Date: Tue, 10 Feb 2009 00:07:04 -0500
From: fgmb fgmb <fgmb44@gmail.com>
Subject: My First Man Part One: Fantasy

This story contains consensual sex between two adult males.  If you don't
want to read it, or you think that it's "wrong" then the amount of clicks
you've made to get to this point, are telling me that that is simply not
the case.  Please respect my wishes, when I say that I do not want you to
use this story for anything other than your own reading pleasure.  Feel
free to copy it, but don't post it onto any other websites -- at least
without first gaining my permission.

I have been thinking about writing this for some time now.  I have had a
couple of experiences with another guy, who was absolutely wonderful, but
this fantasy was what led me to take the final step towards man2man sex.

I decided to finally put this on paper, because I got quite a bit of
pleasure out of it.  I still do, when I haven't had sex with another guy
for some time -- like for the last 6 months -- and need to capture what it
is to have sex with another guy.

Read it, enjoy it and if you have any comments, I'd be happy to hear from
you.  Write to me at fgmb44@gmail.com.


My First Guy -- A Fantasy

After my wife of five years left me for another guy -- some asshole with a
lot more money that I have -- I swore to myself that I would never be hurt
like that again.  I was so devastated that I lost interest in all women, in
sex - even in masturbating.  So after she left I wondered what it was that
had turned her off me.  I have a decent body, am considered pretty good
looking and had never had any trouble finding sexual partners before we got
married.  In the end I had no real reason.  I'm sure that there is one and
that if I was to be able to see it from my Ex wife's perspective, I might
be able to understand it.

Anyway, after being single for a couple of months again, I started to
regain some of the drive I'd had prior to our split.  I think I went about
two and a half months without even having a wank - amazing even for me.
After a very short time my fantasies took a turn that I had never expected,
nor explored before -- they started to include men.  This wasn't anything
that I became concerned about initially, as the guys weren't any that I
recognised and there was no interplay between us.  At first it was just me
watching; like me watching neighbors go at it or another guy watching me
have sex with a woman.  Then they were as part of a trio.  As I said, these
were strictly hetro at first and then things like me verbally encouraging
him, or telling him that he was a great lover (and the same in return).
Shortly after, fondling then small kisses appeared in my fantasies.  I
found that this made me even more turned on, imagining my lips rubbing
against another face with a days worth of stubble.  I didn't really worry
about this either and saw it a harmless.

Then the guys in my fantasies started to become more involved in the scene.
The gradual increase in the level of involvement in my fantasies went in
phases and looking back, the scenarios didn't become more gay until I
sub-consciously felt comfortable enough at the stage I was at the time.

The interaction went from light kissing to my kissing them deeply and
passionately and the fondling to feeling their asses.  Then fantasies about
being in a sixty-nine with a woman and having another guy taking her from
behind started.  I'd imagine watching the other guys cock sliding in an out
of the woman's pussy.

About a month after my fantasies including men started, I had my first gay
fantasy.  It was during a fantasy involving me as part of a threesome.  I
was in a sixty-nine with a woman, with me on the bottom, looking at her
pussy as a guy with about a seven inch dick fucked her doggie style.  I was
playing with her clit, and rubbing her pussy lips with my fingers, when I
reached out with my middle finger tentatively and touched the rib on the
underside of the guys cock.  It was so silky and smooth from her juices,
that I touched it with two, then three, fingers.  Then I moved my face
closer to her pussy and started to lick the underside of the guys cock.

The first fantasy involving any direct sexual act, came almost straight
after that and was based on the same one as I just described.  After
licking the underside of the guys cock a few times, my fantasy guy pulled
out of the woman and aimed his cock at my mouth.

I opened my mouth and fantasised about taking his cock into it.  Slowly at
first, just the tip, I extended my tongue and swirled it around the tip of
his cock.  Then he started slowly fucking my mouth - in and out slowly at
first, then with more desire.  I extended my tongue, opening my gullet
(like you see those guys swallow a whole glass of beer in one quick gulp) -
his cock slid all the way down.

That's when I imagined the first moan from my fantasy guy.  He would reach
down and with my head tilted all the way back, put his hands behind my
head, supporting it, and started to fuck my face.  These fantasies got me
so hot that I didn't even notice that women were no longer even there.

Then the fantasy guy thrust deeper than ever before and I got a nose full
of pubic hair and balls - and I forgot all about the doubts I was having
about the fantasy going that far.  I imagined that he yelled out that he
was about to come and slammed his cock all the way down my throat and
forcefully held it there.  I couldn't breathe.  Then I felt his cock swell
and felt the first spasm ripple down his cock and the first shot of his
juices empty into my throat.  I started to want it more and more and
reaching around, I gabbed his ass cheeks and pulling as hard as I could, I
forced him into my mouth just a little bit more.

At that point I came all over myself and opening my eyes, slowly returned
to reality.  I had cum all over my belly, chest and neck.  I had three
fingers in my mouth and cum all over my right hand which continued to pump
my still hard cock.  I stopped.  Pulling the fingers out of my mouth and
stopping my hand from sliding up and down my cock.  I thought about how
turned on I was about that fantasy.  I'd never tasted my own cum, but now I
found myself wanting to know what it tasted like - to finish the fantasy.
I moved my right hand up to my mouth and with just the tip, had my first
taste of cum - my own.  It tasted a little salty- but not at all
unpleasant.  I licked my hand clean and then started to wipe and lick the
rest of my come off me.  I became more and more desperate for the taste and
again closed my eyes imagining that I was licking the remnants of his cum
from his cock.

I drifted off to sleep that night, still sticky with dried cum.  When I
woke up I convinced myself that it was a one of fantasy.  But it soon
happened again.  I wasn't worried and convinced myself that I could keep
the gay fantasies from leaving the bedroom or the shower - the other place
I'd quickly transitioned to living out these fantasies.

All of a sudden though, I had my first real doubts.  Was this just fantasy?
Had they turned this way because of my marriage break up?  And why did this
get me so hot?  I mean just the thought of my fantasy during the day, would
give me an instant hard-on.  I became almost totally preoccupied by the
thought of having a sexual encounter with another guy.  It took some time
to become comfortable with how far I'd gone with this fantasy.  Yet, I
still rationalised that it was still only a fantasy and it hadn't
translated into my real life.

I went back to my life and really didn't think anything of it for a while
until one day I caught myself looking at another guy in the street.  I was
sitting at a cafe alone, eating lunch, when I saw a good-looking guy with
an absolutely beautiful woman in tow.  I started looking at the woman and
then found myself looking at the guy.  He was clearly from Eastern Europe.
His face was chiselled, he had strong muscular arms and after he passed me,
I saw that he had a really nice ass.  At the point I checked my thinking
`Nice ass?'.  WOW ... hold everything ... what the hell are you thinking --
nice ass!?

It took me a little while to come to terms with what I was thinking and
fantasising about and to realise that I had made a serious transition from
thought to action.  I have always believed that we are judged by our
actions, not our thoughts and this premise gave me cause to reexamine who I
was and what was going on in my life.  I thought a great deal about it and
became convinced that, I should explore all of these feelings and thoughts
and to take it as it came -- in other words to allow something to happen if
the situation presented itself.

I had been approached by guys a couple of times when I was in my late teens
and early twenties, but had always been to interested in women and the
approaches were either clumsy or too direct, to consider any sort of sexual
relationship with another man.  It wasn't that I was interested either --
at the time I was a little flattered, but not disturbed or revolted.

As I explored these feelings and became more comfortable with them, the
depth of my fantasies dramatically increased.  It seemed to be in a
relatively short period of time.  I started to masturbate again, at least
once a day and at this point, my fantasies turned totally gay.  I think
retrospectively, the reason that I also started at a local gym, was not
mainly because I needed to get fit again (which I had needed to do for some
time), but because it gave me a good opportunity to `look around' and maybe
to present myself as available.  Not that I knew what that entailed, or how
one went about "letting the message out", but it was all part of my early
fore into guy-to-guy relationships.

I started to feel more and more, that I wanted to get involved with another
man, even just a fleeting sexual experience.  Something like a mutual turn
at giving head, would have been acceptable, but I wasn't yet prepared to
"go all the way".  For some reason I wanted that to be with the right
person, so I was happy to wait until I was really comfortable with any guy
that I was going to allow to fuck me.

Because I couldn't bring myself to go to a bar or approach someone, I
substituted my insecurity with other items to allow a more realistic edge
to my fantasies.  I first started to imagine that a guy was making love to
me by using a finger in my ass.  It quickly progressed to two then three.
Then I started to use other things around the house, like candles and
before long I thought of using and then brought a small vibrator of about 6
inches.  All the while my fantasies were ever expanding and changing.

As part of my job I travel a lot - the job I had at the time was in mineral
exploration in the North of Australia.  Whilst I traveled I also started to
experiment with enema's, using the bath tap or spa jet from the spa in the
room.  My gay fantasies continued to expand and I brought a seven inch
life-like dildo.  I had started using the dildo two or three times a week
and I was really getting of on sucking a cock, even though it was plastic
one (and left that sort of taste in ones mouth that only latex can), and
then fucking myself with it.

I was in this frame of mind, when I first met a guy at work -- Matt.  Matt
started working in our organisation at the same level as me and we quickly
became friends.  Although he didn't have a girlfriend, I was sure that he
wasn't gay -- after all he wasn't effeminate and didn't look at other guys,
not that I knew anyway -- but hey, you can always tell right?  What I
didn't connect at the time, was that I wasn't effeminate, so why should
that make any difference.  It was an honest working relationship that
quickly developed into friendship.  We often finished a hard week in a bar
or having a drink and pizza at work.  He never gave me any indication that
he was gay, I never caught him perving at me and he never turned the
conversation sexual, least of all towards being gay.

About three months later, our friendship had developed to the point that I
didn't think anything of his suggestion that we go on a holiday together.
It seemed a perfectly natural extension of a friendship between two single
guys.  We started to look around for holidays that we might enjoy.  We
looked at Island resorts, Cruises, group adventure activities, but nothing
really appealed to both of us.  One day Matt came in to my office with a
suggestion for a holiday that I agreed was a great idea instantly.

He said that he knew of an outback tour company that offered a `drop and
leave' holiday in the outback.  When he explained that he had been on one a
few years ago and what was on offer, it sounded like the holiday of a
lifetime.

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We arrived at the airfield early on the first morning of our 10 day
holiday.  The company offering the holidays was to provide all the gear
that we would need, except our clothes.  Taking off at about 7, we flew for
about two hours in a small twin engine plane, before landing on a very
isolated, small, bumpy strip, which was really the remains of an old road.
During the flight the pilot had given us a detailed map of the area we
would be living in.  The map indicated several landmarks, scenic points and
points of interest.  We were told that we would be living in a cave,
located in a large depression, which was a seasonal riverbed.  He said that
there was no risk of flooding at that time of the year, plus we would have
a short wave radio if anything did happen.  I was amazed.  There was a
small permanent pool inside the cave that was fed by an underground river.
The water was drinkable and would be our main source for the duration.  The
pool led to another cave that had stalagmites and stalactites and several
other pools and caves to explore.  Amazingly he also said that there were
no mosquitoes or flies in the area.  I had no idea why, but I wasn't
complaining, because I usually get eaten by mosquitoes.

