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Rainy Day Fulfillment
by Anonymous (address withheld)
1989
***
To college guys try out gay sex with each other for the
first time. (MM, 1st-gay-expr)
***
I couldn't be sure how we got to this point, really. He
had just turned the lights off and my eyes hadn't
adjusted yet. I could hear him taking his towel off,
dropping it to the floor. I grabbed the tucked corner
of mine and pulled it free. My eyes were just able to
tell that he'd sat down, just a few feet from me on the
bed.
We had been swimming, enjoying the darkening skies.
When the lightning started getting close, we figured it
would be stupid to stay in the water and we sat in the
pool house for a while. There was no desire on either
of our parts to find anything else to do, so we began
to empty the fridge of its store of beer. It had gotten
colder with the ensuing storm, so both of us had, at
some point, dropped our shorts to the ground and
continued sitting on the pool house floor, our backs
against the bed, dressed only in our towels.
Todd and I had been good friends since we met the first
year in college. Five years later, we were finishing up
our degrees, still friends.
At bars, we could usually find some girls to flirt
with, to channel the attraction that we otherwise had
for each other. Eventually we would get too drunk and
stumble back to our respective abodes.
But this time the night was young, the house was going
to be empty for a week, (all our roommates where gone
on spring break) and the beer was working on our
longstanding desire for each other. I'm not sure how
the conversation came about, but one minute we were
talking about some beautiful girl we had seen in the
bar the night before, and then we were silently
contemplating something else.
And then he said, "So, should we try it?"
And I said, "Umm, yeah. We should."
My heart was beating so loudly I could feel the
pressure in my jaws. My hands shook uncontrollably, I
couldn't remember ever feeling so scared. It wasn't
fear so much, but actually facing a side of me that I
never actually expected to act on, in real life. I had
spent many nights fantasizing, masturbating my prostate
to orgasm.
I was so incredibly hard it hurt.
I felt Todd's hand on my knee. Neither of us had moved
yet, so I reached for him, laying my legs on either
side of him, resting my calves on his thighs. I could
feel him shivering a bit, and we let out a small laugh,
glad to recognize mutual anxiety.
I placed my hands on his chest, touching him in a new
way. We had wrestled and hugged and walked with our
arms on each others' shoulders, and while it was a
denied flirt before, there was a notable difference in
the touch now. I stroked him gently, moving my hand
down to his abdomen.
Todd was, objectively, a very attractive guy, in a most
unassuming way. I couldn't believe that after all
these years, all these fantasies, we were going through
with something we'd always professed to be open about,
but never courageous enough to try.
As I brought my hands down to his thighs, towards his
penis, he put his hands on either side of my head and
brought me closer for a kiss. And though a kiss should
have been a kiss, this first kiss held within it more
tension and joy, simultaneously, than any other I could
ever remember.
I felt his lips brush mine, his tongue lightly touching
the inside of my mouth. We turned our heads and opened
our mouths a bit more, allowing our tongues to come
out. It was a slow, light kiss, but my head was in the
clouds and my thoughts were running a mile a minute.
I had my hands closed around his penis, feeling its
intense rigidity with my fingers. His precum had
already coated his head, and I ran my thumbs underneath
it, spreading the slick coating more. I wanted him
closer, so I reached around him and pulled on his hips,
so our thighs were together, our penises rubbing
against each other.
It got very intense and we slowed down for a second,
resting our heads together, our arms relaxed.
"Are you ok?" I asked.
"Yeah, wow!" was all he could muster. "This is so
much."
I had the urge to have him relax a bit, so I pushed on
his chest, inviting him to lie down. As he put his back
on the bed, I turned around so that I was lying between
his legs. His penis was still rock hard, lying against
his stomach. I ran my hands up his thighs, together to
his penis, and then across his abdomen. He crossed his
arms across his face, moaning lightly and undulating
his hips a bit.
I brought my lips together on his balls, pulling a bit
of skin into my mouth, touching it with my tongue. I
opened my mouth and pulled more in, rolling my tongue
around on the sac. I brought my lips and tongue,
together, up and along the shaft of his penis. At his
head I could taste his precum, the saltiness and
consistency new, exciting.
