One Memorable Day 73

My first was an early 40s stocky guy on the day after my 18th birthday.

As I was walking home from a superb party around 1am, a nice Riviera pulls up. "You OK? It's kinda late to be hitching..." Wait, "I wasn't hitching!" He laughs, "I'm so sorry, just a misunderstanding." Nice smile. "I thought I noticed you wave your hand. Well, take care... Unless? Do you need a ride?"

I was 2.4 sheets-to-the-wind. "Um, sure? It's not far." I get in and sniff. Hmm, the car smells familiar. "Yeah, that's my weed. Still smell it?" I nod and smile for some reason. He takes off as I give him directions and he warmly asks, "So what was the drink of choice tonight?"

Uh, what was I drinking? "I honestly don't remember, someone else was mixing tonight." What a night.

"Do you toke?"

I'm 18 in the early 70s. Of course I do. "Can't afford it. I'm still on an allowance." He nods his head subtly. "Well, we're only a couple of blocks from my house, and... I have some really good weed there." He put his right hand on top of my thigh, fingers dangling down between my legs. "I think you'd like to get high with me!"

I'd thought I was bisexual from the age of 14 but had not had sex with anyone - not for lack of trying. His hand was causing an erection that came on so quickly it was nudging his pinky in 5 seconds. I was so excited, I mistook it for terror at first.

He moved his hand over the head and squeezed once. "I'll take that as a yes."

I'd never felt like this before. My emotions escalated as he pulled into his garage, my leg shaking uncontrollably. I had to focus some energy just to open my door.

"Follow me."

His living room had two facing loveseats with an old, large and heavy oak coffee table with a cool top. It was glass and the entire subsurface was covered in nudes of all genders and colors. I was about to begin shaking again and sat down on a loveseat. "Wow, man! Just wow..."

He smiled and said, "Yeah. If I see something I like in my porno stash, I clip it out and add it to the table."

He sat down next to me which caused me to move just a bit. "This was the last one I nabbed from a mag," as he pointed at a very pale redhead without a hair below her neck. Nice. "This was the one before that. I took that one myself..."

He was pointing at a Polaroid of someone who could be my brother. His hair was my color and looked like a haircut I'd had before. He was totally nude and displaying a rock hard 7" cock that was pointing at, and almost covering, his navel.

I was frozen. "Can I have something to drink please?"

"Sure." While has was gone, I stood and rearranged my cock to try and lower its visibility. It didn't help that I continued to look over the other 40 or so pictures. I spotted his face in one with his arm around the same kid. I looked down. His cock was average length I guess? Six inches, seven? But I'd never seen a cockhead so large. It was long, 1/3 of his total length and twice as wide as the shaft.

He sat down next to me. I took a drink as he opened a little wooden box. "Ready to get comfortable?" I then noticed that he had removed his shirt and pants, only his powder blue boxers remaining. He started packing the bowl on a rather large bong while I zeroed in on his cock head pressed against the cotton.

"You first!" He startled me. My shaky hand took the cylinder from his as he lit the match. "Don't draw, just inhale. It's better that way." I did so, filling my lungs in about 1.5 seconds. The violent cough that followed had him worried. He handed me my water. "Sorry bud, I thought you'd smoked before?"

I was totally embarrassed as I drank some more water. After a minute, I croaked, "I'm sorry... a joint... First bong," then started coughing again, though less severely.

He chuckled. "Well, now that we know, you should draw slowly." He took a hit, then passed it back to me. As I reached with my nearest hand, he said, "Use your other hand. I just want to..." As I grabbed it, he put his arm around my shoulder and pulled me closer. "OK, here ya go, nice and easy."

He lit another match and held it as I slowly drew in a smaller quantity of the sweet smoke. (BTW - Weed smell back then reminded some of cooked oatmeal) As I held it in, he moved his other hand to my chest for a moment, then started undoing the buttons on my only silk disco shirt. "Much better," he murmured into my ear.

