Date: Thu, 29 Mar 2012 18:19:18 -0700 (PDT) From: s s Subject: More Afternoon Guidance This story is a fantasy involving sex between a teenage boy and older men. If it is illegal for you to read it for any reason please leave now. This work is not permitted to be displayed or reproduced in any form, specifically on any website or internet site, except by specific permission of the author. Let me know what you think -- If you like my work and let me know, I'll be more likely to write more. You can contact me at subanalslut@yahoo.com. I'd love to hear from you and I will accept all valid comments and criticism. For those of you who don't know me, my name is Ben, and I just graduated from college. I enjoy looking back into the not-so-distant past to write about my experiences growing up... It seems like a lot of you guys really want to hear more about the fun times I had with the guidance councilor from my school when I was eleven. I had been showing off on cam to whatever dirty old man wanted to get a look at me, but Barry was the one who popped my cherry. You can read all about that in my story, Afternoons with the Guidance Councilor, which will give this one some context. Barry was a great teacher, because he wasn't just satisfied with introducing my eleven year old asshole and mouth to his cock, but he would go out of his way to make me try out new things all the time. Most guys would probably have been satisfied with a cute little boy like me fucking myself with a large size butt plug and begging for him to fuck me, but not Barry. After he figured out that I was such an eager student that I would do practically anything he told me too, Barry got more and more inventive. I remember one day, when I got to his house after school, he had a special treat waiting for me. "Welcome, Ben. How was school today? I called in sick this morning, so I have been waiting for you." "Are you not feeling well? Cause I can think of a few things that might make you feel better." I asked, pulling my Hollister sweatshirt and plain white tee-shirt off over my head before kicking off my sneakers and slipping my jeans down off my hips. I let them fall to the floor so that I could step out of them to stand naked in front of Barry, who was wearing a tee-shirt and boxers along with some house slippers. "No, I'm feeling fine Ben. Better than fine, actually. But I called in sick so I could prepare for your visit this afternoon." "What did you have you have to do special to get ready for me today?" I asked curiously. "Come over here and I will help you find out." he beckoned to me. I dropped to my knees and crawled over to the armchair where he was sitting. "Can you smell how ripe and sweaty I am today Ben? I worked up quite a sweat getting ready for you. Come have a sniff." he ordered, pulling my head down into the musky crotch of his boxers. I inhaled deeply, burying my face in between his legs while drawing the scent of his masculine body deep into my lungs. I could feel his cock stiffening, pressing up against my face. His normal sweaty scent was even stronger than usual today, and it was mixed with the distinctive smell of cum, making my mouth water. "You know that butt plug I gave you too play with?" he asked. I nodded and he continued, 'I'm actually wearing one just like it right now, can you guess why?" "Because it feels good?" I asked, my voice somewhat muffled as my lips were pressed up against the shaft of his cock through the thin fabric of the boxers he was wearing. "I think you like the feeling even more than I do, Ben. But today I'm wearing it to keep the four loads I had fucked into me by random guys today while you were at school up inside me till you got here." I raised my head a little to look up at him in surprise. "That's right, Ben. I know how much you crave cum. Are you ready for your afternoon snack, my little cum-whore-in-training?" "Yes please Barry!" I sat back on the floor while he pulled off his boxers and slid down in the armchair so his butt was hanging off the edge. He lifted his legs up and pulled his hairy cheeks apart, exposing the base of the plug embedded in his asshole. The scent of sweat and cum got stronger, filling the room. "Go on, Ben, pull it out for your treat!" he said. I reached up and grabbed the base of the plug, trying to pull it out of him. I could feel him bearing down to help me, and the plug slid out of his ass with a moist slurping sound, coated with a thick layer of cum. His ass oozed a little more cum as it relaxed and started to close. "I know you want to lick that thing clean Ben, but there's plenty more where that came from, and the plug goes up your tight little ass to lube you up for when I fuck you later. I was collecting loads all day, but I saved mine for you!" "Thank you Barry!" I smiled as I crouched on the floor, shoving the tip of the cum smeared butt plug into my ass. It was so slimy and slick it slid in easier than I expected, leaving me with the stretched-to-the-limit feeling I had learned to love. "Good boy! Now, lie down there on the floor!" he gestured to a towel laid on the bare wood floor next to the couch. I obediently lay down