The first thing I noticed when we got out of the plane was that at 10AM, it
was already about 30 degrees Celsius and very dry.  Unloading the gear that
the company provided, we started to carry it the three hundred meters to
the edge of the river bed, where we would be required to take it down a
path, about another 150 meters, to the cave.  Matt had spent the whole time
that morning, constantly raving about the location and saying that we would
have a great time.  On about the third trip carrying our gear we were both
sweating heavily and in shorts and tee shirts that were sticking to our hot
bodies, I couldn't help but notice how good Matt looked -- especially his
ass.  "Shut-up" I told myself "there can't be anything between Matt and I".
But he did have a really nice ass.

After we had unpacked all the gear and set up out beds and the remainder of
the camp, we sat down and I made coffee.  We both sat for about an hour
cooling down and talking about nothing in particular.  Matt said that he
was going for a swim.

He got up took of his clothes and boots and walked into the earth fed pool.
He was between me and the water and he had faced away from me As he did
this I got my first look at Matt naked.  I was still sitting in a chair and
couldn't help but perv at his ass and wonder what it would be like to kiss
it and wondered what his cock looked like.  From the back, Matt was both in
great shape and well proportioned.  I looked down from his shoulders, past
to his waist (no fat there), to his ass.  His ass was absolutely fantastic.
His ass cheeks were small and tight, much the same as mine, shaped a little
like two hand sized cushions.  I started to get a bit of a hard-on.  Then I
realised that he would probably soon expect me to also strip and join him.
I quickly turned my attention to the site-seeing map and concentrating on
the sites and layout of the area, which had the desired result.

After finishing my coffee, Matt asked if I wanted to go for a swim.  I said
I would, stood and took off my clothes.  Looking up as I walked into the
water my eyes met Matt's and he then looked down my naked body, stopping at
my soft cock.  Now I'm no stud with a big dick.  I have a pretty average,
circumcised cock, at just over six inches.  When it's soft it isn't more
than and inch and a bit long.  The thing that shocked me was that Matt just
stared at my dick.  The blood instantly started to flood to my cock, but,
luckily it was hidden by the water as I walked in up to my chest.  We both
swam around the pool, which was about 10 meters across and a little longer.
At it's deepest it was about five feet.  All the while I had a hard on and
did my best to hide it, while trying to get a good look at his cock.

After a while we moved and sat in waist deep water.  I still had a hard on
and was embarrassed by it.  Matt said `come on, let's get a smoke'.
Without thinking I got up with him and as we turned Matt looked directly at
my hard on and then up at me.  I blushed.  Matt put a hand on my shoulder
and said, `Hey Matte don't worry about getting hard here.  We're friends
and we shouldn't be afraid to let things like that happen.  OK'.  I nodded
and felt much better about it.  I looked from his eyes, down to his soft
cock.  WOW I thought.  His cock was about three and a half inches long
totally soft and about as thick as mine is when it is hard.  I quickly
looked up at Matt and he was looking directly at my face.  He smiled and
walked away.

What was that look about, I thought to my self.  Was that a sign or was he
telling me that I was being childish?  Well, at least in the sudden
embarrassment I had lost my hard on.  I walked over to the chairs and sat
and had a smoke with Matt.  During the smoke Matt looked over at me and
said, `I hope you don't mind but when I came out here last time I didn't
worry about wearing clothes, only shoes when I needed them.  If you're not
comfortable with that then I'm happy to change and wear clothes when we are
together.'  `No, I think that's a great idea' I said, sounding more
confident than I actually was.

Matt said that at about 6.30 we should head up to the top of the hill about
one kilometre away to watch the sunset.  That sounded like the perfect end
to the first day and I readily agreed.  We spent the rest of the day
settling in, having a mid-afternoon nap and doing nothing much.

When it came time to go we got our boots on and started to walk out of the
river and then up the hill to watch the sunset.  As we walked I couldn't
help myself but to look at Matt's body.  He wasn't muscly, but at the same
time he wasn't carrying any excess weight.  Like me he was about six feet
tall and of medium build.  He was a good-looking guy, who just seemed to
have it all together.

As we got to the top of the hill, I was just starting to get another hard
on and no Matter what I tried to do or think about, it wouldn't go away.
As we stood there and watched the sun start to go down, Matt pointed out to
the front and asked if I could see the Kangaroos moving across our front.
They were about five hundred metres away and I couldn't make them out in
the fading light.  Matt moved over to me and pointed to them, but I still
couldn't see them.  To help me more, Matt put his left arm around my left
shoulder and moved in close behind me and using his right arm to guide my
eyes.  There they were.  I said that I could see them.  I had expected Matt
to immediately move away from me, but he stayed there for about another 20
seconds before moving slowly away, slowly sliding his hand across my
shoulders.

I was in shock.  Matt had just given me a sign -- hadn't he?  Was he making
a pass at me?  My head was swimming and as I came back to earth I realised
that I was in pain and that the pain was being caused by my body trying to
pump too much blood into my cock.  Matt said that we should get going
before it got completely dark.  As we turned to go I glanced over at Matt
and saw him looking at my raging hard on.  He didn't look up.  He had a
blank face and he just turned away and started down the hill.  I was
confused again.  Was he interested, or was he just thinking that I was
unable to control myself?  Was he offended and did he expect me to stop
getting a hard-on every time we were near each other?  Would this ruir our
friendship and cause him to accusing me of being a queer?

Shortly after we got back to the cave, it was still quite warm and Matt
said that he was going for another swim.  I said Ok and turned the gas
light on so that we both had a little light.  I watched him walk into the
water and as I was watching his great ass, I decided that I would give Matt
a few signs to let him know that I was interested and see where it went
from there.  I sat on my towel and propped myself up on my elbows so I
could see him, beside the light and started to think of ways of letting him
know that I was interested.  As I thought about the day and the great views
of Matt's body, I again became hard and stayed that way.  First, I decided
to see if he would look at me, if he thought that I wasn't looking.

As Matt was swimming around I closed my eyes to slits.  I was still able to
see him and because the only light was from the lamp and it was behind and
to the right of me, he couldn't see my face directly.  Keeping my head
still, I moved my eyes to keep looking at him.  At first he didn't look at
me, but after a little while he glanced over a couple of times.  When he
felt that I didn't have my eyes open, he started to look for longer
periods.  I was really encouraged.  After about ten minutes Matt swam over
and standing he walked out of the water.

As he got closer and gradually walked out of the water, his crutch came
into view and I saw for the first time about half of what, I decided at
that point, would to be my end goal.  He had half an erection.  It was the
first time I had seen another guys cock, live, that was anything but soft.
I was amazed.  His cock was almost as long as mine when it was hard - and
it was only half a hard-on!  My cock twitched as he got closer and I could
see more and more of it.  It was a thing of beauty.  He was circumcised and
his cock was smooth with a couple of large veins snaking their way down its
length.  I was suddenly struck by the thought; what would happen if we did
get together?  Would I be able to put it all in my mouth and would it fit
inside me if things went that far.  My raging hard on was twitching madly
as these thoughts flashed through my mind and it was only Matt's touch that
brought me back to the world of the living.

`I think it's time for bed' he said.  I snapped my head around and opened
my eyes to look at him.  He repeated himself and I mumbled something about
him being right.  We had one last smoke as we lay on our swags.  Matt said
that he would show me the cave of stalactites and stalagmites in the
morning and I said that it sounded great.  With that he said his good
nights and rolled over to go to sleep.  He left me to my own thoughts and
as I do at the end of every day, I thought back over the day and recapped
all of the events of the day, playing them back in my mind.  I don't
remember replaying the complete day in my mind, but I do remember going to
sleep with a smile on my face.

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I woke as the sun came up, as is my habit and got up straight away.  I
started breakfast and after boiling water, made coffee.  I guess that it
comes from my upbringing, but maybe it was in me all the time.
Subconsciously, I wanted to make sure that Matt had a relaxing time and I
felt that I needed to look after him the best I could.  After finishing my
first cup of coffee I made another (just one of my bad habits) and one for
Matt.  I went over to where he was lying and gently touched his shoulder to
wake him.  He is a heavier sleeper than I am and I started to rub his upper
arm to wake him.  He rolled onto his back, but remained asleep.  That is
when I saw his cock and stopped rubbing his arm in mid swing, my fingers
lightly touching him, mid upper arm.  Matt's cock was fully erect, lying
flat on his belly jumping in time with the blood pumping through it.  I was
in a trance and feeling week, I had to kneel down.

His cock had to be nine inches if it was two - I later found out that it
was just that.  It was even more beautiful fully erect than I had seen it
flaccid and a quick glance told me that Matt was still asleep.  I turned my
head to stare at his massive member.  I must have been looking at it for a
couple of minutes when he stirred.  I quickly looked at Matt's face and was
immediately embarrassed.  He was awake and looking up at me with a faint
smile on his face.  I quickly gave him his coffee and retreated to the gas
stove to start the bacon and eggs that we would be able to have for the
first three of four days.  In my peripheral vision I saw Matt turn towards
me and prop himself up on one elbow to drink his coffee.  I could vaguely
make out that he was still hard.  Matt got up and went to relieve himself
outside the cave in the 'designated spot' after finishing his coffee.  As
he came back, I had my back to him.

I was still too embarrassed to say anything and it wasn't until I reminded
myself that that was the sort of thing that might give him the message I
was aiming to get across, that I found the courage to talk again.  `Sleep
well,' I said.  `Like a rock,' was Matt's reply.  He came up behind me and
bent down to look at what I was cooking.  As he bent down he gently put his
right hand on my left shoulder and asked in a soft voice what was for
breakfast.  I told him and then he moved around to my side to watch, moving
his chair so that as he sat with his knees apart, I could see his crouch
out of the corner of my eye.  After a few minutes of silence, I couldn't
stand it any more.  I turned my head and looked him directly in the eye and
said, `Sorry about staring at you before.  I was trying to wake you up when
you turned on your back and ... well...I... I've never seen another guy's
cock hard before.'  Matt's face lit up with a big almost evil grin and he
said that it was OK and that I shouldn't be embarrassed.  He said that he
thought that it was understandable and that he had no problem with it.  Man
was I relieved.  I took the grin as a positive response and continued to
cook breakfast more relaxed and confident that my decision the previous day
was seemingly a correct one.

After we finished breakfast, I cleaned up and packed everything away.  Matt
asked if I was still interested in seeing the stalactites and stalagmites.
I said that I definitely was.  So we went to the far end of the cave about
fifty meters away.  At the end was a small opening and Matt said that it
was pretty dark inside for about twenty meters before the other cave opened
out and that the other cave had a little bit of light.  This would be where
I sent another signal.  I said that my vision in low light was not very
good (a lie, but a bit of a ploy on my part) and I asked if I could hold
his shoulder to guide me.  I got the response that I was after, when Matt
said that the tunnel to the other cave was pretty slim and just held out
his hand.  I took it and we started down the tunnel.

My hand felt like it was in a perfectly made glove, holding onto Matt's
hand and as we entered into the tunnel there was enough light for me to
just see.  As we walked into the cave, I didn't let Matt's hand go and he
didn't make any moves to loosen his grip.  I was ecstatic.  I was now
almost certain that I was to have the experience that I had fantasised
about for quite some time.  As we moved about the cave hand in hand I grew
more comfortable with it, as I think did Matt.  We stopped at one of the
biggest stalagmites and I loosened my grip on Matt's hand preparing to make
for certain that it would happen.  We let go of each others hands at the
same time and at the same time tentatively reached over to each other.
Matt put his arm around my shoulder and I put mine around his waist.  As we
made contact we moved towards each other drawing each other with our arms.