He had my shirt unbuttoned in 30 seconds. As I leaned to put the bong down, he quickly pulled my shirt out of my pants and off. "Much better," again.

Right at that moment, a huge wave of euphoria took over my body. Good weed indeed. But now I, a true novice, find myself half-naked, high and horny while sitting next to a guy my father's age. With that huge cockhead.

He then reached down and unzipped my patent leather boots, gently pushing them aside. "Weren't you going to get comfortable too?" He grabbed my hands, lifting me to stand. Whoa, standing is hard!

He reached for my belt buckle. I was overwhelmed that I was about to be naked in front of an adult for the first time. I knew what was happening but was unable and unwilling to stop this -- I had to see what happens.

He pulled my pants and boxers down together, leaving me nude with a skyward pointing hardon. I watched him as he looked at my body, starting with my face.

After a warm smile, he started his descent, pausing occasionally to either sniff or lick my skin. When he reached my pubic hair, he ran his hand through it, grabbing and shifting my cock's position by hair-power alone. I smiled at this and he did as well.

"Sit and get comfy. We're only warming up so let's hit it again!" I firmly agreed at this point.

We smoked another bowlful then collapsed back into the loveseat. I had never been this high in my 18 years, and it kept expanding as my senses became fuzzy. I looked down and saw his cock sticking out of his boxers.

Where I got the moxie from I'll never know. "I've never seen one in real life," I said as I nodded at his erection. "Other than mine, of course." He smiled again, then took my hand and moved it to his waistband. Together, we pulled his boxers down and away.

We sat back silently, both of us staring at his incredible cock. It was leaking precum to the extent that the entire head and some of the shaft were covered. I wanted to touch it in the worst way but could not bring myself to do so.

"Have you ever had sex with someone?" I looked at him for a moment, then looked back at his cock, shaking my head no.

In a brief moment of sobriety, I blurted out, "It's really late and I think I should get going." What the hell -- why did I say that? I turned and looked down. The traitor between my legs was saluting, covered in precum and throbbing.

He put his hand on my thigh as he did earlier, but up against my balls. "Gosh, you right! Geez... Time flies, huh? He paused. "But before you head out, let me do something awesome for you." He reached for my hands again, moving me to stand in front of him. He leaned in and put his face up against my cock and balls. Oh my god! He nuzzled in a bit, then licked up the shaft, sliding his tongue off at the tip. "How's that feel?"

I had about 4 seconds. "I'm going to come. Unh.. I'm going to come right now!" I shouted.

He grabbed the bottom of my shaft, squeezing while taking half my cock into his mouth. Then he dropped his hand and started sliding his mouth up and down over the head. Wham! The most incredible orgasm of my life, beyond description. I'd never felt this before. I guess the weed may have exaggerated the intensity but good lord, it was amazing.

A few blissful minutes passed before I realized I was collapsed face down on the loveseat. He was seated on the edge, his knees pointed towards my face. He was lightly rubbing my lower back, making circles larger and larger until he reached my butt crease. Then he moved his hand down, making the same circles until he reached the middle of my cheeks. Then one finger started making circles between my cheeks. This was new, of course, and incredibly intense. As he wiggled his finger deeper, my body betrayed me once again as my ass began to slightly rise to meet his thrust.

That must have been the sign he was waiting for. He knelt on the floor then reached up with both hands, pulling apart my lily-white butt. Leaning in, he blew warm air across my asshole, causing me to squirm.

He reached up, touching my face. "I can't tell if you're liking this or not? Do you want to try more?" I couldn't say the words, just offering a small nod of my head. "You'll love this," he said as his hands returned to my butt.

One cheek pulled aside, he began running a fingertip down to my balls and cock then up and over my asshole. After the fourth trip, his finger lingered right on my rosebud as his other hand's fingers rotated up to pull apart both cheeks. His finger felt wet. My precum? Must be as I'm so hard!

