Date: Thu, 30 Dec 2004 12:29:13 -0800 (PST)
From: Reid Sanderson <reids34@yahoo.com>
Subject: college town kid figures it out 10

Many of you have written about my first anal
experience in an earlier story segment. Obviously it
wasn't the greatest experience, and I wasn't anxious
to repeat it anytime soon.  After about a year and a
half, though, I did actually get it up the ass again.
Although this second time wasn't all that fantastic,
it was a little better than the first.  At least I
knew a little about what to expect.  Again, this is a
true story.

 College Town Kid Figures it Out Pt. 10

"The Second Time To Get Screwed"

Now I was about 19 or 20, I don't remember for sure,
but I was a college freshman.  I travelled home some
weekends to see family, and then would return for
classes on Monday.  In order to do that, I drove
through a major midwest city, which had a couple of
adult bookstores in it.  I had seen one right off of
the interstate, and so I decided to check it out on my
way back to campus on a Sunday evening.

It was almost empty when I went in, and the video area
was in the back, up a short flight of stairs.  It was
spacious and well lit, which was different than the
other adult bookstores that I had been in.  I picked
out a booth, and started watching a film.  After a
couple of minutes, I heard the door next to me open,
and I peeked through the hole.  I could barely see the
guy who had came in, so I exited my booth as soon as
the film started.

I casually watched from the end of the hall when he
came out of his booth.  He didn't look bad at all.
Brownish red hair, a little bit of beard scruff, brown
eyes, and probably in his mid to late 20's. He looked
pretty clean, and dressed preppie and I figured he was
a college student.

I went in a nearby booth, and left the door open
slightly.  After the film started, I saw him standing
right outside the door, and I pushed it open a little
further.  He got the message and slipped in.

"How's it goin'?" He mumbled.
"Ok, here," I whispered back, and inserted a token in
the video.  We both watched as I flipped through the
channels until I found a gay flick.
"Do you want to come over?" He whispered, "I'm not too
far away from here..."

(Here I was, once again with a total stranger in a
strange city, and I agreed to follow him home.  Geesh-
it's a wander I survived!)

He told me to leave my truck, and that we would come
back later to pick it up.  His car was pretty nice,
and still had that new car smell to it.  As we drove,
he reached over and rubbed my leg, while we made small
talk about college, and such.  It turned out, he was
some kind of medical student.  I never could figure
out if he was interning, or what level he was at, but
it had to do with med school. I saw hospital clothes
tossed in the back seat, so I thought that he may have
stopped at the bookstore on his way home.

We pulled into an average apartment complex, and I
followed him feeling like I was a puppy in heat, or
something.

When we got inside, he poured some type of alcohol for
me, and refilled it after I downed the first shot.  I
was a little bit nervous as to what was going to
happen next.  After about three or four shots, I was
starting to relax.

"So what do you like to do?" he asked.

"I guess I'm up for about anything," I replied,
sounding pretty naive.

"Anything special?" he asked.

"No, I guess whatever you like will be good with me,"
I said as I downed another glass of liquor. I was
really feeling the booze, now, since I rarely ever
drank anything alcoholic.

"Let's get undressed and go in the bedroom,then. Is
that ok with you?" he asked, while starting to pull
off his sweatshirt.

I followed him into the bedroom, undressing as I went.
 I watched him as he finished taking off his pants,
then his shorts.  He had fine, curly brown hair all
over his body, with some freckles scattered around,
and he was small to medium build.  His cock was hard,
and was about 7", cut.  I knelt down in front of him,
and took it in my mouth.

It tasted good, and I took it all the way to the base,
holding it in my mouth and throat for a moment, then
beginning to slowly take it in and out.  He rubbed my
head and his hips slowly pushed into my face.

"You like my cock, don't you?" he murmured, in almost
a purr. "Here, lay down on the bed."

I laid down on my back, and he said, "Roll over for
me, ok?"
I rolled over, and he traced his finger down my spine
and into my crack, then parted my butt cheeks.
"You have a nice ass," he said, then reached down and
licked up my crack. "Mmm. Very nice."

I was thouroughly enjoying this new experience.  I had
never felt a tongue on my hole before, and with the
alcohol in my blood and his mouth on my butt, I was
soaring.

He reached over to the nightstand to some kind of
liquid and squirted it on his finger, then started
rubbing his finger around my hole.  I think now that
it might have been some kind of numbing agent like
lidocaine, because I didn't feel much until I knew
that his finger was inside me, gently probing me.

"Do you like this?" he murmured.

"Yeah...feels good," I whispered back.

"You ready for my cock inside you? Hmmm?" he asked,
while rubbing my back with his left hand.

Boy, I had made up my mind that I would NOT be fucked
again.  Been there, done that, and it wasn't that fun.

"I dunno....I did that another time and it wasn't too
good.  I'm a little nervous to try it again.  Maybe we
can do something else...." I almost pled with him.

"Sometimes the first is pretty painful...but I think
you'd like the way I do it.  I can be very gentle. Can
we just try something?" he said, softly, "Lay
sideways, facing the other direction, and bend your
knees up a little."

I rolled over, feeling like I was in a doctor's
examining room and thinking to myself, "I'm going to
regret this'.

"Yeah, that's it.  Now I'm going to lay sideways
behind you, ok? Just relax..." he said, as he laid
down sideways behind me, near the edge of the bed. He
wrapped his arms around my chest, and pulled me close
to him. "So far you're ok, aren't you?" he whispered
in my ear, then kissed it.

"I'm ok." I answered, still a little giddy from the
booze.

