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Tony
by Al in NY City
***
I was young, married and trying to be straight. That
is, until I met Tony in the Village. When I invited him
to my apartment, my life changed forever. (MM, 1st-gay-
expr, rom)
***
I met him in Greenwich Village. It was four years ago.
At the time I was in my mid-twenties and trying hard to
be a "straight" male. I was married and had never had
sex with another man, but I was long a secret reader of
gay porno and skin magazines. From the first moment I
laid eyes on him I knew I wanted him to be the one.
Our first contact seemed innocent enough. My wife, her
closest girl friend, and I were shopping in a unisex
clothes shop. Gradually I became aware that someone was
staring at me. I turned and my gaze met his -- a man
about thirty, my height (5'9") but much more muscular,
dressed in a tight t-shirt that showed off his well-
developed physique. He was very handsome, with clean-
shaven Mediterranean features, his eyes dark and
penetrating, hair close-cropped and receding a bit at
the temples.
The name tag he wore indicated that he worked in the
shop. My wife noticed that this guy was checking me out
and, knowing the reputation of the Village, slipped her
arm inside mine to signal that I was taken. "Good thing
we're here to protect you, darling," she whispered to
her friend and me. "You seem to be very popular."
Even with her gesture, however, his eyes followed me
around the store for the remaining few minutes that we
browsed. I tried hard not to think about it, but I
could feel my face flush and my cock slowly harden.
Just before leaving, an impulse seized me and I left my
own jacket on one of the racks. So when we left the
store and headed into a woman's boutique a few doors
down, I had an excuse to return while my wife and her
friend continued their excursion. I hurried back to the
first store and, though I had no idea what to do or
say, went directly to a quiet corner of the store where
I spotted the man who had been staring at me. He
smiled.
"Hi," I said, feeling rather stupid, my cheeks flushing
once again.
"Ah, alone this time, I see," he replied and smiled
even more knowingly.
It was clear that he had sized things up and would make
the next move. He looked me over from head to toe,
pausing at my crotch, where my cock stiffened as though
he had willed it. Then he extended his hand, and
introduced himself as Tony. I responded to his
handshake, and he held mine for a long minute as our
eyes locked. I felt my throat go dry.
He spoke next. "You must be new at this. Here's my
phone number. I'm off tomorrow." And with that he
turned away to help another customer. I was so
flustered I nearly walked out without my jacket. It was
a good thing my wife and her friend were busy
chattering for the rest of the day and on thru dinner,
because I could scarcely focus on anything but what had
happened in the store and what might follow the next
day.
As luck would have it, my wife flew off early the next
morning on a business trip. I've waited too long for
this, I thought, to pass up the chance. Two hours later
I dug out Tony's phone number and dialed with trembling
fingers. "Hello," I said, "We met yesterday in the
store. You gave me your number and told me you were
free today."
Tony instantly put me at ease. "I was hoping you'd
call, but I wasn't sure. Thought maybe you'd suddenly
feel too married. That would've been a shame, because
you made me very hot." He told me he liked to do
anything in bed with a guy, and asked me if I had a
special fantasy I wanted to play out.
My pulse quickened. I answered eagerly, "I've never
shared this with anyone before. I have a very feminine
side. I've always wanted to have sex with a man while
wearing some women's jewelry." Tony told me that was
fine because he liked to take the lead in bed. We
agreed that he'd be at my Upper West Side apartment
early in the afternoon.
I busied myself getting ready for my first gay date.
After showering (during which I carefully scrubbed my
virgin ass and gently fingered my tight butt-hole), I
put on a pair of my wife's black panties, one of her
clingy t-shirts, and a pair of her denim short-shorts.
The shorts were extra tight and showed my firm buns to
good advantage. Then I selected a delicate silver and
gold wristwatch that I had given her as a gift,
trembling as I fastened the clasp on the slim band. A
silver choker necklace and two of her rings finished
the look. I stared at myself in the full-length bedroom
mirror and marveled at how great I felt. By this point
I could scarcely contain my passion as my cock strained
against my shorts.
No sooner had I finished than the doorman for the high-
rise buzzed to tell me that Tony had arrived. I popped
open the cork on a bottle of champagne. When the
doorbell rang, I called out that it was unlocked and
turned away from the door to pour the champagne, taking
care to point my butt at Tony as he entered. There was
a momentary silence as I felt his eyes check out the
inviting rear view. Looking over my shoulder I asked
him teasingly if he still liked what he saw. Rather
than answer he came up behind me, put his hands around
my waist, and rubbed his crotch against my ass cheeks.
The sensation was electric! Never before had a man
touched me so provocatively.