on my back on the floor, my little cock rock hard in anticipation. He knelt down over my face, spreading his ass cheeks and centering his sloppy, hairy asshole over my mouth. "You ready Ben? Use your tongue to get your treat!" his voice was muffled by his legs on either side of my head. His body was blocking out most of the light, so my other senses were even more aware. The sharp smell of his sweaty ass mixed with cum, the slimy feeling of his hole as I probed it with my tongue -- that's all that existed in my world at that moment. I pushed my tongue deeper into his hole, tasting the loads that he had collected during the day. I could tell he had had a busy day -- his ass was filled with cum, and felt stretched and loose around my tongue. "Fuck yeah, suck my ass!" he grunted, bearing down and releasing a wad of cum that filled my mouth and splattered across my whole face. "Get your tongue up there good and deep, Ben! You don't want to miss a single drop!" I could barely breathe, my face was jammed so hard into his butt! I could feel his hairy balls resting against my chin, and the hairs around his asshole were clumped and matted with cum, smearing it across my face. He squeezed out another spurt, which was almost enough to choke me since some of it went up my nose as well as into my mouth. My lips were pressed right up against his well-fucked asshole, and my tongue was buried as deep inside of him a it would go! His weight shifted on my face as he leaned forward to grab hold of my cock. My body went into sensory overload with him sitting on my face an jerking me off! I was squirming around like crazy, and every movement he made seemed to force another dribble of cum out of his ass into my mouth. "Only a true little cum whore would have such a hard-on eating loads of cum from a man's ass, don't you think Ben? Oh wait, you can't answer with your tongue so far up my ass. But we both know it's true." I kind of grunted in agreement. "Such a little piggy! Now I want you to cum for me, Ben!" he twisted the butt plug that was still jammed up my ass and sped up his strokes on my dick. It wasn't long before I was gasping and bucking my hips back and forth between his hand and the butt plug. "That's it, Ben, shoot your load for me!" he ordered. I couldn't hold myself back! I groaned against his ass again as my balls drew up and emptied themselves across his hand and my stomach. He squeezed a final glob of cum out onto my face, then stood up and flipped me over, spreading my legs and yanking the butt plug out of my ass. He didn't pause to let me catch my breath, just forced his cock into my pre-lubed ass. I was still recovering from shooting my load, so the sensation made me groan louder than ever. "Hush Ben, I know you like it!" he said, clapping a hand over my mouth. I could taste my own cum on his fingers as he muffled the moaning that his fuck was causing. Even though I had just cum, I could feel my cock getting almost painfully hard as it ground against the wood floor under our combined weight. He was fucking me harder than I had ever been fucked before, slamming his cock into me. It's a good thing I was addicted to playing with that butt plug, cause otherwise I wouldn't have been able to take it! He pushed a corner of the towel, which was pretty much soaked in cum, into my mouth so he could have both hands free. As soon as he did, he had both arms wrapped around my body, pulling me even closer to him. I could feel his hairy belly and chest pressing up against my back, and his hot breath as he whispered in my ear. "You like it rough like this, don't you Ben? You like being a little slut, doing whatever it takes to get guys off. Anything at all to get their load, you will do it! You know what that makes you Ben? That makes you a perfect little cum dump, for any guy that wants you!" I groaned through the towel and tried to nod my head. "That's a good boy, Ben. You are such a good little cum dump. If I pull that towel out of your mouth, can you beg like a whore without making too much noise?" I nodded again, and he pulled the towel out. "Please give it to me Barry, I want your load in my ass!" "Why is that Ben?" "Because that's what a pussyboy like me was made for! Please, breed my ass!" "Such dirty talk from such a young boy! I guess you really are a slut!" "Yes I am Barry, please use me like one!" "Here comes your reward, slut! Another nice big load of cum, just for you!" "Thank you sir!" I could feel him getting ready to cum. The speed of his strokes was increasing, and his cock felt like it was getting even bigger and harder inside of me. "Take it all, bitch!" he told me as he slammed it into me, holding me in place. His heavy body had me pinned to the floor until he released me. He picked me up and placed me on the couch. "Now let's see you push that cum out, like I did for you!" he ordered. I tried to bear down, and I could hear air escaping from my well fucked ass. "Come on, Ben, just a little bit more!" he urged, running a finger around the sensitive lip of my asshole. "Fuck yeah, look at that used ass leaking cum like a pussy!" He caught the leaking cum in his hand, bringing