It wasn't as unpleasant as I figured it must have been,
but I'd gotten a little use to it, occasionally licking
it off my hand when I released a wild and crazy orgasm
onto myself.
I took his dick into my mouth, rubbing it against my
cheek and the roof of my mouth. He was about the same
size as me, and though I always figured I was about
average, I realized what an effort it would be to take
in an appreciable amount of his dick. I felt like I
could only get a small bit of it in. At this point he
was squirming quite a bit, and I was a little nervous
that he would push it in too hard if we didn't realign.
I flipped around, into a sixty nine position, and we
rolled over onto our sides. He wrapped his hands around
my ass and guided my dick into his own mouth. With his
penis pointing down, more directly, my throat, I took
his head directly into my mouth and let it pass to the
back of my throat. I could feel his lips pressing on my
shaft pretty close to the base, and I was surprised to
feel the tightness of his throat around the head of my
penis.
I felt like I was going to come right there, but he
continued stroking my balls and I was determined to
hold on longer. I relaxed my throat as much as I could,
cleared my head and allowed his dick to slide a bit
further into my throat. I was suddenly aware of how
still our bodies were, how little we were actually
moving. I swore he was actually swelling up bigger, and
it was easier to run my fingers along his ass than to
reach up to his balls.
I began to pump my mouth on him, and his legs opened
wider, pushing against my hand at his ass. He pushed
his finger into mine, and I could no longer hold on. He
pulled my penis out of his throat but kept the head in
his mouth, taking my cum into his mouth.
"Oh, sorry..." I began to apologize, but he shook his
head and swallowed.
"No, that was fine," and headed for the bathroom. I
heard him searching around the medicine cabinet.
Finally he came back, a tube of lube in his hand.
I was lying on my stomach, and he came up on the bed
again, lying with his chest along my side and his leg
across mine. He had his hand on my ass, rubbing up and
down along my anus. I felt a bit spent, but he was
arousing me again and I told him to just put the tip of
the lube against my hole and push some in.
He knelt between my legs and burrowed his face in
first. I could feel his tongue lapping from the base of
my balls, slowly up and around my anus. He spread my
ass-cheeks apart and moved my legs out. He flicked his
tongue around and I pushed up, wanting him to push in
so badly. He tensed up his tongue and pushed in pretty
hard, but as relaxed as I was, it only served to tease
and titillate.
Finally I felt the tip of the lube pressed against me,
the nozzle pushed in. The coolness of the lube spread
within me, and while there was an urge of tautness, he
rubbed his fingers around my anus and relaxed me
further.
He pulled the tube out and tossed it aside. By
squirming my ass I could feel that I was very lubed and
he lay directly on top of me, laying his dick against
my ass, rubbing up and down. I could feel the buzzing
of my arousal down into my legs, and my dick was
painful hard underneath me again. His arms came up
underneath my shoulders, and even with his support on
his elbows, I could feel his chest against me back.
He pushed his dick against me, and I pushed up against
him. He was fucking against me and the rhythm of his
abdomen against my ass cheeks was getting unbearable. I
wanted him inside of me and I told him.
He pulled back and down a bit until his dick was more
perpendicular against me. He pushed against me until
his head was pressing on my ass hole. I relaxed again
and let him push forward, into me. I felt the familiar
penetration but this time I wasn't controlling it.
There was no motor coordination between my hand and a
dildo and that feeling of entry into me.
There was a tinge of pain as his head pushed me open
wide, but then that passed and he was entering me
further with the rest of his dick. As he pushed in
further, down to the base of his dick, I could feel the
muscles transmitting the tension and excitement
throughout my body, up into my head and down around my
knees. I lost a sense of the familiar and was
transported to a new level of ecstasy, an area I
couldn't remember.
He was resting on top of me, pushed in all the way. The
initial reaction of tensing up was passing, and I could
relax again, comfortably holding his penis within me.