I know what's coming but can't imagine what it will feel like. His finger started pressing lightly and rotating. Oh man, keep going. After a minute his finger began penetrating me, slowly, continually. I heard him spit and felt some hit my asshole. Wow! He pressed again as my ass rose up meet his finger. "You ok for a bit more?" A muffled yes escaped the cushion under my face as I felt myself falling in love with this feeling.

"I want you to enjoy this and spit is not enough to make you slippery. I have just the thing -- this way." As he rose, I rolled over, sitting up unsteadily and realizing that I felt like a different person, someone who is, well... doing this!

I followed him (probably too quickly) into what looked like a spare room or study. There was a single bed under the window. He sat down and beckoned me over with a grin. I stood once again in front of him while he gently suckled my cockhead. I was fully hard again in 5 seconds as he began pressing me deeply into his mouth by pulling on my ass. This was so good.

Then his hands were on my hips, turning me so my butt faced him. His hand reached through my legs and grabbed my cock as the other pressed between my shoulder blades, bending me over. His foot rattled between my ankles, encouraging me to spread my legs. Then...

Jesus! He was licking my asshole! It was unreal. His tongue pressed against the ring firmly while I was going crazy. After a minute he asked, "You ready for the next step?" I just wiggled my ass in his face.

He popped the top of a jar then rubbed cream on my asshole and around the ring. It smelled familiar, like something from mom's bathroom at home. It tingled slightly, adding to the stimulation I was experiencing. His hand was back on my cock.

The finger of his other was back at the target. He pressed more firmly than the last time and I felt some tension. Not what I'd call pain -- yet. He was rotating his finger inside me -- I'd never felt this before and wanted more. I leaned back, forcing his finger deeper. I think that was his second knuckle that just entered because that caused some discomfort.

He flipped his hand over and began pulling it out and pushing it back in. Then something changed because whatever he was doing was making me feel as if I was going to come without warning. I started moving with him, pulling away as he did, pushing back to drive his finger back in. Oh how I love this feeling!

He paused. I heard the jar open and close again. His moved his hand from my cock, moving around and up against my stomach. "Grab your ankles," he said softly. I never could achieve that feat, but was able to within an inch or two.

He moved me back a bit. Then his face was against my ass cheek, which he gently began to nip. Tiny little bites, up and down and now the same on the other side. Then I felt his finger back at my entrance. He began a minute of nipping while fucking me with his finger. Then a nip felt more like a gentle bite, you know, a little roll of skin. And something else changed.

His finger left for a second. When it returned, it was pretty obvious to me it was two fingers and GOD! I couldn't wait to feel it piercing me. I almost lost control and pressed back on his fingers firmly. Uh... Uh, OW! Whoosh, that was fucking intense. He ceased biting and held still while I searched for a way through this pain. Very considerate.

And then 10 seconds later, it didn't hurt any more. More of a throbbing that was stimulating. I wanted more. I lowered my head so I was looking at him upside down. "Pssst." He looked down at my smiling face. "More, please?" I tried to sound sincere but, based on the scenario, it was the best I could muster.

"Yes?"

"God, yes...," I moaned, "more."

The jar top popped, signaling advancement. I'm still grabbing my ankles (shins) and wiggling my ass back and forth. I was also probably (unconsciously) puckering and unpuckering my asshole in full view by him. He sighed. "Here we go."

OK, this is OK. It feels the same as before except he's reaching deeper into me. Wow, I really feel that tension, like inward pressure. He's moving me around inside. He flipped his hand down again and rubbed a spot that caused me to shudder. I think he took that as a cue. He pulled all the way out then pushed hard and fast as deep as before but just maybe, a little deeper. Oh man, this is incredible. I'm tingling all over.

He pulled out all the way again. His other hand came through my legs again, except this time his hand is slick. He started pulling back and forth across the head of my cock as I felt his fingers back at my opening. He suddenly started jerking up and down fully on my cock as he drove his hand forward. With what had to be three fingers!

I don't know what came over me. I rammed myself back against his hand so hard I think I startled him. Yeow! That hurts! Oh... Oh... Hold still, think your way through it.

So fucking intense.