As the side of my body came into contact with his it felt so right.  I had
an epiphany as I realised that I would be with guys for the rest of my
life.  The feel of the hair of Matt's arm over the top of my back, his
strong but gentle hand on my shoulder and his hip and thigh against mine
gave me an instant hard on.  We walked around a little more before I
suggested that we go back for coffee and a smoke.  Matt agreed.

Back in the main cave, Matt and I walked arms around each other back
towards our camp site.  As we passed the deepest part of the water on our
right, I pushed Matt off the three foot ledge into the water.  As he came
to the surface I laughed and ran the last twenty meters to the rug I had
spread out on the sand before we left.  I threw myself onto the rug, lying
on my back propped up on my elbows, with one knee up at right angles.  I
was trying to strike a sexy pose -- not that I had any experience with that
-- but I was trying.

Matt slowly swam over to the edge of the pond with a wicked smile on his
face.  As he came out of the water, I didn't hide my look at his now half
hard member.  Lying there with my fully erect cock laying on my belly, I
moved the bent knee slightly opening my legs to give Matt a better view of
my own crouch.  Matt got to the edge of the rug and as we looked into each
others eyes, he bent down and picked up his towel and dried himself off a
little.  After he was finished and whilst he was still standing, he looked
at me from my toes on up and then when he got to my eyes he said, `You
know, I'd like to do something to you now.  It's something that I have
wanted to for some time.'  `And what is that?' I asked with a cheeky grin
on my face, challenging him to continue.

Getting down on his knees beside me and bending over until our faces were
only inches apart, he said, `This.'  With that he moved his face towards
mine and kissed me gently on the lips.  For me it was like getting an
electric shock.  His lips were smooth and the one day growth rubbed
slightly on my lips as he kissed me.  Matt moved his head away and sat on
his haunches.  `Is that all you wanted to do,' I asked.  `No,' was his
reply, `but I don't want to rush you.'  I smiled my own wicked smile and
said to him, `How about if you do what you want and I feel rushed I'll tell
you.'  With a nod he moved his face closer again and again we kissed.  This
time the kiss was more full and after a few more, he opened his mouth and
his tongue came out and into my open mouth.  I couldn't help but to let out
a small moan.

Our kisses became heavier and his hand came up to touch my face.  I lifted
one of my arms to do the same and extended it further to hug him around the
shoulders.  I lifted my other arm and started to lay back further, pulling
Matt down with me.  As he moved down I wrapped my arms around him.  In
return, his came around me and I felt one behind my neck and the other
under my left arm.

We continued to kiss more and more passionately and for me at least, it
became an incredible urge to get as much of Matt's tongue into my mouth as
possible.  He was very obliging and we both started to use our strength to
hug each other more tightly.

After a long while we came up for air.  Matt lifted his head and we were
both breathing heavily.  I moved the palm of my hand to his cheek and said
that that was the most exciting kiss I had ever experienced.  I told him
that I was so lucky to have him kissing me, because he was such a good
looking guy and a trusted and caring friend.  Matt smiled and returned the
compliment in kind.

He said that he found me really sexy and that he had wanted to kiss me and
more for what seemed to him like the longest time.  He said that he hadn't
thought that I was gay, or even interested in him, as I had never even
given him an indication.  He said that he had recently noticed a change in
me and that was why he took the chance to come on the holiday together.

I told him that I had been thinking about kissing him for a while and that
I was looking forward to the next 10 days.  With that we both smiled and
once again Matt leaned in and we started to kiss.  This time the kissing
was less demanding and we started to explore each other's bodies.  Matt
turned me to face him more and moved his body to be more on top of me.  I
felt, for the first time, another guys hip touch mine and his hairy legs
touch mine, as our bodies touched from shoulder to toes.

Matt had hardly any hair on his chest, but it mixed with mine as we bought
our chests together.  As we started doing this with our whole bodies (you
know when you're writhing slightly to get more comfortable or closer to the
person you're with), I felt his knee move between mine.  I opened my knees
far enough to allow his to slide between mine so that his thigh was almost
touching my crouch.  It was at this point that I became aware of his cock
coming into contact with me.  It was about half hard and the most
noticeable thing about it was its warmth.

I moaned into Matt's mouth and opened my legs a little further.  I felt his
thigh slide up and come in contact with my painfully hard cock.  At this
contact I pulled him closer and wrapped my arms further around his
shoulders.  I also moved my right thigh a little to come into further and
more full contact with his cock.

Matt Moaned at my movement and I felt his hand start to caress my back,
shoulder and my upper arm.  I started to do the same to him and we
continued like this for what must have been ten minutes.  In that time we
had moved our thighs into more firm pressure contact with each other's
cocks.  I raised and bent the knee of mine that was on top, to a position
that allowed Matt's thigh full access to my crouch, to where my thigh was
over his hip bone and the rest of my leg was draped over the small of his
back as far as it would go.

We broke from our kissing, still caressing each other, and I said to Matt,
"I never really expected that kissing a guy would get me THIS HOT!  I can't
believe how worked up I am."

Matt smiled and lightly caressing my face said, "Well thank you for the
compliment.  You are a really hot guy and I think that we both have a full
head of steam."  We both moved back slightly to expose our cocks to each
other and moving back to where we were and looking back at each other Matt
continued.  "So you're OK?  I don't want to rush you.  I want you to feel
comfortable about everything that we do."

I lifted my head and kissed him lightly on the lips, saying "Thank you.  I
want you to know that it is really important to me to be able to tell you
honestly how I feel.  At the moment, I am comfortable to take the next
step.  I have wanted to experience another guy for some time now and I want
to taste you and I want you to taste me."

We both smiled at that and just before kissing me again, Matt said "You are
one hot guy."  We quickly resumed our embrace, our kissing and out
caressing.  After a minute, when I could feel mine and Matt's passion
rising again, Matt moved his hand down my back and ran it lightly over the
side of my ass and along my thigh.  Again I moaned -- man I was really
enjoying this and it felt more comfortable than I thought possible, which
only served to heighten my sense of pleasure and adventure.

Matt continued to lightly rub my thigh and the side of my ass for a couple
of minutes.  I was as horny as hell and getting hornier by the second.  I
lifted my leg up so that my knee was above his thigh, then I draped my calf
over the small of his back and the upper half of his ass.  This gave him
better access to my ass and was intended as a signal for him to go further.
Matt immediately responded and moved his hand to run up the back of my
thigh.  His hand went much further towards my balls and anus, eliciting a
moan out of me.

Matt reached in between the upper parts of my thighs and started to lightly
run his fingers across my balls and through my pubic hair.  This instantly
drove me nuts and I slowly but positively thrust my hips forward.  This, in
turn, brought greater friction between my cock and Matt's thigh.  I was
going nuts inside with excitement and passion and my balls started to ache
for the release of an orgasm.  I pulled Matt closer to me with my arms and
the leg over his hip.

It was this action that triggered Matt's next move.  He slowly started
kissing my face in ever larger circles.  Then, as he started to lick and
kiss my neck, he reached further between my thighs, to start rubbing the
base of my shaft and more of my balls.  He took my balls into his hand and
gently squeezed them, until I felt the beginnings of pain, eliciting a moan
from me.  He continued to lick and kiss his way down to my shoulders and
upper chest.  As he did this, instead of raising his upper body away from
me, he slid his body further down mine.  I got a real surprise next.

When Matt found his way down to my nipples and started to suck and nibble
them, I found them really sensitive.  I guess that the women that I had
previously dated (and the one I had married) either didn't think that a
guy's nipples would be so sensitive, or I hadn't noticed them doing it in
the past, or it could have been that I don't think that I had ever been
hornier.  I really didn't care at that stage, all I can remember was how
good it felt.

At this point I put my arms on Matt's shoulders and gently tried to move
him.  He took the hint straight away and I moved him so that he was on top
of me.  At the same time I spread my legs to be on either side of his body.
Matt continued kissing and licking his way down my body until he got near
my crutch.  I had been lying back with my eyes closed, totally enjoying the
sensations, until he got near my crutch.  I moved one hand down to one of
his shoulders and one down to his hair, running my fingers through it.

Thinking that he was going straight for my cock, it drove me wild when he
moved to one side, careful not to touch my raging hard cock, which was as
erect as it has ever been and throbbing wildly.  He continued to lick his
way down to one knee and then lifting that leg slightly, licked his way
back up to mid thigh, before switching legs and going back down to the
other knee.  I was moaning almost constantly now and telling him how great
I though it felt.  As he approached my crutch on the second leg, I lifted
my head and looking at the top of his said, in a husky and croaky voice,
"Ohhh, that feels so good Matt.  I want you to taste me.  I want you to put
my cock into your mouth.  I want you to suck my cock."

Matt looked up at me as he pushed my thighs as far apart as they would go.
We were looking at each other as he licked right up the crease of my inner
thigh and crutch.  He smiled and both of us knew that he was just teasing.
I went to say something and at the same time felt his hand come around my
cock.  I stopped what I was going to say and watched as Matt looked down
and moved his head toward my cock.  I saw his tongue come out of his mouth
and then felt is rough texture lick the underside from the base on up.  I
couldn't help but close my eyes in utter pleasure as his tongue made its
way slowly up to the underside of the head.

Matt's tongue came around the head of my cock and licked from the bottom of
the crease, starting from my piss slit and running down to the underside of
the head of my cock, all the way to the slit.  Just as I started to moan,
Matt's mouth came down around my cock.  This only served to raise the
volume of my moan.

Matt slowly started to move his head up and down my cock, from tip to base.
I was holding the back of his head with one hand and remembering how good
his licking my nipples felt, I moved my other hand up to one of my nipples
and began to rub and pinch it lightly.

Matt's pace started to gradually quickened and I felt myself building
towards a climax.  As he sensed it, Matt slowed down and took his mouth off
my cock and started to lick my balls.  Before long he had all of my pubic
hair wet and started to suck each ball into his mouth, rolling each one
around in his mouth before moving to the next.  This didn't lessen the
pleasure I was feeling, but did serve to lessen the pressure I felt rising
in my balls.

After I had calmed down enough, Matt put his mouth around my cock again and
started to move up and down once more.  This time though, he used one free
hand to massage my balls and his other to massage and pinch my nipples.  In
no time I was `crawling the walls'.  I told him that I wanted to come and
that I wanted it to be now.  I guess that he took me to my word, because he
then raised his head up, opened his mouth and sank himself down onto the
entire length of my waiting cock.

I don't think that I lasted more than another couple of minutes.  Matt kept
the suction high, the fondling of my balls at just the right tempo and
pressure and before I knew it I could feel my orgasm approaching very
quickly.  And Matt felt it too.

I had expected Matt not to swallow my come -- or even keep his mouth on my
cock -- as I came, what with safe sex and all.  But I was proven wrong.
Just as my orgasm started, I told him I was about to come and he did the
exact opposite.  He sank his mouth down onto my cock, licking it inside his
mouth furiously, and applied just a little bit more pressure to my balls.
I just exploded.