"Good, now just relax a minute," he said, as he
reached down and positioned his cock.  I felt him
probing my ass, until he found what he was looking
for.  With his left hand on my hip, he held me firm
and pushed. Instantly I felt pressure on my hole, and
knew he had entered me.  Apparently the cream or
medication he had applied, must have numbed me,
because there was only one sharp quick pain, and then
no pain hardly at all.

I could feel his size inside me, as he finished
pushing in.  "I'm all the way in, Reid," he whispered
in my ear.  "How's it feel?"

"It feels ok..." I answered.  "It doesn't hurt very
much at all."  I lay there, just enjoying the feeling
of this young guy huddled next to me, arms around me,
and attached to the insides of my body. It felt
intimate, for a moment.  I could feel the chest hairs
against my back and his legs against my legs.

"Now let's try something," He said. "I'm going to move
around in my position and you rotate until your on
your back, ok? Just go really slow..."

He started to move, and I felt his cock twisting
inside me, trying to rotate around inside my body.
Instead of the cock twisting, I felt like me insides
were twisting.  It was too tight to work.

"I don't think I can do it....it's too tight" I
groaned, hoping he would stop.  Unfortunately, he was
already over halfway.  He hesitated a moment, with my
left leg now over his shoulder.

"Let's stop for a second and catch up, ok?" he
questioned, like someone in an anatomy class.  "You'll
be ok, don't worry."  His cock slipped partially out
of my hole, and the rotation seemed to work.  When he
had my right leg on his other shoulder, he pushed
quickly until he was all the way back in.  "We made
it," he said, "It's all the way in." Whatever the
rotation trick was, it had definitely loosened my hole
up, some.

I was now on my back, looking up at him, feeling very
full.  There was a lump in my throat.  I felt very
vulnerable, but the pain was only slight.  My cock was
very hard.

He reached down, pushing my legs closer to my chest as
he went, until our faces touched.  Instead of just
kissing me, though, he pushed his wet tongue in my
mouth, and just held it there, as his hips ground into
my ass.

I always kind of liked kissing, even when it was with
girls- and guys usually turned me on, too, even though
their kisses were a lot different.  But this wasn't as
much a kiss, as a wet tongue fucking my mouth.  I was
turned on by this guy, but I wasn't sure about this
experience.  But he definitely was enjoying it.

He finally pulled back, leaving plenty of saliva on my
lips and face, then took hold of my ankles and said,
"Are you ready to get fucked?"

Not knowing how to answer that questions, I just
looked up at him.  Apparently he didn't need an
answer, because he pulled slowly out and then shoved
his cock all the way back in.  I could feel the
momentum pushing me into the mattress, but it really
didn't hurt that much- just a little pinch like feel
when he first shoved.

"Can I go on?" he asked, smiling.

"Yeah, I guess so...I'm ok..." I answered.

He began to pump in and out, and I closed my eyes and
started enjoying the ride.  It did feel kind of cool.
I imagined his cock inside of me, and I even imagined
what it would be like to be a girl, getting fucked.  I
opened my eyes as he leaned over again...ooo, here
comes the tongue again.  "He's really into this tongue
fucking" I silently thought to myself, as a hard, wet
tongue penetrated my lips and probed my mouth.

I still wasn't sure if I liked the tongue thing, but I
at least pretended to like it.  It gave me a little
break from the screwing. Finally, he withdrew, and
began to shove his cock in me harder, and faster than
before.

I thought he was getting close, so I started thrusting
back in response.  It felt good as we got in a kind of
rhythem, thrusting and withdrawing, thrusting and
withdrawing.  His groans got louder, and so I grunted
and groaned, too, sure he was about to shoot his load.

This went on for a long, long time.  After a while, I
was starting to get a little tired, and felt more and
more soreness.  Embarrassed, I finally asked him, "Are
you getting close, yet?"

He smiled, "I don't usually cum inside a guy. I'd
rather he finish me off with his mouth.  It takes a
lot to get me to cum.  You wanna change positions?"

"Yeah," I groaned, "I think I better.  I gotta pretty
major workout, here."

He pulled slowly out, and let my legs collapse on the
bed.  Then he laid down beside me.

"Wow!" he sighed, "That was pretty cool!"

I lay there a moment, then worked myself up until I
was between his legs.

"Let me get it close, for you," he said, as he started
masturbating himself.

I wondered how you could get sucked, then fuck for
almost an hour and not be 'close.'  But I laid my head
on his thigh and watched while he jerked off.  His
cock looked much smaller than it felt when inside me.
In a few minutes, I heard his breathing grown heavier.

"I'm almost there," he groaned.

I pulled myself up, wanting to finish him off in my
mouth, but before I got in position, he was squirting
all over his groin and lower chest. His hand was still
jerking on his cock, so I couldn't get it in my mouth
in time.

He finally stopped, and let go of his tool.  I reached
over and took his cum covered hand and held it to my
mouth.  For a guy that was scared to touch cum a
little over a year before, I was pretty fascinated
with it now.  I licked the palm of his hand and the
cum between his thumb and index finger, then reached
over and began licking his chest and groin. It was
thick and was starting to gel- an almost gooey
consistency in my mouth.

Finally, I saved his cock for last as I gently took it
in my mouth.  It was soft and sticky, and still
smelled like ass.  I carefully extricated the cum that
was clinging to it, then laid my head down on his
thigh next to his cock.  We lay there until I was
almost ready to doze off.

"You wanna spend the night, or do you want me to bring
you to your truck?" he asked.

"No, I gotta get going." I murmured back, not wanting
to go at all.