Date: Fri, 07 Mar 2003 18:43:04 -0500
From: Drew
Subject: Motel Fun

The following is a true account of an experience involving adults. The
names and places have been altered to protect the individuals. Any
resemblance to actual persons is purely coincidental. It is not intended
for minors. If you are offended by sexually explicit material or have
received this document by mistake, please close the document now. If not,
read on and enjoy yourself.


I met Barry originally through an ad in a regional swinger's magazine. He
was a business executive from a large southern city and, like myself, had
been married for a number of years.  We got together about a dozen times
over a three year period at motels both in his city and in my home town. He
was straight acting and always assumed a more-or-less dominant position
with me. This worked well for us, since I prefer a submissive role
anyway. I usually went to the motel first to wait and get ready for our
discreet meeting. Following is an account of one of those meetings.

As usual, I selected one of those cheap, out-of-the-way motels with
short-stay rates. You know the kind - small dark rooms, bedspreads with
cigarette burns, and stale, pine-cleaner smell.  .After checking in to the
room, I undressed and prepared for my lover with eager anticipation. I
shaved my ass and balls smooth and used a lower enema to get squeaky clean
inside. I put on a small black thong and a tight sleeveless top. I admired
myself in the mirror, thinking that I looked pretty good. I was trim and
tanned, my legs were long and well shaped, my ass was firm, and my stomach
was flat - not bad for a middle-aged guy.

To pass the time while I waited, I put a hot all-male video in the portable
VCR I brought with me. I love to see handsome guys being totally ravished
by well-endowed, hard, virile studs, and I always imagine myself
participating in place of the actors.

In order to be ready (stretched) for Barry, I took my large male dildo,
lubricated it, and gently worked it into my shaved male pussy as I watched
the action on the video. It is at least 8" long and 2" in diameter and
feels really good. I can eventually take it all the way inside until the
ballsack at the end of the dildo is pressed against my asscrack. I am very
anal erotic and always use one or more dildos in my private masturbation
sessions, which can sometimes last for hours. I really had to resist the
temptation to ride the dildo and masturbate while fantasizing over the
sucking and fucking on the TV screen.

My friend finally arrived, and I greeted him at the door with a long,
passionate kiss. I then went over to the bed and began to display my body
to him, playfully caressing myself in an erotic manner. I pulled down my
black thong, and unashamedly revealed my arousal to him, massaging my hard,
6 1/2-inch cut cock. Barry watched me intently and slowly began to remove
his clothes. As I pleasured myself before him, gradually the submissive,
feminine side of me began to come out and I was transformed into the
wanton, male slut that I really am.

I turned over on my knees and elbows and exposed my smooth, shaved ass to
him. I licked my index finger, reached back between my legs, and began to
tease my puckered rosebud. I slipped the end of my finger past the tight
sphincter and into my warm chute, moaning softly. I slipped it out, then
back in, deeper this time. I gazed at Barry as I fingered myself, showing
him exactly what I wanted him to do to me. I rolled over on my back and
spread my legs widely, plunging my finger all the way inside. I closed my
eyes groaned as I massaged my sensitive prostate G-spot and my hard
drooling cock at the same time. I exposed myself in the most shameless and
depraved way possible, communicating my normally suppressed desires to
him. As I did so, my lust for him grew. I wanted to satisfy him in every
way possible, and then some. When I opened my eyes, Barry was standing next
to the bed with only his briefs on, the prominent outline of his male
hardness was clearly visible on the front. I pulled my finger out of my
pussyhole and licked it off erotically, then plunged it back inside as I
admired Barry's body.

He was in his late 40's, about 6'-1", medium build, with salt and pepper
hair. His body was firm, not flabby, and he had very little body hair. I
went over to him and traced the outline of the bulge in his briefs with my
fingers, then leaned down and nibbled it gently through the stretched
fabric. A wet spot appeared at the end of the bulge as I did so.  I slipped
my fingers under the elastic waistband and slipped his briefs down to his
thighs. His rigid cock sprang forth and pointed upward at a 45 degree
angle. Clear threads of pre-cum were already oozing out of his cock-slit
and running down his shaft. Barry's cock was just over 7" long and straight
rather than curved (like mine). He was circumcised, and the flanged head
was flared and quite pronounced, looking much like a swollen pink
mushroom. Most of all, he was very hard and long lasting, something which I
appreciated very much.