Not only had I not had an orgasm with another guy before, I hadn't had an
orgasm now for about a week.  So there was an abundant supply of cum that
spewed from my balls and which Matt readily swallowed.  It seemed to go on
for minutes, but was more likely for less than one.  I couldn't ever
remember having as intense an orgasm as the one that Matt led me to that
day and I was completely spent at the end of it.

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Matt crawled up my body, kissing and nibbling me as he went.  When his face
came to the same level as mine, he was holding the weight of his body off
me and hovering over me.  I opened my eyes and looking at his face, he has
a really cheeky grin plaster all over his face.  "Did you enjoy that?"
Matt asked me with a chuckle.

In response, I simultaneously wrapped my arms and legs around his neck and
waste.  I pulled him towards me slightly and as he lowered his body on top
of me, my arms and legs wrapped around him further, to make sure that he
couldn't get away.  Smiling up at him, but saying nothing, I bought my face
up to his and kissed him deeply.  My tongue, working of its own accord,
snaked into his mouth and I could taste my own cum on his tongue.  It was a
really great feeling, tasting my own cum on another guy's tongue and I
moaned into his mouth.

We kissed deeply for a few minutes

I become more relaxed and felt an overwhelming sense of compassion, love
and all sorts of other emotions for him and our situation.  I saw myself
clearly for the first time - as the subservient member of the relationship.
I wanted him to be the stronger of the two of us, the more forceful and
wanted more and more to satisfy and please him.  I wasn't sure why I felt
this way -- was it because he was obviously more experienced?  I had no
idea, but I thought that I'd go with the flow and see where it led us.

With one fluid motion, I reversed our positions and now being on top, I
immediately started to head South.  As I started down his chest, I payed
particular attention to Matt's nipples.  They were more sensitive than mine
and he started to moan and writhe under me, when I took them between my
teeth and flicked across the tip with my tongue.

My senses were on edge and I was now paying very close attention to what he
reacted to and to what degree.

I was making my way down his stomach, almost to his belly button, when I
felt the tip of Matt's huge cock touch the bottom of my chin.  I raised my
head up slightly, to look at it.  I had never been this close to another
guys crouch, let alone with both of us naked and with his cock as stiff as
a board.  A feeling of desperateness came over me and I just couldn't wait
any longer to see what it felt like and what it tasted like in my mouth.

I moved my hand up and felt Matt's cock for the first time.  The skin was
incredibly soft, but just under that thin veneer, was a shaft that felt
like it was made of steel.  I stroked it and was in absolute awe of its
length and girth.  I couldn't quite reach all the way around and I started
to wonder how I would even get it down the back of my throat.

I had been practicing giving head on my dildo, but it was only seven inches
though.  I had become pretty good at deep-throating it.  In fact, I was
able to handle the length and not gag at all now.  It was just a matter of
getting the technique right.  So, I thought, I should be able to do the
same.  It may take a little time to get used to the girth, but I can do
this.  Besides, I thought, if I don't even try, how will I ever know?

With that thought in mind, I slowly lowered my head towards the tip of
Matt's cock.  As I got closer, I licked my lips and when I made contact, it
was with a kiss -- right on the piss slit.  I opened my mouth and realised
that I was salivating with the hunger I felt for Matt's cock.

I slowly lifted Matt's cock slightly and lowered my mouth onto it.  The tip
of his cock felt like velvet does when it is brand new.  It was so smooth,
that I immediately fell in love with the idea of having his cock in my
mouth as often as possible.

I made a seal with my lips, around the base of Matt's cock head and licked
the head all over with my tongue.  Matt let out a loud moan and I was
elated that he felt that I was doing something right.  I took my mouth of
the head of his cock and repositioned my head to be at the base of his
cock.  I dipped my head and at the same time, my tongue came out flat and
wide and I started to like his cock all the way from the base to the tip.

I was positioned on one side of Matt now and I lifted his huge cock so that
it was standing straight up in the air.  I started to lick it from base to
head all around it.  As his cock became slippery with my saliva, I grasped
it in my fist and started to pump it as I licked up and down.  I kept this
up for about three minutes, Matt all the while moaning and telling me that
it was great.

After I felt that his cock was slick enough, I paused at the top of one of
my strokes.  I positioned my mouth directly about his mouth and opening it
as wide I as I could, I lowered my mouth onto his cock.  For the first time
in my life, I had a real guys hard cock inside my mouth.  I kept going,
allowing the head to gently hit the back of my throat.

I kept this up for a few minutes, allowing myself time to get used to his
girth.  As I got used to it, I started to pause at the bottom of each
stroke and would swirl my tongue all around the four to five inches that I
had in my mouth.  I did this for another minute or so, before moving on.

When I felt like I was ready, I stopped at the bottom of one stroke and
instead of licking around with my tongue, I extended it as far as I could.
Feeling the back of my throat open up, I put some downward pressure on my
head.  I felt the tip of Matt's cock start to enter the back of my throat.
I felt myself start to gap a little, a few times.  As I felt the gag start,
I backed off slightly, until it passed and then reapplied the pressure.
Matt was now running his fingers through my hair and when I would stop and
open my throat, he would put a little pressure on the back of my head.

At one point I stopped and looked at Matt.  It took a couple of seconds of
inaction for him to realise that I had stopped and he opened his eyes and
looked at me.  I smiled at him and said, "This has to be the most perfect
cock I have ever seen.  Better than any plastic one in any shop, better
than all the ones I have seen in all the movies and magazines, I have ever
looked at."  I looked down at it and continuing, said, "Just PERFECT!!"

I looked at Matt and wanted to ask something.  Obviously my face gave me
away and he asked me what.  I paused and then asked, "Am I doing OK so
far?"

"Oh", he replied, " that is really fucking good.  It feels amazing.  I've
never had anyone take me all the way in their mouth before, so don't feel
like you need to.  Just keep doing what you're doing, it is really getting
me worked up."

As he was saying that, I was looking into his eyes and could tell that he
was telling me the truth.  A grin came over my face and I said, "Never had
anyone take you all the way eh?  Now there is a challenge."  Matt was about
to reply, but was stopped and instead a deep guttural moan came out of his
mouth, as I lowered my head back onto his cock, tongue swirling as I
lowered it.

I bobbed up and down on Matt's cock a few times, keeping a maximum seal on
it as I went.  When I was ready I tried a couple of minor extensions into
the start of my throat.  Not feeling myself gag at all now, I knew that I
was ready to give deep-throating a real cock, a real go.

I steeled myself and as my head came down, I extended my tongue, this time
before I felt the head of Matt's cock hit the back of my throat.  As I felt
the tip of his cock touch my tonsils, I increased the pressure and kept it
up.

This time, the entire head of Matt's cock just slipped into my throat.  I
paused, as I heard a moan, as loud as any I have ever made or heard, escape
from Matt's mouth.  I took a couple of breaths and allowed my throat to get
used to the girth.  I knew that the spongy head of his cock would be the
easiest part to get back there, but I wanted to go much further.  I wasn't
going to give myself any limits.

I got really horny knowing that I could do that and I could feel my cock
start to harden.  This was really getting me hot.

Once I felt like my throat was used to the increased girth, I lifted my
head a little and the tip of Matt's cock popped back into my mouth.  Matt
let out another moan and said something that I couldn't understand.  I
repeated the same action about a half a dozen more times, before I tried to
take any more into my throat.  Happy that I was relaxed and used to the rib
at the base of the head of Matt's cock coming out of my throat, I decided
that now was the time.

I bobbed up and down, short of taking the head into my throat, a couple of
times and then again allowed the head to slide into my throat.  But this
time, as I had done at different stages of this extremely pleasurable
experience, I didn't stop.  I kept up the pressure and about four inches
slipped quite easily into my throat.

Matt's whole body became tense and I paused, thinking that he was going to
cum there and then.  When he just moaned, opening his legs a little
further, placed some gentle pressure on the back of my head, I kept going.
I forced my head down another inch or so, before the dryness at that part
of Matt's cock, forced me to come back up.  As I started to pull back, I
opened my eyes and realised that I only had about two more inches to go.

WOW, I though.  That was a lot easier than I thought it would be.

I brought my head up to the point where the head of Matt's cock was just at
the opening to my throat, took a breath and bobbed up and down again a few
times, taking it to about seven inches into my mouth.  This was a far as I
had ever been, with much less girth, but my goal was to make the remainder
of his cock sufficiently slick, for me to take it all.  Now I was really
determined.

Once I thought that it was right to go, I raised myself up further on my
knees and sank down onto his cock, keeping up the pressure, until I felt a
slight tingle on the end of my nose.  Feeling this, I opened my eyes and
realised that I had struck pay dirt -- I had hit the pubic hair at the base
of Matt's cock.  I pushed just a little further and took the last half inch
down my throat and found my nose being bent aside, by Matt's pubic bone.

I was ecstatic with myself and moaned in celebration.

Obviously I had not been paying attention to Matt's condition at all,
because the moan resulted in Matt's whole body starting to convulse.  All
of a sudden I realised what it was about and I moaned again.

This time I felt the head of Matt's cock start to swell, as his body
prepared to cum.  I think it felt like what a bitch being mounted must feel
like, when the male dogs cock swells and creates a bulb to ensure that his
seed is received.

It was amazing and Matt's hands were keeping my head right where it was, as
I felt the shaft of Matt's cock start to pulse from base to tip.  I felt it
as Matt's cum started to fill my throat, but I was now running short on
useable oxygen.  But I also had an ulterior motive, as I raised my head
until Matt's cock head popped into the back of my throat.  I wanted to
taste the sum that his cock was fire-hosing my throat with.

Well I found out that he had plenty to spare.  As I felt the cum hit the
back of my throat, I found that I just couldn't keep up with the almost
direct line.  I had to swallow, but didn't have the capacity in that
position, so I moved my head up another inch.  Now that there was only
about three inches in my mouth, I replaced my throat with my hand and
started to pump his cock with my fist.  I stopped a couple of times to
massage his balls and this only brought me more cum, so I kept that up as
well.

I was now tasting, for the first time, another guys cum.  And I loved it!!!
It was as salty as mine, but it was different -- it was Matt's taste.  I
couldn't get enough of it and was really disappointed when the torrent,
turned to a trickle and then stopped.  Now only the occasional drop would
be ejected from the tip of Matt's cock, but I kept my head right where it
was.

When there was no hope and I could feel that Matt's cock had shrunk to
about half its erect size, I started to clean it with my tongue.  I got a
bit of a laugh, as it was really sensitive (no kidding) and Matt pulled me
off it, not able to cope with the mixture of the level of sensitivity and
my tongue.

Matt guided me back up to him.  When my face came up to his level, I fell
down on his left hand side, in the traditional position the women always
had when I had been with them.  Matt was immediately comfortable with this
position and he drew me to him, kissing me deeply and passionately.  I
responded in kind and allowed his tongue to clean me out of the remnants of
his cum.

I was exhausted, but exhilarated at the same time and as we lay there, he
said to me, "WOW.  That was just fucking amazing.  I can't believe that you
were able to take my cock all the way into your throat.  I came so hard I
was scared that I would blow a hole in the back of your head.  Thank you so
much, it was just amazing.  What else can you do?"

I laughed and said, "I know what you mean Matt.  I had become comfortable
at deep-throating my dildo, so I knew that I could do it.  I just knew that
it would take some time.  As for what else can I do?  Well you'll just have
to wait and see won't you."

