Date: Sun, 19 Mar 2017 00:52:57 -0400
From: stoneyg@Safe-mail.net
Subject: 'An Unexpected Experience'{StoneyG}(MM,oral,anal,rim)[1!1]

An Unexpected Experience by StoneyG

I am happily married but sexually frustrated as my wife, who's a few years
older than me, has completely lost interest in sex.

Years ago, before I got married, I had met with several couples who were
interested in my large endowment via online personals.  Out of curiousity I
decided to peruse some online advertisements. Not unexpectedly there
weren't many women, or couples, looking for a 40 something guy, in decent
shape but not muscular or male model material, and those interested in the
extremely well endowed were only interested in 'BBC', big black cock, and I
was paler than milk.

There were a lot of *guys* looking for big cocks, mainly looking for 'hung
tops', and showing pictures of their butts.  Now I'd always wanted to try
anal sex, but with a woman, and I was much too large, even for the one
woman I'd met willing to try it.  But I just don't find a guys butt all
that interesting.

And then I saw one that said 'Private Gloryhole, expert Anon head for Huge
Hung Men'.  Now it had been a long time since I had a blow job, much less
really good one, so I clicked on it to see what it was about.  It was
private, which was good, no hole cut into an adult bookstore stall, or a
bathroom stall somewhere.  It was in a late 20's guy's house in a nice
neighborhood.  A curtain with a hole in it in the doorway of a darkened
room, he would be naked on his knees behind it.  He claimed to be clean and
fit and wanted clean, fit and hung men.  I certainly fit that description.

So, I decided to send him an email.  I could always change my mind.  He
responded with an articulate email extolling his oral skills and requesting
more information as to my hung qualifications.  I have to say he made it
sound pretty good, so I hunted around for naked picture of myself, and my
erection, that I thought gave a pretty good indication and cropped out any
identifying background stuff.  He thought it looked good too and we
arranged for me to come over in half an hour, which gave me just enough
time to shower quickly.

It took about 15 minutes to get over there.  A nice, single story, red
house with white shutters.  It was a late fall afternoon so it was already
starting to get dark but it was unseasonably warm so I just had sweatpants
and a sweatshirt on.

The door was supposed to be unlatched so I tried it and it was.  I entered
a dark entranceway and removed my shoes.  The whole house had no lights on,
so there was just the little light coming through the curtains as I
manuevered my way through the living room and then down the hallway on the
left as the email had foretold.

And there it was, a curtain hanging in a doorway at the end of the hall,
with a hole cut into it.  And it was decision time.  You might have said I
had made my decision when I went in the front door, but really if the
living room had been a mess, or smelled, I think I would definitely have
changed my mind.  Instead it had been neat and smelled clean, and I had
been able to see into the kitchen when I took the left into the hallway,
and it had appeared spotless, even though the light wasn't good.  So I
decided to go for it.

I approached the curtain and lowered my sweatpants.  I'm fairly tall so the
hole was a little lower than I was and a hand came out to guide me in and I
bent my knees to accomodate it.  It was an innocuous hand that could very
well belong to a fit, clean late 20-something.

I wasn't hard yet, I was still a bit nervous, but a warm wet mouth engulfed
my cock.  Hot and silky it slid up and down repeatedly and I slowly started
to get hard.

Once it was fully hard I heard a whispered voice say from behind the
curtain, "Oh my god, your cock is huge."

"I hope that's not a problem," I said, thinking 'Good grief, I sent you a
picture of it.'

"No not at all," he replied, "It's beautiful." And then he engulfed the
head again and spent several minutes sucking and licking enthusiastically.

Now it was feeling pretty good, but with my pants around my knees and my
knees bent to get my cock through the hole my upper thighs were starting to
scream. It usually takes me a fairly long time to come and I knew I was
never going to make it that long.

"I don't think I can hold this position much longer," I said.

He paused and then said, "would it be okay if you sat down in here?  The
room's dark."  So, protecting my privacy, not his.

I said, "Yeah, that'd be fine."

He stood up and I pulled my cock back out of the hole in the curtain. He
pulled back the curtain and I shuffled in, and then paused to get my
sweatpants off from around my knees.  He guided me to a low padded chair
just inside the doorway and I sat down.