He hugged his arms around my shoulders and asked me if
it was ok.
I nodded and he pulled out and began to pump slowly.
With each motion, his legs and chest and abdomen
traveled along my body, passing skin upon skin, much as
his dick inside me was passing along the nerves and
sending fire through my body. I brought my knees up a
little and pushed up against him, holding his body up,
feeling the weight of him.
I could feel the fire building up again, that familiar
orgasm swelling up inside my body, fanned by his
rhythm. I couldn't help but moan loader as he began to
push faster and harder. He gripped my shoulders and
allowed his body to thrash more against mine. His dick
seemed to go in even further, penetrate me even wider.
We were both moaning, and I collapsed against the bed
again. As I came my ass tightened, and his dick inside
me pained me, in a good way. The penetration of him
against the tightened muscles catapulted me out of my
mind, into an orgasmic high that I can't remember
ending, coming to with his on top of me, lying still.
We were both breathing slowly once more, time must have
passed. His arms were still around me and with each
breath I felt his chest against me. There was cum all
over me, between my chest and the wet bed. My ass was
soaked and as he came around, he shifted the weight of
his hips and I felt that he was still inside of me,
half erect but penetrating me still.
I brought my hands up to his, resting on my shoulders,
and held them. My prostate hurt, from so much direct
contact, but I squeezed my ass and felt him inside of
me. I could feel every inch of him, pressing on all
parts of my insides. I kept feeling him, and he began
to get hard again.
"Christ!" I said.
But he pushed again, and the pain inside me subsided as
even I began to feel aroused once more. I pushed
against him again, and now he was totally hard.
I lifted up and rolled him off and over, onto his back.
We were a mess, wet and sticky, smelling strongly of
the musky sex. I straddled him, a knee on either side
of him. I sat against his groin, finding his erect
penis against the back of my ass. I rubbed it up and
down, touching its length against my backside, leaning
forward to feel it against my ass hole. I reached back
and held it so it pointed at me. I aligned it against
my ass, and once again pushed down to take him in. From
this angle it hurt more than it did before, the tension
stronger in my ass from my spread legs.
But I wanted it all; I wanted to take it further. I
pushed against him more, pain and arousal together
spreading through me. Even my tautness brought him
pain, but as he entered into me, he clearly wanted more
and once again he was sliding effortlessly inside of
me.
I was on top and now had control. At first I sat
straight up, but it pushed up too much and I didn't
have much room to move. I leaned forward, resting my
hands on his shoulders, and moved back and forth. I
rolled my hips and with each motion, pumped his dick in
and out. I didn't start too slow, needing the constant
movement and arousal to outstrip the pain of an abused
prostate, an overworked opening.
Todd brought his hands down to my penis, and wrapped
them around, pumping it more with each of my movements.
By now we were both passed ignoring our animal
instincts, and our movements were hard and severe, our
moans loud and deep.
I wasn't thinking any longer, the friction of our
bodies making us raw, our groins worn and spent. Still,
there was a determination to make this last one carry
us completely over the edge. We pushed and pumped and
took the pain with the highest level of arousal yet. We
were both harder than we had been yet, but it didn't
take as long, this time, for us to come. I came first
again, sending cum all over his chest and neck.
He came shortly thereafter, filling me with even more
cum, the slickness and wetness alleviating some of the
rawness. As I kept moving, finally the tightness of my
ass pushed his flaccid penis out, and I stopped, laying
my chest upon his, wrapping my arms around him and
holding him, waiting until I would recover my senses.
*
We woke up quite a bit later, fairly immobile but
messy. I listened for the storm, but the rain was quiet
and steady. Silently we rolled out of the bed and into
the shower. He turned the water on hot, and we both
stood under the water, still. We each took turns with
the soap, cleaning each other off. We kissed gently,
and reached for the towels.
Back in the other room, we looked at the bed and
elected to grab the blanket and curl up on the carpet.
With our bodies intertwined, and our minds almost
asleep, Todd nudged me. "We have all week, you know."
END
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