Cock On The Brain Of A Straight Guy

I was thinking about hard cocks again as I thumbed through a local weekly newspaper. "WM seeks same for movies and massage." I called and left a message. He called and left a message. We finally met at a convenience store close to his apartment.

I'm average looking, average height and he seemed to fit that description as well, though he seemed a bit older than he claimed to be. I followed him over to his place in my car. I was both nervous and excited for had been a long time since I did something like this. Not since my navy days in San Diego.

Once inside the sparsely furnished apartment he went immediately to the fridge, pulled out a couple of beers and, for some reason, began explaining why he placed the ad.

"I'm not gay. I just enjoy men, that's all," he said as he handed me a beer. He was trying to make me feel comfortable and I was trying to pretend I was. He told me a little about his divorce; about a threesome he had with a buddy and his wife, not his, his buddy's.

"Did that cause your divorce?" I asked as he stood up and walked over to his entertainment center.

"What kind of movies do you like?" he asked, changing the subject. Standing in front of his television he gestured to a glass cabinet full of videotapes like a model on a game show. I shrugged my shoulders and took a pull from my beer.

My apparent indifference was his cue to choose from his gay selection. In popped the movie and with a flick of the remote, three naked men appeared on the screen, two sucking on the third's cock as they lounged in front of a pool. My host looked to me for a reaction and in order not to give him one, I took another long pull from my beer.

"How would you feel about having another guy join us?" asked my host as he settled down close to me on the black leather sofa. This time he drank from his beer while waiting for my response.

"Honestly? I would find it much more interesting than this video."

"Hmmmmm." He set his beer down and looked directly at my crotch. "So are you going to show me your cock? Hmmmmm?"

His hand reached for my bare thigh and moved up under my shorts, brushing my balls and finding his prize only semi-erect.

"What's the matter?" he asked, his hand now softly squeezing my cock, treating it like a pump that was supposed to draw blood from my brain. From one head to the other.

"Nothin", I muttered.

"Then take these off."

I stood up and slid my short to my ankles and kicked them off. They landed right in front of the television where the three men were getting into some heavy anal action. He noticed my attention was on the television once again and slid from the couch to his knees. I looked down and watched him suck my cock into his mouth. He angled it so he could watch the movie. I just stood there and closed my eyes.

"Turn around" he whispered softly.

I did as he asked. I felt his hands on my ass, pulling my cheeks apart. Then his breathe, then his tongue. His right hand reached between my legs and he began stoking my balls and my shaft. I was getting a little bit weak-kneed from the sensations he was giving me.

"I want you to lean over the arm of the sofa."

He ordered. I obeyed. With my ass now arched up in the air, my cock pressed against the leather. I hear him sliding a stool across the floor. He sat down and again spread my cheeks. I felt his tongue diving in and out of my ass. This went on and on. I could feel his saliva dripping down my thighs. I could also hear him stoking his cock, which I still had not seen, at what sounded like a blistering pace.

"Do you want me to?" he asked me. I responded as if he had wakened me out of a deep sleep.

"I'm afraid." I said.

"Why? It'll feel good."

"I haven't seen your cock yet. Are you huge or what?"

My eyes were still closed. I didn't want to open them and gain a sense of reality. I was on a leather sofa about to be fucked in the ass. Am I ok with this? He stood up, positioned his cock at my ass and rubbed the entire shaft up and down my shaft.

"Guess", he giggled.

As he continued rubbing the head of his cock up and down my crack I sensed it was thick shafted with a small head. At least it wasn't huge, I thought.

"Come on", he whispered. He was drawing circles around me asshole and the feeling was incredible. Definitely pleasurable enough to allow him to go further.

"Ok" was all I said. Slowly, gently he pressed the tip of his cock into my ass. It was at this time I noticed that my own cock had gone almost completely soft. It was pressed flat against my pelvis.

"More?"

"Yes"

He pushed further and I could feel the head trying to push past the second sphincter. I tensed up. It had been a long time since something this big (How big was it?) had been pushed up my ass.

"Easy" he whispered. I thought back to the time at the YMCA. How it was much easier for me to take a cock in my ass if I sat on top, controlling the amount of penetration. I decided to reach behind me and feel his cock. I wanted to know how much more he had to give me. He thought I wanted to stop.

"What's wrong?" he asked like a child.

"Let me feel you cock", I whispered.

"Should I pull out?"

"No! Just let me touch it." I touched his cock and wrapped my hand around what wasn't already in my ass. I wanted to see if it got thicker towards the base. He still had a few more inches, but if any wider and I was going to call this off.

"Go ahead. Just go slow", I said bringing my hand back in front of me.

"Goooooooooooooooooood", he cooed, continuing his short strokes. "Don't worry. I won't come in your ass. I want come all over your ass."

I felt the front of his pelvis against my ass and realized that he was now as deep as he could get.

"Here we go," he said as he began to withdraw in preparation for a much longer stroke of my insides. The slight sting was subsiding and I began to push back against him has he pushed his cock forward. As he moved in and out I was conscious of my cock coming back to life. It must have been the intense prostrate massage he was giving me.

All that masturbating he did while tonguing my ass, along with the steady stroke he was laying on me was bring him to the brink of orgasm. I could tell he was loving it as his strokes were losing their rhythm. He was now trying to last as long as possible before he had to pull out.

"Go for it", I said between gasps. As good as it was feeling I wanted him to come so he could back to sucking my cock.

He took me at my word and turned into a jackhammer. My upper body was bouncing on the sofa cushion. My ass and cock pinned to the arm. There was almost a sense of violence when he pulled his cock out of my ass. He screamed as if in pain and then I felt the hot streaks of cum landing on the back of my neck, my back. It seemed to hit me everywhere but his intended target, my ass.

He collapsed to his knees, his face buried in my ass. I could feel his panting hot breath on my balls and cock. After a moment I felt his tongue begin to tickle the head of my cock. I could not longer stay in that position however so I turned myself around to face him. I began stroking my cock in front of his face and he seemed to really enjoy this.

I closed my eyes and continued, intent on coming as fast as possible.

"Just let me have it when you come. I want to taste it", he whispered as if trying not to distract me from my task. Knowing he wanted it turned me on that much more and when I felt that tide rising I opened my eyes and, without a word, let him know what was to come.

"That's beautiful", he exclaimed while positioning himself closer still to the end of my cock.

I came with yell and he snatched my cock from my hands into his mouth. It seemed like I came forever. He swallowed and tugged on my cock, drawing every last drop I had in me. I fell back over the arm of the sofa and laid back, my legs dangling over the side.

"Your good," he said now standing over me.

"And you're gay", I replied back to which he smirked and made no comment.

"My friend his tall, and his cock is huge." he said. "I'd love to have you and him hook up."

"How huge? Fat huge or long huge?"

"Long. Very long." He was smiling as if remembering a very good time.

"I'll think about it."

"I know you will", he said reaching down to stroke my now soft pink cock. "You have my number."

I put my hand over his. But that was as intimate as I wanted things to get. After all, I'm not gay either.

written by kaisersosay

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