Then he gently turned me around as I lifted the
champagne glasses. We drank a toast, our eyes lost in
each other's souls. This is it, I thought, too eager to
wait any longer to release my consuming desire. I
wrapped my hands around Tony's neck and brushed my lips
across his.
Instantly I was in his powerful grip as his tongue
hotly probed my mouth, swirling around my tongue. His
thick lips felt wonderful against mine, firm yet
tender. I must confess that I have always rated kissing
as the most deeply sensual human contact and judged my
lovers more by the first kiss than anything else. Tony
rated as a star!
Our fingers intertwined, we moved to the couch to
continue sipping champagne and exchanging kisses.
Tony's free hand found my bare thigh, causing my whole
body to tremble. Not missing this cue, he let his hand
slide up to my crotch, where my already-rigid cock
seemed ready to burst out.
Together we unfastened my shorts. Tony stroked my 6
1/2" rod in a slow, pumping motion. The sensation was
exquisite, almost unbearable when combined with his
delicious kisses. "If you do that for another two
seconds, I'll cum right now," I groaned. "Let's get our
clothes off and head to the bedroom." He didn’t need to
be asked twice.
The afternoon sun slanted across the big bed, and I
thought to myself that it was a wonderfully romantic
setting in which to lose one's virginity. I tossed my
shorts, t-shirt, and panties to the side; my jewelry
sparkled in the sun. I lay on my back, my stiff cock
poking straight up toward the ceiling. Tony undressed
more slowly for my benefit.
I admired first his hairy chest and beautifully defined
abdominal muscles, then his sculpted legs and thighs.
Gazing at him at that moment I could not understand how
I had ever been attracted to women. Finally he lowered
his black bikini briefs and I was confronted with the
prize, a magnificent circumcised cock, about 7" of
thick man-meat, its head smooth and glistening with the
first drops of his pre-cum. Tony smiled down at me and
asked, "Any second thoughts, baby?" I was too
mesmerized to speak and could only shake my head. He
laughed, knowing that I was completely and happily at
his mercy.
Tony lay beside me and I let my hands roam over his
beautiful body. My nails traced the outline of his
chest and abdomen, then I cupped his balls and fondled
his hard shaft. It felt smooth and powerful, a weapon
of pleasure. I slid down the bed so I could kiss it. "A
sweet young thing like you must like to suck cock,"
Tony whispered. "Taste me."
I replied by swirling my tongue around the purple head,
reveling in its texture. What an exquisite thing a hard
penis is! How perfectly it fits in a man's mouth! I ran
my tongue up and down the length of Tony's shaft,
pumping gently with my fingers as I did, and I was
thrilled to feel him getting even larger and firmer
under my passionate attentions.
His mounting groans told me that I was learning
quickly. I opened to swallow as much of Tony as I
could, almost gagging as he thrust hard into my throat
until I conditioned myself to relax. His pre-cum was
pungent and delicious, and mixed wonderfully with his
masculine odor.
I paused for a moment. I had always imagined finishing
my first blow job in a very submissive position. "Would
you do something for me? " I asked. "Would you straddle
my chest and fuck my mouth?" Tony flashed me a smile
and flipped me over, positioning a couple of pillows
behind my head to get the right angle. He pushed his
cock into my eager mouth.
Now he was in control, thrusting deep into my throat,
grunting hot obscenities in my ear. I gasped for air
and my jaw began to ache, but I was too far gone to
stop. In fact, I grasped his ass cheeks with my hands
to urge him on. All I could taste, all I could smell,
all I could see was Tony surrounding me, dominating me.
And then he erupted with a roar, spurts of salty cum
filling my mouth.
I swallowed as fast as I could, but there was always
more, and it dribbled from the sides of my mouth. Tony
helpfully scooped it up with his fingers and let me
lick them clean, for which I thanked him with deep
kisses.
We lay beside each other for a few minutes as Tony
caught his breath. I traced the outline of his butt
with my fingers, noticing the little scratch marks my
watchband had made where I had grabbed his ass-cheeks.
Tony maneuvered us into a sixty-nine position and we
tongued each other's cock and balls. I remained rock
hard; my hard-on by now was almost painful. Tony could
have brought me off in a second's time, but we both
understood that I wanted something else so he held me
just on the edge. As soon as he began to stiffen again,
he turned me onto my stomach and lay atop me, his lips
brushing my neck and ear.
"I'm going to fuck you," he said in a husky voice.
"I know you are," I replied. "I need your cock inside
me."