We both laughed a little at that and both let it be right there.  Matt
didn't want to push me too quickly and I wanted to make sure that I enjoyed
(and became even better at) giving him head.  But I'll admit that the idea
of having his cock in my arse did flash through my mind.  It scared me a
little, but I immediately put the thought aside.

We fell into an easy conversation, both sharing our experiences freely.  I
think, in hindsight, that an invisible barrier had been broken.

Matt told me of the women he had had, as did I.  And Matt also told me
about the two other guys that he had been with.  He didn't give me too many
details, I think out of respect for mine and their feelings.  What he did
say though, was that one of the guys could only take his girth in his arse,
but couldn't take his length in his arse, and the other couldn't take him
in either.

From that point on, for the next couple of days, we were at each other's
cocks almost constantly.  It would take nothing at all for one or both of
us to get hard and for the other to attack his cock with their mouth.  I
grew to have almost an obsession with both Matt's cum, finding that I just
couldn't get enough and of having him deep in the back of my throat.

Matt was just as eager for my cock and my cum and he swallowed every bit
that came out of the end of my six incher.

Over this time, or positions and variations grew as well.  One of the two
most memorable head jobs for me was my first sixty nine.  I quickly found
that the best position for me was on the bottom, as I was in love with
having Matt's cock thrust down my throat, whilst his head bobbed up and
down on mine.  I loved the feeling of having to surrender myself to him and
not being able to back away -- I loved the pleasure I got from pleasing my
man.

The other was up at the look out, as the sun went down on the third night.
We had been standing, enjoying the setting sun, when I noticed Matt's cock
starting to stick out from his groin.  I just couldn't resist myself.  I
sank onto my knees and started to lick the length of his cock, getting it
really slick.  Matt tried to guide me to take it with his hands, but I
played at resisting.  It was the first time that we had any sort of
role-play in a sex session.

I held my face back from his cock and looked up at him, with pleading eyes.
I say the flash of recognition come across his face and all of a sudden, he
had a hard look on his face.  In a gruff and strong voice he said to me,
"Take my cock in your mouth and suck it, Bitch!"

I weakly said back to him, "No. No. Please don't make me do that.  It's
disgusting.  I could never suck another mans cock."  I tried to pull away
as little further, but my attempt to do so was met with a strong hand on
the back of my head, preventing me.

Matt took his cock in his hand and pointed it directly at my mouth.  He
moved my head towards it, until my mouth came into contact.  I tried to
turn away, but he grabbed a hand full of hair and forced me back near it.

Lightly slapping me a couple of times across the cheeks and on the mouth,
he raised his voice to almost a yell, saying, "Open your mouth and suck my
big cock, you bitch."  I timidly complied and he started to stick his cock
into my mouth, repeating over and over, "Lick it and suck it you little
cock sucker.  I know that you want to."

I slowly opened my mouth and as soon as it was open enough to get the head
of his cock inside, Matt thrust it in, until my mouth was full.  I
pretended to gag, which only made him say, "Open your throat cock sucker.
I am going to fuck it good and strong."

By this time, I was getting a little desperate to have Matt's cock sliding
down my throat anyway, so I readily complied.  In one thrust, Matt slammed
his nine incher all the way down my throat and started fucking my face,
like it was a well lubed and used rubber doll.

We both got carried away then and we started to suck and fuck like animals.
It was only a short head-job, but it really produced the results.  Matt's
full load was spent sown the back of my throat on that one.

At about eight o'clock that night, Matt repaid me by giving me a head-job
that lasted almost forty five minutes.  He brought me to the brink of
cuming so many times, there is just no way that I could have kept count.
When I finally did cum, I'm not sure if it was the intensity of my orgasm,
or the time that I had been erect, but totally exhausted and I just blacked
out and slept the sleep of the dead until morning.

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On the morning of day four I got up early to have a wash and get Matt's
breakfast ready -- still happy in the submissive role in the relationship.
As I was washing myself in the pond, standing against one of the rocks that
jutted out into the water, my thoughts returned to the night before and the
head job Matt gave me that had sent me to sleep.

My cock was still a little sore, from the battering it had been dealt over
the last couple of days -- but it wasn't really too bad.  The head and
underside of my cock was in the worst shape, as it wasn't used to having a
tongue thrash against it so often.  It had been nibbled on and a rough
tongue had been run up and over it so many times that it was a little red
and the skin way more sensitive than normal.  But after all that
punishment, my cock still rose to the occasion when I though about how good
it felt to be here and doing the things that Matt and I were doing.

I had washed and rinsed almost all of my body and was down to the last - my
lower legs - when I felt Matt behind me.  I had one leg up on a small rock
ledge and was washing down my left calf.  I didn't feel a hand on my
shoulder or my side, but his hard cock -- a morning hard on -- poking me in
the thigh.  He bent over to spoon me and said hello.  He kissed my shoulder
and I turned my head and we kissed each other good morning.  To my
astonishment, the first words out of his mouth were, "where's my
breakfast?"

I was shocked for a second, until I realised that he was only joking.  I
laughed and turned back to him and trying to tease him a little said, "Kiss
my ass and get your own."  At the same time I wiggled my ass a little.  In
reply, Matt laughed and disengaged the contact between us.  I though that
he was just going to relieve himself and get rid of the morning monster --
as I had come to think of it.  I returned to washing my leg, not paying any
attention to the fact that I didn't hear the sounds of his legs walking
away in the water.  I became lost in thought again -- that is until I felt
Matt's warm breath against my lower back.  I stopped what I was doing the
instant I felt Matt's lips touch my left ass cheek.

The first question that went through my head was, What is he doing?  This
was quickly followed by, Was he wanting to do what I thought he was?  And
then, Could I take his length and breadth?  But the overwhelming thought
that swamped my consciousness was how much I wanted it to happen.  I had
wanted this for what felt like eternity and I knew that I was ready for it.
I wanted it!!!

I felt a new level of desire to please Matt and this would be the ultimate
way in which I would do just that.

Matt was slowly kissing me all over my left ass cheek and I became fully
hard.  Then he moved to my right cheek.  I was remaining completely still,
in mid stroke of washing the back of my right thigh.  I felt his tongue
start licking my ass cheek and couldn't believe how good it felt.  As he
continued to lick and kiss my ass, a low soft moan escaped my lips.

"Like that huh?" said Matt in a soft sultry voice.

All I could manage as an answer was, "Ohhh."  With that I bent forward
slightly, moving my ass back a little, knowing that it would expose my anus
more than it was.  It was a signal to Matt to keep going, and it was one
that he read straight away.

The next thing that I felt was Matt's hands lightly touching both hips.  He
moved them in slow, soft circles around my ass cheeks, as his licking and
kissing slowly centered in on the dark brown, puckered rose of my anus.
This was really getting to me!

Matt moved his hands wider to my thighs again and with one hand gently
reached under my right thigh towards my crouch.  I looked down and watched
his right hand as it gradually began to caress my balls.  At first he only
lightly tickled the hair on my balls.  Then he took them in his hands and
gently massaged them, rolling them around in the palm of his hand.  As I
continued to watch him do this, me moaning as he went, I could also feel
his tongue and lips arrive at the very top of the crack of my ass.  As he
started to lick and kiss his way slowly towards my virgin anus, I watched
his hand snake its way up to my raging hard on.

He had started to stroke me, his hand lubricated by the soapsuds from my
calf, when his tongue arrived at my anus.  When the tip of his tongue
touched my puckered hole, I almost screamed in ecstasy.  At the same time,
my legs involuntarily spasmed and I lost my balance, my right leg came
crashing down into the water and Matt's hand and tongue lost contact with
me.  Immediately Matt and I moved to make sure that we regained contact as
quickly as possible.  I was almost overwhelmed with emotions at that point.
Not only did I desperately want this for me and to please Matt, but he
showed me by his quick action, that he wanted to please me as well.

I moved my legs apart and bent over resting my head and forearms on the
rock that my foot had just been on.  All the while Matt held my hips and
steadied me.  As I was almost in my position, Matt moved a hand quickly
back to my cock and I felt his face, particularly the stubble on his chin,
reconnect with me at the top of my ass crack.  I moaned and pushed my ass
back again.  And again Matt took the signal.  We were acting as one,
sensitive to each others signals of our wants and needs - talking without
words.

Matt's hand started stroking my cock again and his mouth moved more
directly towards my virgin hole.  As he arrived at my anus, I felt the tip
of his tongue touched the very centre.  The moan that came from my lips was
long and low -- one filled with passion and pleasure.  It felt so
incredibly good ... so different ... and so good.  I couldn't help but bend
down further to open my cheeks more and give Matt yet better access to my
ass.

Matt's tongue then started to circle my anus, whilst continuing to stroke
my cock...Man was he good at rimming.  As he continued to do this, I felt
the area around my anus get wetter and wetter.  And as he continued to work
on my ass with his tongue, so to did the level of my pleasure.  In a short
time I felt my anus start to loosen up.  As it did, I felt Matt's tongue
start to become more insistent that it get inside.  Matt's tongue gradually
loosened up my sphincter, like I usually did with my fingers, when I was by
myself.  Just the thought of what I would do with my fingers and what I
would follow up with after that, with my dildo, spurred me on.

I sensed, more that actually noticed, that Matt's left hand had left my ass
cheek.  The next thing that felt was a cool sensation on my anus.  Matt's
tongue had temporarily left its work.  No sooner had I noticed it, that it
had returned -- closely followed by a new sensation, that of one of Matt's
fingers at the base of my cock.  Matt started to rub his lubricated finger
between the base of my balls and my anus and his tongue became more and
more insistent.

I was starting to get close to coming and I think that Matt felt it as
well.  He slowed his stroking to a more relaxed pace, but increased his
tongue attack on my anus.  And they were working.  My anus was opening like
the flower that they all are.  Just as this was happening, Matt, who must
have known just when, moved his finger towards my anus, replacing his
tongue with it.

Matt gently, but steadily, inserted his finger to the middle knuckle.  This
was the first time that someone other than myself, had placed a finger
inside me.  For a couple of seconds, I guess that my nerves took over,
because my sphincter clamped down on Matt's finger.  But Matt's stroking of
my cock and his continued licking around my anus quickly allowed it to
relax.  Matt held his finger still until my anus relaxed some more, all the
while licking and stroking.

I quickly got used to the feeling of Matt's finger inside me -- but I
wanted more.  I pushed back a bit, as a signal to Matt to continue.  He
took the hint and pulled his finger back, just a little, before pushing it
further forward.  He started to gently pump his finger in and out of my
ass, slowly at first, going a little bit further each time.  Within a
minute he had his whole finger inside me and continued to pump it in and
out, still pumping my cock.  I was getting really turned on and as his
finger bottomed out (so to speak), I wriggled back to try and get more of
it in me.  I wanted more.  I was feeling great, it wasn't uncomfortable,
but I felt like I needed more.

Matt of course obliged me.  His first finger was well lubed and pulling it
out he inserted another his middle one I think.  He pumped this one inside
me a couple of times and then as he was pulling it out, he stopped, with
just the tip of his finger at the opening of my ass.  I knew what was
coming.  He held it there and I couldn't help but say, "Ohh, come on Matt.
Put another finger in my ass and fuck me with it."  I wriggled my ass a
little and finally he relented.