it up to smear across my face, pushing it into my mouth with his fingers. "Uhoh, Ben, looks like you are still leaking a little bit!" he said, pointing to the floor. "Why don't you get down on the floor and lick it up? I know you don't want to waste any!" I got off the couch and crawled across the floor on my hands and knees, licking up drips of cum off of the polished wood. My cock felt like it had never been soft, even though I had cum while Barry was sitting on my face. So it was a relief when he flipped me over again, and with probably less than a minute of sucking got another load out of me. That was one day he definitely made me shower before he let me leave his apartment to go home! I think even my hair smelled like cum! Yeah, Barry definitely went out of his way for me to have new experiences --he wanted me to try it all! Another thing that Barry got me to try for the first time was piss. I had seen it in pictures during all of my internet exploration, but I probably wouldn't have tried it on my own. When he told me to drink as much water as I could all day the next time I was going to come over, it took me a little while to figure out why. When I got to his apartment after school, of course the first thing I had to do (after I had stripped down, of course) was ask to use the bathroom. He had me wait though, saying since I hadn't seen him for a few days, I could at least give him a little blowjob to say hello. So I dropped to my knees next to my pile of clothes and pulled down the zipper of his khakis. His cock was already hardening inside his boxers when I worked it out through his fly. My cock was already totally hard, too, but I could feel the pressure from my full bladder. I ignored it though, concentrating on sucking his cock. I kept my hands down at my sides, using just my tongue and lips to pleasure it, just like he had taught me. Then I slowly started working my way down the shaft, pushing my head down into his crotch so his dick worked it's way into my throat. "I have to say, Ben, you are a natural little cocksucker, but your skills have increased dramatically since the beginning." "Thank you Barry!" I said, but it was muffled by his cock in my throat, so it came out sounding more like 'Thnnnng ug brrrry'. "You are quite welcome, Ben!" Eventually i couldn't wait anymore, and had to ask again to use the bathroom. Instead of just waiting outside, though, Barry followed me in and told me to climb into the bathtub, which had a big dildo suction cupped to the edge. There were some other toys and things lying on a towel on the sink. "You know what to do with that dildo, Ben. I have it all greased up for you, so no stalling!" he joked. I climbed into the bathtub, feeling the cold enamel against my skin. I moved the dildo to the center of the tub, a little worried by how thick it was -- definitely a stretch compared to Barry's cock. I squatted over it, feeling the tip pressing up into my ass. I bit my lip and put more weight down onto it, forcing it into me. "I know you can take it Ben. Keep going!" he encouraged me, rubbing his cock, which was still poking out from his pants. I didn't let up on the pressure, and soon the big molded rubber head overwhelmed the resistance of my tight little hole and popped inside. I gasped as I slid down the thick shaft. "I bet that's really pressing up against your bladder, isn't it Ben? Why don't you release some of the pressure?" I just moaned in reply. "Just relax -- relax and let it flow." he stroked my hair. I tried to relax, thinking about running water, a waterfall, anything. All of a sudden I could feel the hot piss streaming out of my still semi hard cock. It ran down my chest and stomach and splattered against the tub. "Fuck yeah, Ben, that's so hot. How does it feel?" "It feels good Barry." "Do you like pissing all over yourself while you sit on that big dildo? Such a dirty boy!" I smiled up at him and winked. "That's me alright!" "Ready for more?" he asked, before unleashing his own stream of piss, which hit me directly in the face. "Be a good boy and open wide for a drink, Ben." I spluttered and gasped as his hot piss sprayed into my mouth. I couldn't believe I was drinking it, but I was. And my cock was still hard. And I was still riding that big dildo. 'I really AM a dirty slut!' I thought to myself. Barry stopped peeing and pulled his polo shirt off over his head, then unbuttoned the waist of his pants so they fell to the floor. He stepped out of them. "Is your ass ready for me?" he asked. "Yeah Barry, my ass is always ready for you!" I stood up so that the dildo slid out of my hole, leaving me feeling stretched wide open and empty, but not for long. Barry climbed into the tub with me, pushing me down onto my hands and knees and kneeling behind me. "Have you ever heard of piss fucking, Ben?" he asked, placing the head of his cock against my hole, which was gaping open slightly from the big toy. "Is that what we just did?" "Nope, it's this!" he said, beginning to pee again as he pushed the head if his cock into my ass, filling me up with his hot piss. I couldn't believe how good it felt, especially when he started