It *was* dark in the room, but there was enough twilight leaking from the
doorway to show me flashes of what appeared to be a lean, naked, muscular
guy, before he closed the door.  I leaned back in the chair and he knelt
down and engulfed my cock in his mouth again.

After a minute or two he took it out of his mouth again and ran his lips up
and down my shaft a few times and then bent down and ran his tongue over
the base of my balls.

"Ooooh," I moaned.  I love having that area licked, it's possibly my
favorite thing.  Not the balls themselves, though that was okay too, but
the flat area beneath the balls and above the anus that some people call
the taint.  I love long strokes with the flat of the tongue there, which he
proceeded to do without any prompting other than the ocassional gasp or
moan from me.  Then he bent down even lower and flicked his tongue across
my anus.  I do like being rimmed, so I pulled my legs back to give him
better access but it was still an awkward angle.

"Here," he said, patting something.  "Why don't you lay down over here."

The position on the chair was a bit awkward, and not all that comfortable.
So I put my legs down and he guided me a few feet further into the room.

"Right here," he said.  There was something soft under my foot, so I knelt
down onto what felt like a pile of blankets, possibly laid on top of a
sleeping bag, or something like that.  I sat down on it and he reached down
grasping the bottom of my sweatshirt and pulled it up over my head.  Now I
was naked except for my socks. I laid back and it was surprising
comfortable.  He got betwen my legs and I pulled my knees back.  He sucked
my cock again for a minute or two and then lowered his head and started
lapping at my anus again, which felt really good.  After a few minutes he
pointed his tongue and speared it in and out of my anus a few times, which
was new to me, and after I relaxed a bit he speared it in as far as he
could and wiggled it around, which felt *amazing*.

After a bit of that, he lifted his head up and took my cock back into his
mouth again, and I was almost disappointed, even though his mouth felt
really good on my cock, but then he started rubbing a finger tip on my anus
and working it a bit inside.  He'd alternate that with rubbing the pads of
several fingers across my anus and the working a a finger tip a little
deeper inside.  At some point he must have applied some lubricant, because
it felt smoother and slipperier than it had before, and I think the saliva
had been drying up, but I was distracted by the mouth bobbing up and down
on my cock.

After a while he had worked half a finger into me and began sliding it in
and out.  Then he lowered his head and combined that with licking under my
balls again the combination of the finger sliding in and out and the tongue
sweeping across my taint was so fantastic.  He finally got the full finger
working into me and then went back to sucking my cock while he slid it in
and out of me

Eventually he took the finger out and using both hands tried to force it as
far down his throat as he could.  After a few tries he pulled back to
prevent scraping my shaft with his teeth. I'm so thick the teeth can't open
wide enough to get it past the halfway point.  He pulled back so just the
head was between his lips and he began bobbing just his lips up and down
over the head.  While he was doing that he began rubbing the pad of his
thumb softly over my hole again.  After a bit he started wiggling his thumb
on my hole and the combination felt really good.

Then he took his lips off the head of my cock and said, "Is this okay?"

I realized he was wiggling his thumb a little deeper and wanted to put it
deeper inside me.  I grunted, "Yeah, okay."  And he took my cock head back
between his lips and slowly, gently, probed deeper and deeper.

His thumb was a little larger than I had been expecting, but he was going
so slowly that as I got used to it it was feeling pretty good.  It was and
softer than I was expecting and the spongy feeling felt really good, his
finger had been a lot bonier than his thumb.  Then I realized, despite the
fact he still had his mouth over the head of my cock, that wasn't a large
thumb that was slowly working into me, it was the head of a small penis.

This was *not* what I had been expecting.  At this point I had a decision
to make.  Should I say something, or do something?  Or just go with the
flow?  Everything had had felt really good so far, including this.  What
the hell, I decided, once wouldn't kill me.  I would just go with the flow.

After a few more minutes of gentle pumping he finally slid all the way
inside and let it rest there for a bit.  He lifted his mouth from my cock
and let it flop back against my belly.  "Oh god, your ass is fantastic," he
said.

Even though his cock wasn't that large I felt pretty darn full, so it was
good that he paused for a bit to let me get used to it.  Eventually he
withdrew it a little and slid it back in a few times, and then paused again
and took some deep breaths.  "I'm trying not to come too fast but your ass
feels really good," he explained.