I felt the tip of a second finger join the one inside me, at the opening to
my ass.  Then he gently pushed forward.  Whilst I had done this and more
(another finger at least) to myself, it felt very different.  I wasn't in
control and I wasn't almost doubled up, or reaching around behind myself,
to do it.  I was in probably the best position for this to be done to me.
I wasn't relaxed and I was feeling quite nervous, maybe a little
apprehensive - but very much more excited at the same time.

Matt started to slowly pump his two fingers in and out of my ass.  Telling
myself to relax and just enjoy the feelings, I quickly warmed to the second
digit inside me.  Pretty soon, Matt was using the full length of his
fingers.  Once again he bought me to the point of cuming and would then
slow until the feeling subsided.  I, on the other hand was getting into it
so much that I was almost constantly moaning and started to back onto
Matt's probing fingers.

After what seemed like hours of pleasure, and almost cuming about 10 times,
I wanted more -- and wanted release as well.  I said to Matt, "Stop...stop
Matte."  With that I stopped moving and waiting for Matt to stop, I gently
moved forward, forcing the removal of his fingers from my arse.  They came
out with a bit of a slurping sound and some gas that had built up inside me
came out shortly after.  For a second or two I regretted doing that and
missed his fingers being inside me -- but then I also felt renewed vigour
for what I had wanted all along.

I slowly stood and turned to Matt.  "That was amazing". I said.  We kissed
and embraced.  As we came together, I felt his hard-on poke into my stomach
and gently moved to allow its full length to rub against me.  We kissed for
a bit longer -- until my hunger grew again.

I wanted Matt...and I wanted him inside me.

As we were kissing, our hands were roaming all over each other.  I quickly
moved my left hand to his crouch and gently moving my hips slightly away
from his, moved my hand to grasp his huge cock.  For a split second I again
wondered if I would be able to handle it -- but all of my instincts said
that I would (or I'd die trying).

I broke our kiss and stepped back from him.  I quickly rinsed my crouch and
calves of the soap.  As I stood up, I looked directly into Matt's eyes.
Summing up all of my courage and trying to sound as confident as I could, I
said, "I want you...I want this inside me."  As I said this, I gently
squeezed his cock in my hand.  This elicited a moan from Matt and with a
smirk on his lips, he said, "What?"

I smiled at him, knowing that this morning my life would
change...irrevocably...and forever.

I continued to look straight at Matt and squeezing his cock in my hand
until this time I elicited a groan of pain, I said forcefully, "I said...I
want you to fuck me!  I want you to put your cock in my arse and fuck me!
I want you to cum inside me and I want to cum when you do!  Do you
understand me!?"

With that, the smile fell from Matt's face.  He looked at me directly and
moved toward me.  I let Matt take the lead and I let my instincts to please
him take over.

Matt moved both his hands around me again and kissing me lightly, moved
them down to the bottom of both arse cheeks.  I went with my instincts and
as he lifted me, I jumped a little.  At the same time I spread my legs and
he lifted me further into his arms.  I wrapped my legs around his waste and
locked my ankles behind his back.

We kissed.  This time it was deeply and so passionately that it took my
breath away.  I was nervous, but incredibly excited at the same time.  I
felt his cock move between my splayed legs and felt most of it run along
underneath me.  From the base of his cock, which was being enveloped by my
balls, I felt it throb in that most sensitive of areas between my balls and
anus.  It felt like it was on fire and its warmth radiated from my anus and
along the crack of my arse.  I gently squeezed my arse cheeks together to
feel more of the heat and elicited a moan from Matt.

Matt slowly started walking to what had become our shared bed.  As we
arrived, he bent his knees, moving us lower to sit on his heals.  It was
such a hot position -- one where we shared dominance.  But I didn't want
that.  Right now all I wanted was to be dominated...I wanted to be
submissive and have him take the lead...I wanted to be on the receiving
end.

I leaned back -- just a little -- to signal that this is what I wanted.  He
obliged me and leaning forward he gently placed me on my back on the bed
blanket.  I hadn't released my grip around either his neck of the small of
his back, but at this point I went limp, signalling him to make the next
move.  We continued to kiss and I felt a hand leave my body and as he did
this, felt more of his weight come down on me and the contact between us
become more intense.

Matt shifted his hips a down and back away from me little and this allowed
him to move his cock from between the cheeks of my arse, to on top of me.
Knowing him a little better than I had a few days ago, I knew that he
sometimes liked the friction between groin to groin dry humping, whit our
cocks rubbing against each other and in and out of each other's pubic hair.

We started to grind our hips together, softly at first, but quickly rising
in passion.  At the same time, we were kissing and fondling each other.
With both hands free to do as I pleased, I was having a great time feeling
all over Matt's body and as I took both of his ass cheeks in my hands and
gave them a form squeeze, I elicited a deep groan from Matt.

I felt more of his weight come down on me and Matt lifted his head away
from me, looking at and reaching for something in the bag at the top of his
bed roll.  The left his neck completely unguarded and I took the
opportunity to attack.  I was kissing and biting it and started to give
Matt a hickey bite.  This got his attention and he stopped what he was
doing for a few seconds and moaned loudly.  I laughed and bit him harder.

Retrieving what he was searching for, Matt's head came around again to mine
and we kissed again.  Only this time, Matt had firmly taken charge of the
situation -- just what I wanted -- but I wasn't going to make it too easy
for him.  As Matt tried to lift his upper body up into a sitting position,
I grabbed his shoulders and held on.  This stopped him, momentarily, and
then, placing a hand on my chest, he pushed himself up.  I tried to follow
his motion, but he was having nothing of it and semi-roughly pushed me and
held me down for a few seconds.

When he felt my body cease to resist, he sat up a little more and reached
over my head again and brought his pillow down over my head.  I felt his
left hand move under the small of my back and as he pulled my ass up, I
helped by lifting with my legs.  At the same time as he moved the pillow
under the small of my back, he also placed a towel over the top of it.  As
I lowered myself down onto the pillow, the top of my legs and the bottom of
my ass didn't touch ground.

I looked up and Matt sitting upright now, and saw a look of lust in his
eyes.  He looked me right in the eye and seeing the same in mine, lowered
his eyes to my cock.  From beside him, he raised a plastic container of
lubricant and opening it, turned it upside down and held it over my crouch.
Matt gently squeezed out a little and a cold dollop of gel landed half way
down my cock.  This caused me to jump a little, but not as much as when he
brought his right hand up and started massaging the fluid up the entire
length of my cock.

As he slowly pumped my cock, he brought the lubricant container over his
cock and squirted a generous amount onto his own cock.  As he was placing
the container down, I reached out and started spreading the cool liquid all
of the length of his cock.

We both enjoyed the sensation of pumping each other's cocks for a few
seconds.  This was a really erotic sensation and because my crouch was
abnormally raised in the air, I felt a flush of excitement and adrenaline
curse through my whole body.  The manifestation of this was a shudder that
started at my toes and worked its way all the way to my head.  All I could
say, was "Oh fuck, I am so horny Matt!"

Matt smiled down at me and said, "I am happy to help you with that.  Are
you ready for me?"  He waited for me to reply and all I could manage to do
was nod my head.

With that, Matt took his hand off my cock and moving both under my thigh,
just above my bent knees, he raised them up into a missionary position.  He
let go of my thighs and I let go of his cock to hang onto them.  Matt
picked up the lube and squirting another generous amount onto the tips of
the fingers of his left hand slowly lowered it out of my view.

The first thing I felt was the cool lube touch my anus and it caused me to
jump a little.  This didn't deter Matt, in fact he didn't even look up --
he was too engrossed in what he was doing.  He started to rub the lube
around my anus, gently massaging the puckered muscle.  Even though I was
nervous, I gave myself over to the feelings of trust I had for Matt and of
the lust that I felt.  I was at peace with myself, which I think is why it
only took about ten seconds for me to relax and for Matt's middle finger to
enter my arse.

Applying a little more lube, Matt started to slowly move his finger in and
out of my arse.  When he felt I had relaxed a little more, he inserted a
second finger -- his index.  He pumped these in and out a little more and
then I felt him start to force his fingers apart.  As he did this, I
brought my right hand to my cock and started rubbing myself.

As my anus adjusted to the stretch, I could feel it gradually open and as
Matt continued to slowly fuck me with his fingers, I could feel my arse
accommodate the girth that was being asked of it and it relaxed more and
more.

I hadn't said anything and I lay there, eyes closed, only occasionally
moaning softly.  I was just too caught up in the feeling of having another
guy's fingers inside me again.

At this point, Matt took the lube and squirted more on his cock and them
squirted a generous amount into my arse.  Now his cock and my arse were as
ready as they would ever be.

Matt had spread the lube he put on his cock, along its massive length and
he now shifted his position slightly, to bring his hips into line with
mine.  Shuffling forward slightly, I felt Matt's cock slap down on my
balls.  He raised his hips a little and guided his cock towards my arse.

Slowly withdrawing his fingers, I opened my eyes and looked up at him.  I
felt love and lust and excitement and apprehension all at the same time.
But I trusted him and so, when I felt the hot tip of Matt's cock touch my
anus, there was only a flicker of concern, before I raised my ass a little
towards the cock that would take my cherry and change me forever.

Matt looked at me now and I smiled back at him.  My signal resulted in Matt
increasing the pressure on my anus and bearing down, I wriggled my ass a
little.  Matt slowly increased the pressure and I could feel my anus start
to open further than it had ever done before.  It kept expanding until, it
stopped and I started to feel pain.  It started to hurt a little as Matt
increased the pressure again.

I winced and seeing this Matt stopped pushing forward.  "Are you OK?"  He
asked, with a great deal of concern in his voice.

"It just hurts a little" I said through gritted teeth.

I felt Matt back off a little, relieving me of some of my pain.  Opening my
eyes and looking Matt directly in his, I said "No, no!....Keep going!"

With that, Matt increased the pressure again and this time I could feel his
cock starting to made some progress.  I let out a growl and bearing down
further still, wriggled my arse in the air, to force his huge cock knob
inside me.

For a moment I thought it would never fit, then it just popped in.  After a
flash of mild pain and pressure on my anus, I felt it relax further and the
feeling of being stretched beyond what was possible fell away.  Matt held
himself in place, as my anus adjusted to the extent to which it was being
asked to stretch.  We had modified our positions so that Matt's forearms
were keeping my knees up around my chest.  After about a minute I felt
comfortable enough to wriggle my arse a little to test how I was coping.
To my surprise, it was actually OK.

Matt asked if I was alright and I said, "Yeh, I'm good actually.  I didn't
think that your big fat cock was going to fit in at all and I got a little
worried there for a second, but now that I've had time to adjust, it feels
good."

Looking at me intently, I could tell that he was trying to read my face to
see if I was lying or something.  Obviously he saw that I was telling the
truth, so he asked, "Do you want to keep going, rest some more, or do you
want me out and we try again later?"

I could sense that his question was asked with all sincerity, but I had
begun to feel the beginnings of pleasure.  It wasn't like when your cock is
inside a woman, of course.  I had known that I wouldn't feel that sort of
pleasure -- a bowel just isn't made for that.  I felt pleasure from having
him inside me, the feeling of closeness.  I had the sensation of fullness
and there were the first tinglings of pleasure from the pressure his cock
was putting near my prostate.

But there was more pleasure coming from the knowledge that I was giving
myself to Matt completely, that I was making him happy and that we were
one.  I was actually pretty fucking horny and looked down at my cock to see
it still standing proudly to attention.