to fuck me. It felt like being filled up with a giant load of cum! I could feel it sloshing around inside of me as he grabbed my hips and started to really fuck me. "Such a dirty boy!" he repeated, pushing my head down so my face was right above a puddle of pee by the end of the tub. "Lick it up, Ben!" he ordered. I did as I was told, pressing my face down into the puddle and trying to lick it up while he kept pounding my ass, piss leaking from my hole with each thrust. I could feel it dribbling down my balls and legs. Barry reached around my chest to give my nipples a pinch. "Squeeze that ass for me Ben, I want to feel you milking the load out of my dick." Every time he pinched one of my nipples, I could feel my ass tightening and squeezing around his cock. He groaned and slapped my ass, increasing the rhythm of his thrusting. Just when it felt like he was getting close to cumming, he pulled his cock out of my ass, releasing the rest of the piss to trickle down into the tub. "I can't have all that piss washing away my load, can I Ben?" he asked rhetorically, before thrusting back into me. The feeling of his cock, hard as steel, ramming back into my ass almost made me cum right then. It must have felt equally good to him, because he didn't last much longer before my ass got the sort of filling it was used to. He slapped my butt again, telling me to keep squeezing, and I could feel his cock buried deep inside of me start squirting. I worked my hole as hard as I could around his dick, trying to milk out all the cum into me. He pulled his cock out with a grunt and stood up. I got up on my knees and turned around to suck him clean without having to be told. "I see I'm teaching you well!" he laughed as I tongued the slimy coating of piss and cum from his softening cock, furiously masturbating my own. I shot my own load while cleaning up the remnants of his, feeling the rest of it dripping from my ass. He turned on the shower, but gave me strict instructions to make sure my hair was dry by the time my parents got home. So as you can see, I was more than willing to have my limits pushed. I trusted Barry -- not to do the right thing, but to do something new and interesting and sexy. He always had some sort of surprise or 'twist' when I went over to his apartment after school. Like the time I got to his place and found him waiting for me with a blindfold and some rope. I had seen pictures of guys getting tied up, and it looked like it might be a whole lot of fun, so why not, right? Barry let me strip down as usual right inside his door, and then put the blindfold on me, tightening it as much as possible to keep it from slipping off my small head. As the darkness overwhelmed me, my other senses tried to make up for it, giving me an unsettled, excited feeling in the pit of my stomach. Barry cupped his hand around my smooth balls, giving my cock a couple of strokes as it hardened. Then he ran his hand down my body. "You look perfect, Ben. This way into the bedroom." he said, putting a hand on my back to guide me. I let him lead me into the bedroom, feeling the texture of the floor change from wood to carpet. He maneuvered me over to the bed and picked me up, placing me face down across the bed. He pulled my arms behind my back and slipped my wrists into what felt like leather cuffs. "Are these too tight, Ben? I don't want to hurt you at all, just keep you in position." "Nope, it feels fine." I answered. I felt him tying the cuffs together. "Can you move your arms?" he asked. I tried to wriggle my wrists free. "Not really." "Perfect. Just hold still one more second while I get your legs." I did as I was told as he slipped what felt like the same sort of cuff around each of my ankles and pulled my legs apart, tying then into place. He ran a hand up my leg from the cuff up to my spread, exposed butt. "Just perfect." he repeated, stroking my back. His hands traveled across the whole back of my body, exploring every exposed inch of it, even pulling my hard cock down between my legs so it was pointed down, pressed against the mattress by my own weight. All of a sudden my whole body tensed in surprise. I could feel two hands fondling my ass, and then another rubbed the back of my neck. I twisted my head, trying to slip off the blindfold, but couldn't even see a sliver of light. "I know you won't mind, Ben. I have a buddy that has heard all about you, and wanted to meet you himself. But he doesn't want you to know what he looks like. So you are free to imagine whatever it is you like. Maybe it is Mr. C, that math that you fantasize about. Or maybe it's a total stranger. Or maybe your own dad, if that's what you want to imagine. It's up to you." "Thanks for telling me before, Barry!" I complained. "What, and ruin your surprise? I wouldn't do that to you Ben!" Barry laughed. "If you have any complaints, I know just how to make you feel better, and keep you quiet!" he joked as I felt the tip of a cock brushing against my lips. Blindly I opened my mouth to accept it. It was Barry, I could tell. I had spent so much of the past few months worshiping his cock that I would have known it anywhere. He