Tony positioned me on all fours and knelt behind me. I
felt his fingers spread my cheeks and then his warm
tongue began to bathe my pink butt-hole. At that
instant it became the center of my universe, and I
writhed and squirmed under his advances. Wrapping one
muscular arm around me to keep me in line, Tony gave me
no quarter. I heard myself begging, pleading for him to
fill me with his horse-cock.
He squeezed some lube onto his hand and inserted one
finger to stretch me; as it passed my sphincter, my
whole body shook. Then it was two fingers. A warmth
began to radiate from my ass, spreading outward in
waves. There was a momentary pause, and I turned to see
him slipping a rubber over his dick.
In a moment he moved behind me again. I gripped the
sheets as I felt the head of his cock probing my anus;
for a moment I felt a burning sensation, then the head
was in. I willed myself to relax, and in seconds the
discomfort gave way to an almost animal satisfaction. I
gasped in the joy of violation.
Tony leaned over me. "Are you okay? I can stop if it
hurts too much." "More!" I answered in a hoarse grunt.
"I want more of your cock!" Slowly he entered me,
letting me adjust to the delicious fullness. I couldn't
believe how incredibly tight his thick man-meat felt.
Finally he was in to the hilt, and I smiled with
satisfaction at how deep inside me he was. This is what
I've always wanted, I thought to myself, my man-lover's
hard cock in my ass. I knew at that moment I was done
with pussy forever. Tony began to move in and out, just
an inch or so at first but soon picking up the pace in
full thrusts. His weight caused my arms to collapse,
pressing my face down into the sheets and my own
inflamed cock into the bed.
I grunted a contented "ah!" with each inward thrust. To
give Tony better leverage, I pushed my hands against
the headboard -- my watch looked so pretty while I was
being fucked this way. Every now and then Tony rested
atop me, whispering more obscenities into my ear about
how tight my virgin ass was and how I was built for gay
sex. Inspired by his words, I looked over my shoulder
so we could exchange hot tongue kisses between thrusts.
"Lets finish this another way," Tony whispered as our
tongues dueled. He withdrew his manhood and rolled me
onto my back, slid two pillows under my hips, and
lifted my legs onto his shoulders. "You must be able to
read my mind," I murmured at this delightful change of
position. Now I would be able to tease him with my
hands and watch his face when he erupted into my
bowels. Tony leaned down to give me the most
wonderfully sensual kiss I have ever tasted. Then he
poised his cock-head against my butt-hole and pressed
gently.
I took him easily now, and he soon had buried his cock
inside me again. His heavy balls rested against my ass,
and I reached around to fondle them gently. My stroking
drove Tony wild, and he resumed his long thrusts. With
each penetration I felt our bodies joining together,
our souls merging into one.
The thrusts grew more urgent and I grabbed Tony's thick
forearms. It was all beyond my wildest expectations and
fantasies! The sunlight glinted off the slender
watchband and cast bright reflections on the ceiling. I
drew Tony's lips to mine and welcomed his tongue as it
invaded my other opening. As his passion built to a
peak, sweet Tony wrapped his hands around my hard cock
and began pumping me in rhythm with his movements.
Beyond care, beyond control, I cried out, "Fuck me!
Yes! I love your cock! Your big horse-cock! Fuck me!"
Tony grunted back that I was a delicious slut. I
scraped my fingernails across his magnificent abdomen.
And then we came at almost the same moment, my body
spasming repeatedly, my mind a blur, great gobs of my
own cum flying up to my chest and face as Tony emptied
himself within me. While he bucked in and out, I
imagined the great stream of cum shooting into the
rubber buried in my rear passage. After he had drained
himself, he slowly pulled out of his conquest, leaving
me to savor the sensation of my well-fucked asshole.
Tony lay atop me. For a long time we said nothing, but
kissed gently. I ran my fingers through his short hair,
and again admired my watch and rings. The afternoon sun
set slowly until our shadows could be seen on the far
wall. Tony saw me looking at them. "What do you see?"
he asked.
I paused for a moment before answering. "Two gay
lovers," I whispered, "lost in each other's pleasure."
He smiled down at me. As we kissed again, I could feel
our cocks stiffening yet again, responding to their own
animal needs.
Our adventure continued all through that night. Before
Tony left at dawn, I had tongued his ass while he sat
on my face, fucked him (though I much preferred to be
on the receiving end), and ridden his cock in a
marathon screwing session.
I wasn’t sure what would happen next. Later that
morning Tony called me and asked me if I would like to
move in with him while I straightened my life out.
Thrilled, I said yes instantly.
That was four years ago, and Tony and I are still
partners today, still deeply in love, and still fucking
our brains out.
END
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