Smiling, I looked up at Matt and said, "Why don't we see how far we can
both get.  I am starting to enjoy this and I can feel that you are too,
because your cock is throbbing inside me."  As I said the last part, I gave
my sphincter a squeeze and elicited the appropriate moan from Matt.

Smiling back at me, he said "OK then.  I'll go slow.  But tell me if I am
going to fast for you.  You'll probably not be able to take all of me on
the first go round."

I looked at him and said, "Well I've been using a 7 inch dildo a few times
a week for a little while now and I think that there'll be some spare space
at the end.  Besides, I have loved the feel of having plastic balls come
into contact with my ass, so I don't want to miss out on feeling the real
thing."

Matt gave a small laugh and said, "Well then."  I felt his weight shift
slightly and felt the pressure from the tip of his cock increase inside by
bowel.  Matt's huge cock went in an inch or so quite easily then it felt
like an impenetrable barrier had been erected by my bowel -- my inner
sphincter had shut down.  Matt stopped when I winced in pain and asked
again if I was OK.  I said I was fine and just needed to stop for a little
bit.

This had happened the first couple of times that I had used a vibrator and
again when I first used my own dildo.  It was obviously a change in
diameter and circumstances that set this stoppage in motion, but I had
discovered what to do and just relaxed.  I said to Matt, "Just slowly put
pressure forward and I'll be OK.  It may take a minute or so, but I'll get
there."

Matt applied a little pressure and as I relaxed more, I felt my inner
sphincter start to open.  Matt kept up the pressure and it gradually
started to release its vice-like grip on allowing anything past it in the
opposite direction to what it was designed to.  Unlike before it was taking
a lot more time.  But just as I thought it may not happen, my inner
sphincter relaxed enough to let Matt's cock proceed.

Even with the mild pressure that he was applying, when my sphincter
relaxed, about four inches of Matt's cock thrust into me.  All of a sudden,
a feeling of fullness, to a degree that I had never felt before, came over
me.  It was a feeling not unlike the feeling you get when a really big load
started to make its way out of your bowel, whilst sitting on the toilet.
It was actually quite amazing and all we could both do, in unison, was
moan.  Matt from the feeling of heat up over half of the monster and me
from a feeling of fullness and pressure on my bowel.

Matt stopped and we both relaxed for a few seconds.

"Keep going", I said.  But Matt didn't.  Instead he remained motionless.
"Are you OK?" I asked.

In a voice that was a little raspy, Matt said, "Yeh, I'm OK.  Just need to
get over the feeling of wanting to cum.  Man you have a tight arse and it
is soooo hot in there.  I wasn't sure if you'd let me in, but when you did,
it felt like your arse was trying to suck the cum out of my balls."

I laughed and pulling him to me, kissed him passionately.  Still holding
his face in my hands, I said "Well that is my eventual aim here and even if
you cum right now, I'd be the happiest I've been for quite a few years.
But you take your time lover, because we have all the time in the world."
As soon as I said that, I gave my sphincter a big squeeze, trying to cut
his cock off.  Matt's eyes slammed shut and my actions elicited a rather
large and loud moan from Matt.

I relaxed my sphincter and wriggled my arse a little.

Matt's eyes slowly opened and looking down at me he saw that I was smiling.
A broad grin came across his face and a wickedness came into his eyes.  "So
that's the way it's going to be then -- eh?"  Matt said.

I felt Matt's body shift slightly and then felt pressure against the inside
of my bowel.  Matt's cock slowly made its way inside me.  First one inch
and then another.  But at about the seven inch mark, he stopped and started
backing out.

Matt kept withdrawing his cock until there was only about two inches still
inside me.  He lifted one hand and I heard the spurt of some more lube
being applied to his cock.  I felt his fingers rub lightly against my anus
and shuddering with pleasure, I let out a soft involuntary moan.  This
stopped Matt and he looked up at me.  With my eyes barely open he said, "So
you like that huh?  This is becoming a bit of a trend" As my mouth opened
to answer him, Matt proceeded to rub around my anus with two fingers.

"OHHHH!  Fuck that is soooo hot Matt!"  I said, through gasps of air.  I
had never thought that my anus could be so sensitive, but obviously having
a huge cock inside it, stretching it to the max, made it way more
sensitive.

Matt continued to rub around my anus as he applied inward pressure to his
cock and started to fill me up again.  He moved slowly and this some how
accentuated the pleasure that I was getting from my anus.

He moved slowly in to about the seven inch mark again and then withdrew,
just as slowly.  This he did a couple more times, without rubbing around my
anus, instead using his arms just to steady himself.  On the fifth or so
time, Matt continued and another inch of the monster disappeared inside me.

With just on eight inches of Matt's huge cock inside me, it seemed to
bottom out (so to speak).  I think that it was just the shape of my bowel,
but I felt the tip of mat's cock reach what felt to be at a bend in my
bowel.  He felt it too and as I opened my eyes, I saw his searching my face
for any indication that I wanted him to stop.  Not finding any and sensing
that I was OK, he started to slowly increase the pressure inwards.

I closed my eyes again and concentrated on relaxing and on the sensation
coming from deep within me.  I slowly moved my hips from side to side and
up and down, trying to help get the last inch of Matt's cock inside me -- I
wanted it all and I couldn't yet feel his hips against my skin, or his
balls against my arse.

Matt kept increasing the pressure and after a minute or two (time wasn't
something that I judged well at this point), I felt some give and increased
the degree of the movement of my hips.  I could feel my bowel starting to
shift and could feel the tip of Matt's cock moving slowly forward.  Then,
Matt released the pressure from his hips and withdrew about three inches.
Then he slowly moved forward again.  I lifted my hips a little and the cock
inside me made a little more headway.  Realising this, Matt repeated his
action -- as did I.  We kept this up a few more times and then it happened.

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I'm not sure if it was on the stroke that Matt stopped, or the one prior to
that, but I felt Matt's hips against the back of my thighs and felt the
heat from Matt's balls, against the sides of the crack of my arse.  We both
stopped and looked at each other.  At last, we had both achieved our goal -
all of Matt's cock was inside me!

Smiling, I reached around my hips and felt Matt's against mine.  As if to
make sure, I felt in between us and felt the contact.  I reached down,
around and under further and came into contact with Matt's balls.  I gave
them a little squeeze, causing Matt to moan.  His cock twitched and this
brought forth a moan from me.

I looked up into Matt's eyes and said, "You're there!  You're all the way
inside me!"

Matt looked down at me and smiling, said "I couldn't believe it there for a
second, but I am.  Do you need a break, because it's taken some time."

Shaking my head, I said "No mate.  I'm actually feeling really good."
Pausing for a second, a shit eating grin came on my face and I said,
"...But I think you should do something for me."

"What's that?"

"Fuck me Matt!"  I said with quite a bit of conviction.  "I've had dildos
inside me before, but it has never felt this good, even when I came.  Right
now I want to experience what it feels like to be fucked by a huge cock
like yours.  I want you to fuck me and cum inside me."

This time the shit eating grin came over Matt's face and he said, "Well who
am I to argue with that."

Matt took a deep breath and then started to slowly withdraw his huge cock
from inside me.  He took it back three inches and then slowly replaced it.
Taking it out again, this time until about five inches was left inside me,
he again refilled me to capacity, only with a little more force.  Matt
gradually increased the length of his strokes, increasing the speed as he
went, until I felt the rib at the base of his cock rub past my prostate
gland.

That movement sent a wave of pleasure, through my cock, up my stomach, past
my nipples, right to the centre of my brain and back again.  With the next
stroke, I felt the rib of Matt's cock head rub against my anus and the same
wave of pleasure, only a little more intense, washed over me again.  As his
cock came to rest, as far as its length would allow it to, Matt paused and
said, "Are you OK?  Do you want me to keep going?"

All I could say, through short breaths, was,
"Fuck...yes...keep...going...Need...it...harder!"

Matt didn't say anything -- he didn't need to.  But, the next thing he did
was to pull his cock all the way out of me.  My anus stayed open, and I
felt a hunger for Matt's cock to be back inside me, like I feel when I
haven't eaten for two days.  I felt his weight change for a few seconds and
felt the cool lubricant tube briefly touch the inside of my anus and felt
the cold lube as he squirted in a big dollop just inside my arse.  My anus
was still wide open, unable to even think about closing, even just a
little.  I was in heaven.

All I could do was utter a guttural moan, somewhere between pain and
pleasure.  Then Matt's weight shifted again and I felt the hot tip of his
cock at my anus again.  I was immediately calmed and as Matt once again
entered me -- a little slowly, I think because he wanted to make sure that
he didn't hurt me.

A couple of long slow strokes from Matt, to the point of just withdrawing
all the way, was all it took to make sure that the lube was spread along
the length of my bowel.  I actually felt its easier passage and over the
next couple of strokes it felt like there was less pleasure because of the
lube.  But the sensations quickly returned and Matt, keeping the length to
the point where the rib at the base of the tip of his cock, just popped out
of my anus, started to increase the speed of his strokes.

After a short time, Matt was feeding his huge cock to me, a full length at
a time.  With all the pressure, it felt like I was going to cum soon.  I
reached down beside me and grabbed the tube of lube.  Squirting some onto
my right hand I bought it to my cock and pushing at Matt's stomach,
signalling him to give me some room, I started to slowly pump my cock, with
my lubed hand.

As I stroked my cock, it quickly became evident to me that I was going to
cum sooner, rather than later.  I relaxed a bit, but with Matt's cock now
pumping my arse strongly, full length, I knew from experience that I wasn't
going to be able to hold my orgasm back.

We were both grunting now and Matt looked down at me and between grunts and
moans and forcefully said, "I'm going to cum soon.  I can't hold it back!"

I almost yelled back at him, "Cum inside me man.  I'm going to cum
too...and soon!  I want you to cum with me...Fuck me Matt...Fuck my arse
hard and fill it with your cum!

Matt bent down and we deeply and passionately kissed.  Our tongues were
desperately trying to add to the pleasure that we felt.

As Matt started to fuck me hard, moans that could have been heard across a
busy airstrip, came from both of us.  I was pumping my cock with one hand
and I reached up with the other and took Matt's right nipple in my finger
and thumb of my left hand and started to roll the erect nub between them --
twisting it from one extreme to the other.

I could feel my balls contract, the first major sign that I was going to
cum and on the next back stroke of Matt's cock, I yelled, "Gonna cum.
Arrrghh!!!"

The whole experience had had my senses at such a heightened level that I
felt like I could feel the blood flow through my entire body.  It was like
nothing I had ever felt before.  Better than sex with a woman, better than
pleasuring myself with my own dildo or vibrator.  My senses, particularly
of smell, were more alive than they had ever been.  The experience of
making love to another man, had completely changed my life.  It wasn't that
I loved Matt, but the experience, that he had been the other half of, was
more like love making than I had ever experienced before.  I knew that I
would never be the same again.

With that realisation ringing in my head, I felt my cum leave my balls.  I
felt it travel all the way to the base of my cock and the twitching of my
groin muscles, pumping it all the way to the tip of my cock.  It felt more
acute than any pleasure I have felt before.

I lifted my head as I was about to cum.  The pulsing of muscles rang
through my groin and now my anus joined in the choir, fiercely contracting
with every contraction.