must have been kneeling on the bed by my head. He slid his cock further into my mouth, keeping a hand on the back of my head to guide me. The other man was still caressing my ass, grabbing my asscheeks and pulling them apart so my asshole was exposed. He ran a finger down my crack, circling it around my hole. I heard him spit, and felt his hot saliva dribbling down over my hole. Lubricated by spit, his finger pushed it's way into my tight hole, exploring it's depths. "I know he can take more than just one finger!" I heard Barry joke. The probing finger was joined by another. Whoever the other man was, it felt like he had big hands. After finger fucking my ass for a while, he pulled away his hand and replaced his fingers with his tongue. I could feel the stubble on his face rubbing against my smooth, sensitive skin. It would have been making me squirm like crazy, but the ropes held me down in position on the bed. I have to admit, having a tongue in my ass and Barry's dick in my mouth was pretty awesome. I didn't care who the other man was, he was making me feel waves of pleasure from my ass through my entire body. I was disappointed when his tongue then Barry's cock withdrew, but then it felt like they were just switching positions. "I told him so much about your excellent blowjobs, he can't wait to find out for himself. Get ready Ben!" Barry said. I opened my mouth wide in anticipation. This was only the second guy's cock I had ever sucked, after all. The smell of his sweat was stronger and spicier than Barry's natural odor. I felt precum smearing across my lips as he pushed the head into my mouth. It stretched my jaw wider open than Barry's! I wished I could see this one! Even though Barry had made absolutely sure I was able to take his cock down my throat with no problems, this one was a different ballgame. As he filled my mouth and pressed against the back of my throat, I couldn't keep from gagging. "You can do it, Ben! Just relax and open your throat." Barry said, stroking my hair, then pushing my head forward so I was forced further down on the cock I was sucking. The man it belonged to didn't hesitate to thrust forward at the same time, and I choked as he buried his cock to the hilt in my throat. I was definitely stretched to capacity! I could feel my lips pressing up against his pubes with his balls hitting my chin until he finally pulled back enough to let me breathe a little. "You look so cute with spit running down your face like that." Barry told me as I gasped for air. After a few breaths, the cock was back in my throat for another couple of thrusts. I was slowly getting used to it's girth -- it wasn't choking me nearly as badly. Barry, meanwhile, took up the others old position between my legs. His facial hair tickled much more than the other guys, but his tongue felt just as good in my asshole, and he knew just how much it turned me on. If I hadn't been tied down, I would have been writhing in pleasure. As it was, though, I had to concentrate on the dick in my mouth to keep from gagging. My jaw was starting to get tired from being forced open so wide for so long when the man pulled his cock all the way out. I could feel strands of spit trailing from his dick to my lips. Barry lifted his head from between my cheeks. "Ready for the main event Ben?" he asked. "Yes please!" I croaked, my voice a little raspy from the abuse my throat had just taken. I couldn't wait to feel this guys thick cock stretching my tight little asshole wide open. I felt the weight of their bodies shifting around on the bed again. Soon Barry's familiar cock was at my lips, but he shifted his body around again so that he was lying in front of me, and my face was pressed down into his hairy butt. "I thought I would give that throat of yours a little rest, Ben. Now, get that tongue of yours up my ass!" I did as I was told. Anyway, I couldn't really move my head away since the rest of my body was held in position. And I didn't mind rimming him at all --it was a total bonus. My real attention was still focused on the other guy, who was kneeling between my splayed legs, rubbing the head of his cock up and down between my asscheeks, thrusting more and more insistently at my hole each time he slid over it. Finally he grabbed my asscheeks and pulled them wide apart, so my hole was totally exposed to him. He lined up his cock and started thrusting in earnest. My head was pushed even harder against Barry as he tried to penetrate me, which was a good thing cause I was moaning like a little bitch. I could feel his slick cockhead forcing it's way into me, stretching my hole to accommodate it. His dick was so coated with spit from my throat that he didn't need any other lube, just that and the weight of his body were enough to let him pop the head in. After that, he was totally in charge. He didn't let up the pressure at all until his whole cock was buried in my ass, and even then he pushed his body against me like he wanted to push his balls in, too! He ground his hips, opening my hole up like never before. There were tears in my eyes underneath the blindfold, but I was loving every minute of the painful