1. Chapter 8.5 : Gay


    Date: 8/14/2015, Categories: Gay Male, Author: spuddick, Rating: 10, Source: LushStories

    working on his cock again even as his was working on mine. "There's some lube in the drawer over there," I said. Mel had bought it but it had never been used. He crossed the room and found it. "Me...or you?" he asked, hesitant. "Me," I said and reached for the bottle. I was on my knees now, my legs squat and my shoulders buried into the mattress so that my ass was straight in the air. My dick was so hard that it seemed to cling to my stomach. I had never been in this position before. I was nervous, scared, even. But I wanted it. I felt him squirt the lube into and around my anus and I felt his knees come down behind me. Then I felt his hands grip my sides--they were rough and callused man hands. I could imagine his muscles tightening. The next thing I felt was the head of his penis against my ass, like a fat cold sphere and then the head was in me. At first it wasn't far--only an inch or so, but it felt like a mile. I winced and my body quivered. I tried not to scream. "Are you okay, man?" he said as if we were just hanging out with our buddies. "Yeah," I grunted. I didn't even know his name. I don't remember the next few painful strokes, but each one took him deeper and deeper into my ass and until finally I was lubricated enough ...
    for him to slide in and out. Only then did the pleasure come. "Harder," I said and he did. I gritted my teeth against the pain that came with the pleasure and bumped against him, loving it. Every stroke was like a wave through my body, like a single stroke of my penis amplified by ten. It was like taking the orgasm directly to its source with every drumbeat. I almost thought that I would cum. His hands were on my shoulders now and his legs were above my hips. He was fucking me harder, fucking me like an animal might. I could hear nothing but the slap of his balls against mine and the creaking of the bed. Suddenly, he pulled out of me and turned me over. Something hot sprayed my face and my open mouth. It was salty. He dipped down and wrapped his lips again around my cock. I came fast and burst into his mouth. He swallowed and rolled off of me. "That was good," he said. "What's your name?" I asked him. "Max," he said and we shook hands. And then we herd Mel cough at the door. She was wearing a towel and had wet her hair. She seemed speechless, clutching her towel over her breasts as if afraid to let us see them now. Max and I were both naked, my cock was still hard. "How much did you see?" I asked her, unashamed. "Enough," she said.
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