Matt was fucking me is five to six inch strokes, in and out of my ass with
raw power.  At the end of each of these strokes, the force of his thrust
was rocking me rearward, forcing my arse into the air more, ensuring that
he hit as far home as he would ever be able to.

When I came, my cum shot out of the tip of my cock, with such force that
the first spurt landed on my chest.  The second hit me in the face and when
the third came, I had opened my mouth and it landed right at the back of my
throat.  I didn't black out, but I did literally see stars and on each
contraction, I couldn't keep my eyes open.  But, what followed was the most
intense part of the whole adventure.

My anus clamped down on Matt's cock and stayed clamped.  This took him over
the edge and what came out of his mouth, from the very centre of his being,
was a guttural roar, something akin to a battle cry.  I felt his cock
swell...and swell...and swell.

My anus felt it all and it was now stretched more than it had ever been.
Matt bottomed out on his last stroke with such force, that my hips came off
the ground and stayed there.  I'm not sure, but I will swear to the day I
die, that his cock grew in length, because it went further than it had
before.

I felt Matt's contractions start at the base of his cock and felt them, as
they made their way along it, for the first three inches or so inside me.
The next thing I felt was a fire deep in my bowel and realising that he was
starting to fill me with his cum, my orgasm increased in ferocity, just
before the last of my cum, squirted onto my abdomen.

Matt's orgasm seemed to go on and on.  As I felt the intensity of his
orgasm start to wain, Matt thrust his cock in short strokes, to empty his
balls and to try and maintain the pleasure he was experiencing.

My orgasm had finished, but I was still furiously pumping my cock with my
hand.  I gradually slowed and didn't want to stop the intensely pleasurable
feelings -- desperately missing it, as I let it go.

As Matt's orgasm slowed, his body gradually collapsed onto mine.  I was
almost bent in two and as Matt released his arms, leaving all of his weight
on me, I was able to move my legs.

I wrapped my legs around Matt's hips and my arms around his chest, pulling
all of his weight on top of me.  I could feel his cock deep in me and his
full weight along the length of my torso.  It was at that point that I knew
what my ex-wife had meant, when she used to tell me to rest all my weight
on her, after we had both cum.

Matt's head was in the crook of my neck and I started stroking his back and
ass.  We were both still moaning, softly now and less and less frequently.

After about 5 minutes, I started to feel the release of the pressure on my
stretched anus.  I realised that Matt's cock was slowly emptying of blood
and I knew that eventually, his cock would again become flaccid.

I was dreading that very thought, when Matt started to lift his head.  As
his face came to the same level as mine, I put a hand on either side of his
face and bringing his head in line with mine, I looked at him.  I noticed
twin streaks of moisture down either side of his face and realised that he
had shed a couple of tears.  I kissed him gently, but with all the passion
I could muster.

"Was it that good for you?" I asked as our kiss finished.

Matt looked at me and said, "That was the most intense experience I have
ever had.  It felt like we were connected in a way that I've never felt."
He paused, considering what he was going to say next.  After ten or so
seconds, he added, "Do you know what?  You are a natural at this.  You knew
just what I wanted and did it just at the right time.  And when you came,
it felt like your ass was trying to rip my cock off at the base and swallow
it whole.  It was the most amazing sex I think I've ever had."

I couldn't reply immediately.  My throat had swollen and there was a pool
of moisture in my eyes such that I couldn't focus properly.  After a short
delay, I looked up at Matt and said, "And I have to tell you that it wasn't
me doing anything.  I was just responding to you in the way that I thought
I should -- in a way that I thought might please you.  But it was so
intense for me -- more intense that I have ever experienced before.  I
don't think that I will ever be the same again.  I think that I am a
convert to man sex.  And I'm not sure that I will ever get away from being
a bottom -- I just can't see me doing that" I paused for a few seconds and
then added, "Your cock being so deep inside me that I thought it would
burst out of my stomach."

As I said that, I gently squeezed my anus.  I felt Matt tense up and he
looked down at me and contracting his groin muscles, making his cock swell
a little against my anus.  This sent a wave of pleasure through me as well
and we both moaned in unison.

I pulled Matt to me again and felt his weight against me.

We stayed that way for about another twenty minutes, enjoying the after
effects and me at least, enjoying the feeling of being both royally fucked
and fully sated.  In that time I felt Matt's cock slowly return to its
normal width and length.  As it did, my anus gradually contracted with it.
We both started to get a little restless and I just knew that Matt needed
to have a piss as much as I did.

I said, softly, in Matt's ear, "I have to get up.  I need a piss.  But I
don't want your cock to leave.  What do we do?"

Matt lifted his head, looked at me and said, "This."  With that, he slowly
started to raise up.  I felt his cock start to slip the few inches and was
going to resist the evacuation of my bowel, but just didn't have the
strength.

I lifted my head a watched as a surprisingly clean cock came into view
between my open legs.  When the head of Matt's cock finally left the warmth
of my arse, it came out with a sizable plop.  The sound was quickly
followed by a short rush of cold air inside me, before my anus slowly shut.
It wasn't watertight by any stretch of the imagination and as Matt raised
himself to sit on his haunches, I raised myself up onto my elbows.

As I did this, I let out a big, bit sloppy, fart.  We both smiled at that
and I said, "Well that's to be expected I suppose."

Matt leaned forward and kissed me briefly.  As he slowly moved backwards,
he looked down to my crouch and then looked up at me.  "Wow.  You came in
buckets too."  He said with a big grin.  I laughed and as I did, I watched
as he leaned down and put his lips around my flaccid cock.  My laughter
stopped immediately.

Matt started to such my cock, to clean me.  He licked my balls and then
gradually made his way up my stomach and chest, licking and sucking as he
went.  It felt fantastic and had I not just had the most intense orgasm of
my life, I think that I would have become hard again.

We kissed and I tasted my own cum on his tongue, as they tussled with each
other inside our mouths.

Matt sat back on his heals and then stood up and offered my a hand.  I took
it and as he helped me up, another great fart came from inside me.  We both
laughed again and I blushed a deep crimson red.

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We walked down to the water and back to the rocky outcrop I had been
washing myself at before -- where this morning had all started.  We both
lowered ourselves into the water, allowing our bodies to relax a little.  I
felt another fart leave me -- but it was the last one.

We both stood and Matt took up the soap that I had been using and started
to wash me.  He washed everywhere, being very careful around my anus.  I
was really enjoying it and I turned to him and said, "You know, it's not
sore or anything -- at least at this stage."

After he had washed me, I returned the favour, paying particular attention
to his cock and nuts.  But they were remarkably clean.

After finishing, we got out of the water and dried off.  This time, Matt
made me breakfast.  After finishing, I turned to him and said, "Is that
what I have to do to get breakfast made for me?"

We both laughed and Matt said, "If you do that every day, I'll gladly make
you breakfast."

We relaxed for a good hour, drinking cups of coffee, smoking cigarettes and
talking about what we had just achieved.  At one stage, Matt said, "I
really have never been with another guy that was able to take all of me
inside him.  Not even the women I have fucked, have been able to.  I think
you're amazing."  He got serious for a second and asked if I was sore.

I simply shook my head a said, "Not at all actually.  I wasn't sure that
I'd get all of you inside me.  In fact there were a couple of times when I
doubted my capacity for a few seconds.  I'm not sure how I'm going to feel
later today, or tomorrow, but having used a dildo regularly, should reduce
any discomfort."  I paused for a second and then added, "Do you know that
having you do that to me, is sooo much better than trying to do it myself.
It is just in a league of its own.  You are an amazing lover Matt.  You've
definitely converted me."

The conversation went on for a few more minutes and was starting to
naturally wain, when I suggested that we took a walk up to the lookout.

As we started up the slope towards the lookout, about 100 meters from the
cave, I felt Matt's cum start to leak out of me and start to run down the
back of my legs.  He had cum in torrents and it was now starting to find
its way to and through, my anus.  I was a strange feeling.  It didn't
bother me at all really, even though I knew that it was mixed with my
juices.  In fact, it was a bit of a turn-on, knowing what we had done to
get this to happen.

When we got about two thirds of the way there, Matt let me go ahead of him.
I had well and truly stopped farting by then, but had a trail of Matt's cum
running down the inside back of each of my legs.  If he noticed, he didn't
say anything.

But when we reached the small ledge at the lookout, I realised that he had
noticed.  I had bent over slightly and was resting my forearms on the
ledge, like you do on a bar, when I felt him come up beside me -- but not
all the way.

I felt his hip touch mine and at the same time, felt his right hand make
its way, from its initial point of contact on my lower back, down over my
ass.  I felt his hand run down the back of one thigh and back up the other,
feeling his fingers becoming more and more lubricated as they went.  He
paused at the top of my left thigh and slowly, his fingers circled their
way, smaller and smaller, towards my anus.

I was starting to enjoy it and bent over more, pushing my hips back
slightly.  I felt his middle finger touch my anus and it twitched strongly,
causing me to moan and bend further, subconsciously needing to have
something inside it again.  Matt continued to rub my anus, increasing the
pressure as he went.  It relaxed and Matt's finger found its way all the
way inside me with little resistance.  I moaned again, more strongly this
time.

It was then that I felt Matt's skin move and his hip lost contact with
mine.  I didn't notice too much, lost in the sensations of Matt's gentle
probe, but felt my cock start to harden.  I was just about to ask Matt,
what he was wanted to do, when I found out.

My cock was now almost hard and all of a sudden, I felt Matt's lips on the
tip.  He took the whole length of my cock in one move and my body reacted
instinctively.  My knees sprang apart, wanting to give him better access
and at the same time, I moved my hips forward and lowered them, wanting
more of both his mouth and his inserted digit.  I moaned loudly again and
again as his head started to bob up and down on my cock.

Matt had to remove his finger to bring it around between my legs.  As it
came out of me, my hungry arse chased it.  But Matt must have sensed how
much I was enjoying it and moved his hand quickly back to the same spot.
This time he inserted it fully, but slowly and with a partner.  As his
fingers entered me, my hips sank a little more, involuntarily, to ensure
that I received all of both of them.  They moved easily inside me, because
my bowel was still leaking Matt's and my fluids.

By the time Matt had his fingers fully inserted, he was bobbing up and down
on my cock furiously, his tongue flaying all over the tip and length of it.
As a result of both actions, it only took me about four minutes to cum.
Matt buried his fingers deep inside me, rubbing my prostate hard.  At the
same time, he thrust his mouth to the base of my cock.  I was driven over
the edge and had to hold on to the rock and Matt's head, for fear of
falling over.

When my orgasm had subsided, I put one of my hands under Matt's chin and
brought his face up to me.  When our lips met, I could taste my cum on them
strongly As we opened our mouths to each other, I found that Matt had kept
some of my cum for me.  We swirled it around in each others mouths for a
few minutes, gradually swallowing it until there was nothing left, but the
occasional glimpse of the salty taste.

We stopped kissing and I asked Matt why he had done that.  He looked at me
with a smile on his face and said, "Well I wasn't about to let you miss out
on cuming inside something warm and wet today.  Just thought I'd share the
love around."

I laughed and said, "Well I can't have another orgasm for at least another
four hours.  My balls will fall of."

Matt looked at his watch and said, "Well, I guess that I'll see you at
about four o'clock then."

We both laughed and cuddled, looking out over the sparse landscape, happy
to be there.


More to follow soon.