insertion. After he had bottomed out and buried himself in my ass, he began the real fucking. I could tell he was totally focused on his own pleasure, not mine. Luckily that's just the type of fucking that gets me off! He snapped his hips back and forth, pulling his cock all the way out until just the tip was kissing my asshole, then slam it back in so his balls slapped against mine. I don't think I have to tell you that I was leaking precum like a faucet! He had one hand planted on my back, the other pushing my face into Barry's ass as he fucked me. I arched my hips back to meet his thrusts as well as I could with his weight on top of me. I was even milking his cock with the muscles in my ass, just like Barry had taught me. I could feel his sweat dripping down onto my back, and hear the smacking sound his hips were making against my sweaty ass. His breathing was getting heavier, and his strokes were even faster and harder than before. I could tell he was getting ready to bust a load in my ass, and it felt like it was going to be a big one. His grip on my hair tightened and I could hear him grunting with each thrust. Then he dropped his whole body on top of me and buried his cock in my ass as he started to cum. I could feel the shaft pulsing and getting even thicker inside of me. I swear I could also feel each squirt of cum that he was pumping into my ass! It felt like he kept cumming and cumming, for almost a minute! When he finally pulled his cock out and rolled off of me, my ass felt empty! Not for long, though. Barry was ready to take his turn. "Nothing like sloppy seconds, right?" he asked as he knelt between my legs. "Have him suck you clean -- he loves it, right Ben?" "Yep!" I answered, eager to get a taste of this guys cum. He moved back up the bed so he was level with my head, smacking his slimy cock against my face as I stuck my tongue out and blindly tried to lick the cum off of it. "Damn, Ben, my buddy did a number on your ass! It looks like you got gangbanged by a whole football team!" Barry told me, rubbing his cock against my sloppy hole. He pushed it into me without any prep -- I was already stretched open, and so full of cum that he didn't even need any spit as lube. "You like how hard my buddy slammed your ass, huh Ben?" "Yeah, it was awesome!" I told him, still licking up the remnants of his friends load. "Then I'm going to fuck you just as hard!" Barry told me. He wasn't kidding, either! He pounded me harder than ever, enjoying my cummy hole. "You took that big dick like a real whore, Ben, but you can still work your ass and give me a nice tight fuck! Let me feel you squeezing my cock while I fuck you!" he instructed me. I did my best to tighten my hole around him, despite the fact that I was getting a bit sore from so much fucking! He groaned, and I could tell he wasn't going to last long. Having the other guy fuck me first had obviously gotten him really worked up. Meanwhile, if the amount of cum coating his buddy's cock was any indication, he must have shot at least a pint into me! You know I'm addicted to cum, so I was in heaven licking his dick clean while Barry fucked me! Barry's thrusts were picking up speed, and I could feel his cock swelling and getting even harder in my hole. I kept squeezing with my ass muscles as he groaned. I wanted to get him off as soon as possible. The muscles in my legs were beginning to ache from being tied in that spread-eagle position for so long! Before I knew it, though, Barry gave one last thrust, pushing his cock in balls deep to breed me. When he was done emptying his balls, he switched positions with his friend again. "Check out his ass now!" Barry exclaimed. "Did you ever see such a thoroughly fucked out little cunt?" Barry's cock, with the remnants of two loads on it, was delicious as he pushed it into my mouth. I sucked it clean until Barry pulled away and I felt them both climb off the bed. "I will be right back to untie you, Ben. You did real good today!" Barry told me. I lay on the bed, feeling the cum leaking out of my ass until Barry got back. He didn't even untie me at first, just got back between my legs to clean my ass up a bit with his tongue. Then he untied my legs and rolled me over. My cock had been so hard for the entire time, it was aching to cum. When Barry took it in his mouth and started to suck, it didn't take long at all for me to explode. Especially when he pushed two fingers up my sensitive ass. I moaned and bucked my hips, emptying my balls into his mouth. He gave me a kiss before untying my arms, spitting out a mouthful of cum for me. Only then did he undo the blindfold. The room was dim, so the light didn't hurt my eyes too much. It was still weird to be back to seeing the world around me after such an intense experience. There was no sign of the other guy who has fucked me, and Barry would never tell me who it was. I had nothing to go on, he hadn't even said a word to me! Barry told me that it didn't matter, and I saw his point. A cock is a cock, after all. But what I really wanted was a chance to play with the mystery man again, and I never knew who had given me such a great fuck!