It felt really good to me too.  Quite a bit bigger than a finger, possibly
even as thick as two, but not at all bony, and bit longer but not too long.
I don't know if he was hitting my prostate or not, but the in and out
pumping that he started up again felt really good all the way in and all
the way out again.

He was still kneeling between my legs with his hands on my knees when he
pulled all the way out and said "Here, turn over and lie on your stomach."

Not sure what was going on, I turned over and lay face down tucking my cock
back between my legs.  Fortunately the pile of blankets or whatever it was
was soft enough to cushion my face, and groin.  "Like this?" I asked.

"Yeah," he grunted as he straddled my legs behind me.  I felt the soft head
of his cock pressing on my hole again as he tried applying pressure at
different angles.  At last he found it and his cock slowly spread my anus
again as he slid down into me.

Once my ass was filled again he rocked his hips back and forth, squeezing
my buttocks upward with short firm strokes.  After a bit of that he leaned
over and lay on top of me, his chest against my back.  I could also feel
his thighs against the backs of mine, and he hadn't lied about being
slender but muscular.  He was shorter than I was, about 5'10" and based on
the weight on top of me maybe 160 lbs, and I couldn't feel much body hair.
I could feel his breath on my neck as he started pumping his hips up and
down and at one point he started nibbling on my ear.

After a while he put his arms under mine and rested his weight on his
elbows and then he started pumping harder, slapping his hips against my
butt as he pumped deeper and deeper into my ass.  The speed at which my ass
was getting filled and emptied again was almost, but not quite, painful, or
perhaps he was just going a little too deep for comfort.  The feel of his
body pressed against mine and his weight on top of me was pretty good
though.

After a while at this he stopped and said, "Oh, I don't want to come too
fast.  Your ass feels amazing."  While this had never been a goal of mine I
was somehow pleased.

He pulled out and stood up.  "Here, turn over on your back again."

I turned over and pulled my legs back again.  He waited for a little while.
He might have been squeezing his cock or something to keep from coming.
There was only the slighest bit of light coming around the edges of the
curtains, but my eyes had adjusted a little to the dark and I could make
out a pale shape with his hands at his groin.

After a minute he knelt between my legs again and lifted my ankles up to
rest on his shoulders.  He fitted his cock back into my ass and pumped
slowly for a minute or two.  The slow, sliding, stretching felt incredibly
erotic.  Then he leaned over and put his hands on the floor, tilting me
backwards until my knees hit my chest.  He started slamming his cock into
my ass.  After a minute or so of this he lowered to his knees, so my legs
were back at a 45 degree angle, and slowed his pumping again.

Then he said, "I'm gonna come.  Is it okay if I come inside you?"

Since I wasn't sure that I was ever going to do this again, no matter how
good it was feeling, and it was feeling pretty damn good, I decided I might
as well get the full experience, since I'd come this far.  "Sure, go
ahead," I said.

He pumped slowly inside for another full minute, drawing out the
experience, and then finally tensed and thrust deeply.  I could feel him
coming inside my ass.  His cock twitched slow and hard five times, each
time he shot, as it was buried deep inside me.  It felt so good.

A full minute after his cock stopped twitching he pulled himself out of me
and said, "I better go clean up."  He stood up and opened the door and got
a view of a trim and muscular butt as he went across the hallway and into
the bathroom.  I heard water running as I lay there taking in what had just
happened.

He came back in and asked, "Do you want to clean up a little?  You can use
the shower."

I said, "Okay."  And I got up and went into the bathroom.  I sat down and
used the toilet first.  I squeezed out some liquid which I realized was
semen coming out of my ass.  Oddly this didn't bother me like I thought it
might have.  Then I got into shower and quickly rinsed off the lube that
had spread over much of me, and soaped and rinsed quickly.

After I dried off I went back across the hall into the dark room to
retrieve my clothes but he was still there and said for me to lie down
again.  I did and he took my softened cock back in his mouth again.  As I
got hard again I wondered if guys ever did come just from getting fucked in
the ass.  It had felt really good, surprisingly good, but it had been a
different kind of good than this mouth sliding up and down on my cock.

As I came I wondered what it would feel like coming in someone's mouth
while a cock was fucking in and out of my ass.

The End.

I hope you enjoyed this rendition of what happened to me when I went
looking for a blow job at a glory hole.  If you have any comments please
send them to: stoneyg@safe-mail.net.