It took closer to a minute before I wriggled on his fingers to indicate I was OK. He pulled out part way, then gently started fucking my ass with the three fingers. Every few strokes, he would push a little harder, and I responded every time by grinding onto his fingers. It was so erotic.

Suddenly, both hands were gone. "You should come sit down for a few. You've been bent over almost 30 minutes!" As I stood, I lost my balance and began to fall forward. Quick as a flash, I felt his arms around me, pulling me upright. "I should have known that would happen," he smirked. "You'll be ok in a few seconds." He sat back down on the bed while I stood still finding my balance. I turned and smiled at him for a second. I was trembling again. As I wobbled backwards towards the bed, he grabbed my hips, shifting me over in front of him.

He asked, "Do you mind if I have a look to see how you're doing back here?"

I spread my legs then backed up, straddling his legs. I noticed how strong his legs looked.

He spread my cheeks, looked and touched for a few seconds, then declared that everything looked ok. "How do you feel? I know you haven't come again and I'd like to help with that."

I thought for a moment, a long moment. I reached back and grabbed a hand, placing it on my cock. He began to stroke me. Then I reached back and grabbed his other hand and held it against my lower abdomen. "I feel perfect."

I then reached down between my legs and grabbed his hard cock. It was covered in the cream from the jar. I jerked it once, twice. Then I held it straight up and lowered my ass to the tip, pressing lightly.

"Just perfect."

I let myself drop onto his gigantic cock head. After 2 seconds of resistance, he plunged through my anus. It felt much larger than three fingers and the pressure was building. I lifted off until his tip was just inside, then plunged down again until it was almost unbearable. I held still for about a minute while he stroked my cock and pubic hair. Again, a nice guy I thought.

Once more I lift myself off almost all the way. I grab his hands and bring them to my hips. I lean back until my mouth is next to his ear and whisper, "Help me."

He'd been waiting. As I started my descent, I was met by his thrusting ram which bottomed out painfully but wonderfully in my ass. I sat down fully as he drew back his hips, remaining fully impaled on his cock with the giant head.

"Stand up -- lay back on the bed about halfway," he said. He sounded very lustful and I moved swiftly. He moved between my legs, drawing his thighs close while pulling my butt towards him. He took hold of his cock, then looked at me. "I believe it when you said you were a virgin. What do you believe now?"

He plunged that giant head into me until I could feel new depth and pleasure. My anal ring was vibrating incredibly as he began fucking me. I mean really slamming into me and pulling out slowly. He slammed home again and again. I said, "Fuck, I'm gonna come. I'm coming!!" My valves had built up so much pressure that the first spurt hit the window shade above the bed, followed by the wall and then me. In my mouth once, too.

He never stopped. He continued fucking me as I sensed another erotic rise inside. Then he dropped his hips, essentially fucking upwards against that fantastic spot! He scooped some of my come from my chest and fed it to me then scooped more but licked it off his fingers.

He leaned down and kissed me as he continued to plunge into my ass. "Thank you for tonight," he whispered. "I hope it has been special for you." Before I could respond, he grabbed my ankles and forcefully pushed my knees to my chest. His body pressed down, forcing my knees almost to my ears. "I'm gonna make you come one more time, with me!"

Oh my God! This was the deepest fuck of the night. He was stroking his full length in and out, continually hitting and awakening that magic spot. I was close to what I imagined delirious would be. "Oh God -- I gonna come again," I said, wailing. He responded.

"Yes! Here it comes! Oh God! Fucking fan..." He trailed off as my blurry eyes observed his face twisted in pleasure and anguish. This was the only time in many decades that I came at the exact same moment as my partner.

When we recovered, he was very gentle and considerate. He cleaned me up in the bed, then shared a shower with me. We were affectionate to the point of almost becoming hard, but my body was in a state of exhaustion I'd never experienced.

Once I dressed, he thanked me again and offered to drive me home.

"No need. I'll just hop your back fence, cut through a couple of yards and be home in 1 minute."

Oh my...

(It was Ponds;)