "rimmed" someone? Did you like it? Did he like it? Have you been "rimmed"? Did you like it?
Are you a good cocksucker? Is it all about you or do you try hard at pleasing your partner? Do you like the taste of cum? Does your diet alter the taste of your cum? Does the scent of cum turn you on? Has anyone ever commented on the smell of cum in your car or home, or even on your clothes, in your hair, or on your breath? Have you ever smelled cum in someone else's car, home or on them? Did you say anything or just smirk at the little secret you uncovered?
Mark pictured himself as a painting in the Guggenheim, do you have any good artwork of a cocksucker at play? Send me a picture of the art.
Have you ever been to a gay B&B or a gay resort? What about a gay nude beach? Did you enjoy your experience? Anything memorable happen? Should Ronnie and I make another date for a weekend or a week at a gay resort?
Tell me about your experiences being gay. Have you ever really been in love with another guy? Is it just sex or is being gay much more than that to you? Talk with me. The best part about writing gay stories is chatting with other gays. It's contagious, talk with me, you'll love it!