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The time I was stationed overseas and really still figuring out how much I liked living a bi life was an exciting time. My only obstacle was being too shy to figure it out with someone. So, I spent a lot of time with my own dick down my throat.
Those were good times. I was flexible enough to roll myself into a ball and push myself into my mouth until my balls slapped my nose. God, the amount of cum I felt spraying down my open throat turns me on as I’m typing. I always just wished it was someone else’s hot load instead of always my own.
Well, it happened one night when I was alone in my room. It was an open bedroom floor plan, which I shared with a roommate. We worked opposite shifts, and he was at work for at least three more hours…or so I thought.
I had just finished looking at the cocks and pussies in a copy of Club magazine, and I was already hard and dripping. Looked like it would be another intense session of pounding my mouth and of that familiar, salty, and thick late-night snack that I had come to relish.
So I was about 45 minutes into this round (I think I’d already swallowed two loads – I was young and had remarkable staying power back then) when I heard the front door start to unlock. It was too late. I was unrolling myself from having just been straddling my own face, and in walked my roommate.
He was in his late 20s, and I was only 20 then. He was about six feet tall, had a thick and muscular build, and had strawberry-blonde hair. I wasn’t really ever attracted to him before, but when he walked in as my dick was just slipping out of my mouth, and my naked and sweaty body was exposed on the floor, in the light shining from the outside hallway, I never imagined what would happen next.
I was mortified, thinking this would end my reputation and life. He just stood there, frozen, as my dick was still pulsating and shiny from my saliva. And then he said, “Damn! That’s impressive! Wish I could do that!”
I was only partly relieved to hear him speak like that, but I never expected him to follow that comment with: “Can you suck yourself while my dick is inside you?”
I had been sitting slightly turned away from him to hide my then half-raised cock. He closed and locked the front door, and then he flipped on the bathroom light, which gave only partial illumination to the whole bedroom. After he unknowingly insinuated that he maybe wanted to be the first dick I had ever had in my virgin ass, I turned toward him…I was still seated on the floor, and my cock slowly rose again at this new prospect.
I replied, “I don’t know, but would like to find out.”
He dropped his work bag, and I watched him get completely undressed. His dick was already hard. I had never seen him naked before. I looked at his amazing cock. It was about seven or eight inches cut, of average thickness, and completely shaved. I didn’t expect him to be shaved. I wasn’t shaved at all. My bush was monstrous, and I always picked my pubes out of my mouth after a self-suck session.
He said, “I love your bush, and I want your furry ass now.”
I watched as he walked to stand in front of me. I was still sitting on the floor, so his dick was higher than my head. I put my hand around his shaft and gave it a few slow tugs. Then I got to my knees and took his whole cock straight down my throat. I had already spent the last 45 minutes shoving my own dick down my throat, so I had no gag reflex at all.
I sucked on him like this for a couple of minutes as he put his hands on the back of my head and controlled me. I never gagged – just kept feeling the head of his cock sliding smoothly down. I could taste his pre-cum, and remember being surprised that it was salty, like my own.
Then he said, “OK, roll up.” I lay on my back and curled up again so my cock went straight into my mouth. I usually had to force myself in and gradually get the head into my throat, but this time, I had a helper.
He put his hands on my ass-cheeks and pushed me deeper into my mouth than I’d ever gone before. It was incredible! He said, “Oh, ya, take your dick into your mouth!”
He helped me by continuing to thrust me into myself, and then I felt his firm but spongy tip rubbing my open hole. He took his time, just rubbing himself against me at first. I was so excited that I stopped sucking and watched him above me.
At this point, he was bending over me and looking straight into my eyes. I felt him slip into my hole. It was immediately so intense and erotic that I came in my throat right that second.
I could see him watching my pulsating cock and ball-sack as it shot so many thick cords of spunk into my mouth. He looked turned on, and then he began pushing himself deeper into me. His rock-hard dick pushed on my insides. He closed his eyes as I watched from below him. His rhythm increased, as did his breathing.
My hole was quivering under the weight of his body, and even though I had just orgasmed, I felt myself growing again – my dick was against my cheek.
I used my left hand to put my shaft back in my mouth while my right hand kept a firm placement against his flexing ass.
He pushed into me harder and harder, and my dick naturally kept sliding down my throat. I remember him saying, “My God, this is amazing!”
I couldn’t have timed it, and neither could he, but at that moment, I felt him launch his total load into my pussy, and I swallowed my fourth load.
He looked down at me, smiling. He had started sweating, and he wiped his shiny forehead with his forearm. I still had my dick in my mouth right then, and all I could do was grunt in a way that showed my appreciation.
He pulled out of me, and I remember that feeling of a warm trickle down the small of my back as his cum gushed out of my throbbing hole. I unrolled myself and lay there with my knees up, feet on the floor, propped up on my elbows. He said, “That was the hottest fucking fuck I ever had.” I agreed with him while my sloppy dick was still hard.
He walked into the bathroom and turned on the shower. I waited on the floor, thinking about what had just happened. I had just lost my virginity…well, my ass had just lost its virginity. I wasn’t sure if that meant I was gay because I loved it. Part of me felt guilty, but part of me was proud that I had finally done what I had always wondered about.
He stuck his head out of the bathroom and said, “Do you need to shower?” I replied, “Yes. I can wait until you’re done if you want.”
He chuckled and said, “Dude, get in here!” I got to my feet, dick and asshole dripping, and walked into the bathroom, where he was standing in the running shower and pulling on his semi-hard cock. He said, “Ready for some more?”
I got in the shower; the water was hot and perfect. I closed the shower door and went to my knees. I opened my mouth and guided his eight inches into my throat. I bobbed on him for almost ten minutes, as he just kept moaning and whispering, “God, ya,” over and over until finally, he pushed his hips hard against my face while grabbing the back of my head with both hands. His second load was as big as his first, and it went right down my throat.
I had been jerking myself with my right hand, but I hadn’t cum yet. After I fully swallowed him and gave a few lip-smacking sounds of satisfaction, I got to my feet and kept jacking while looking at his cock.
He started pulling on himself too, and then our cocks were touching. We rubbed them against each other, and I remember sliding my hand from my dick to his, back and forth – like my dick had grown from six to fourteen inches.
The hot shower beat on his back as some more of his cum seeped out to make a perfect lube for us. He took over, jerking our fourteen inches of hard meat until my ass clenched and my toes curled. I sprayed out my fifth load onto his cock. He kept sliding on our cocks, while pushing himself closer to me and getting his dick on top of mine. He used both his hands to masturbate us at the same time – like he was working one cock that was as big around as a soup can.
He groaned and then stiffened his back, closing his eyes. I watched the tip of his dick leak a small bit of sperm onto the base of my dick and my wet pubes.
For good measure, I dropped to my knees again and deep-throated him a couple of times to get every precious drop.
We dried off and went to our separate beds (which were only about eight feet apart in that same open bedroom), and I drifted off…probably having a wet dream about the night’s incredible adventure.
We didn’t speak about that event again until a few weeks later when we were both off for the weekend and drunk out of our minds. Then we had to revisit the past…a few times, that night…with our naked bodies on each other.
This relationship was the first of its kind for me and will always be one of the best. We haven’t spoken in over 20 years, but my dick is hard and dripping as I type this. I can’t contort myself the way I used to, but maybe I just need a little help.
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