I looked intently into his eyes as I took his erection in my hand and began
to lick up the bottom side of his veined shaft, pausing to suck on his ball
sack. I moved up and circled the prominent flange with my tongue, then ran
it across and into his drooling cock-slit.  He threw his head back and
gasped as I did so. This was my signal. I sucked his engorged mushroom head
into my mouth and swirled my tongue over and around it caressing his
sensitive flesh. He groaned loudly, and I quickly consumed the entire
shaft. I began to take his rock-hard dick with long, powerful sucking
motions. I am quite good at this, and I can usually bring a guy off in a
few minutes if I don't stop. I took Barry to the verge of orgasm, and kept
him there for some time, pausing as necessary to prevent him from going
past the point of no return.

During one of the pauses I got up and lay on the table on my back with my
head hanging down over the edge. Barry approached and leaned over me and
slipped his cock into my hungry mouth. This way my throat was straight in
line with his cock, and I could take him all the way deep throat style. I
had to resist the gag reflex as his cockhead eased past the back of my
mouth and slid down into my throat. Inch-by-inch I swallowed more of him
until he was all the way in and his ballsack was pressed firmly against my
nose. He knew to move gently, and after a little while, I was able to
accommodate his full length thrusts.  Fortunately, he also knew to pull out
occasionally so I could breathe. As he enjoyed face-fucking me in this way,
he focused intently on my neck so he could watch the lump made by his
cockhead moving up and down my throat. I loved taking him like this and
pleasing him. But, what I really wanted was for him to make love to me. I
desperately wanted to be overpowered by his strength and animal passion and
to feel his wonderful male organ penetrating my hot, tight mancunt.

We would always shower together before continuing on, so we interrupted our
activity and went into the bathroom. We took turns washing each other from
behind, making most of the opportunity to probe and massage every private
part with soapy delight. He stood up against my back and reach around and
wash my chest and nipples with one hand while he lathered my cock with the
other. I could feel the hardness of his erect cock pressed up against my
ass crack. I bent forward and put my hands against the wall and spread my
legs as much as I could in the shower. He took the hint and put the tip of
his soapy dick up against my equally soapy hole. I backed up slowly,
grinding my ass in rocking motions onto his rigid shaft. His engorged knob
slid past my willing sphincter and into my eager chamber. I just stayed
there, pinioned on his rod, partly because the soap was irritating as a
lubricant and partly because Barry did not like to do this without a
condom.  His erection subsided a little, so I slid off and we finished
rinsing ourselves.

I turned around and faced him and dropped to my knees. I reached around his
thighs and locked my arms behind him. His semi-rigid cock was right in
front of my face. I opened my mouth, stuck out my tongue, and moved forward
so that his cock was resting on my tongue about half-way into my mouth. At
this point he relaxed and began to release his full bladder of warm, golden
piss. It overflowed my mouth and cascaded down my cheeks and body. I began
to swallow the salty liquid in rapid gulps to keep up with the steady flow.
Barry would drink plenty of fluids before we met and save up until his
bladder was fully distended. I drank and drank for what seemed like an
eternity, finally transferring the entire contents of his bladder into my
stomach. Sometimes I will lie under him and we would do this on the bed. If
he goes slowly enough, I can take his entire piss load without spilling a
drop. I love to do this for all my lovers. I told Barry that he would never
have to use the bathroom as long as he was with me.  After rinsing off, we
dried ourselves and returned to the bed.

I crawled on the bed and got on my back with a pillow under my hips. Barry
rolled a condom onto his dick, which was now hard with anticipation, and I
spread my legs wide and lifted them to welcome him to my pleasure center. I
will often let my married lovers fuck me bare, but Barry never wanted to do
that. He crawled up between my legs and I smeared some KY jelly onto his
dick, then squeezed some inside my puckered hole. He moved forward until
his cockhead was poised right at my willing orifice. Our eyes locked
together as he pushed, sliding the bulbous latex-covered head past my ring
of muscles. I groaned as he continued to slowly impale me with his
manhood. Just over half way in, his knob encountered my second, inner ring
of muscles which separates my rectum from my lower bowel. The muscles
guarding the last orifice resisted briefly, then yielded to his entry,
causing me to close my eyes and moan with pleasure as I was fully
penetrated.

He then began to move, slowly at first, then somewhat faster. I really like
to be fucked in long, slow, deeply penetrating thrusts so that I can savor
the full sensation of my lover's dick moving in and out. Barry knew just
how to move. He especially knew how to angle his movements so that his
dickhead drove into and along my sensitive prostate with each thrust. His
motions sent me into a semi-conscious state of pure sexual ecstasy that
only another man can give. No woman can ever give this kind of deep
pleasure. He leaned down and kiss me passionately as he made love to me,
our mouths locked and our tongues dancing together. I expressed myself in
deep groanings of unspeakable erotic pleasure: "Yesss...pleezzeeee...
Barry! Oohhhh ...fuuuuck meeeee!"

His lovemaking soon brought me to my first prostate orgasm, and I cried out
loudly as seminal fluid poured from my semi-hard dick, forming a puddle on
my heaving stomach and running down my sides.  Barry stopped briefly as my
anal muscles gripped his hard shaft in orgasmic spasms. Sometimes I have
cum twice while being fucked by Barry. He really knew how to make deep,
passionate love to a man, and I was fortunate to have him as my lover. When
my spasms subsided, he resumed his wonderful hip motions.

I could tell when he was approaching his own orgasm. He would start to
grunt and his thrusts would quicken. I urged him on, "Ohhhhh
yesssss... Barry, pleeezzzeee cummmm in meeee!"  Suddenly, his back bowed
and he thrust into me as deeply as he could go. He groaned loudly as he
exploded inside me, pumping the condom tip full of hot semen. I could feel
the warmth of his cum through the thin latex and jerking of his cock as it
recoiled from each spurt. I loved it! He rolled over on his back to
recover. I rolled with him and stayed impaled on his cock until it softened
and slid out. I carefully removed the cum-filled condom and temporarily put
it aside on the bed.

After a moment, he got up on his knees and sat back on his ankles with his
thighs spread apart. I laid down on my back with my head between his
thighs. I then raised my legs and hips over my head so that my legs were
spread on each side of him locked between his arms and his sides and my
dick was hanging directly over my face. He took my large male dildos,
spread some lubricant on it, and gently but firmly twisted it into the
stretched opening of my upturned ass. Once inside, he withdrew it slowly so
that my anal orifice remained wide open. He then took the condom and
carefully poured all of its contents into my hungry hole, squeezing every
drop from the latex sheath. Once he had emptied his warm cum into my rectal
cavity, he took the dildo and, using it like a plunger, drove the seminal
liquid deep into my bowel. I groaned with delight, knowing that I was now
flooded with his sperm and our lovemaking was truly consumated.

I started to stroke my cock, which was by now drooling strands of clear
precum all over my face, as he continued to grind the huge latex dick into
me. I love to masturbate in this position, and though I am neither long
enough nor limber enough to suck myself, I do enjoy taking my cumload into
my mouth. As he continued to slowly and deliberately screw the giant
phallus into my prostate, I could feel my orgasm boiling deep within. It
only took a few more strokes until I climaxed and my cockhead literally
erupted in an avalanche of cum, which cascaded in thick rope-like strands
into my awaiting mouth. My anal muscles grabbed the thick rubber shaft in
rapid uncontrollable spasms, pumping the remaining cum from inside me. I
drank every drop of the hot, salty liquid, savoring the flavor as I have
many times before. I rolled my hips back down onto the bed and rested with
the dildo still embedded.

Barry dressed, then leaned down to kiss me before he left. I would have to
leave, too, and return to reality after a brief moment of fantasy and
ecstasy.