A Life Changing First Time

(all characters in this story are over 18)

This is how my first lover deflowered me. This story takes place in the late 70s, so just before the aids pandemics. It is a first time that became a relationship for a year after this first time and that renewed more than 20 years after. I might write more stories but this one is special. It tells about the strongest orgasms I ever experienced and not only were they mindblowing, they were also multiple as every time he would fuck me I would come several times usually without touching my dick. No wonder I got literally addicted.

Now the details.

Imagine Paris in the late 70s. I had just turned 18 and was finishing high school. I was shamefully still a virgin although I would always pretend not to be. A new super handsome guy joined the class, he was American so a couple of years older than the est of us. Let's call him Joseph, J. As my English was probably a bit better than that of the other guys we quickly became friends, best friends. I was in total awe, I admired this guy, J was smart, mature, good looking, talented, I loved spending time with him. He would show me and teach me so many things, I was discovering life and soon I was to discover sex with him which would mark me for the rest of my life. J had his own room, the typical Paris "chambre de bonne" on the top floor of an old building near school. One of the many things he introduced me to was weed. It would make us even closer and freer but we may not have noticed how close until one day.

We were on his bed smoking as usual and I started sharing with him the erotic visions I was experiencing. He suggested he would shave me which kind of surprised me but why not? He sat me on a chair in the middle of the tiny room, took my teeshirt off, started spreading foam on my face and shaved me. I felt totally under his control and immediately loved it without yet realising the erotic intensity of what was happening. Once he got me fully shaved, he suggested a massage. By now I should have figured out where he was taking me, but I didn't. I was just so happy to be with him and follow his guidance. He asked me to get undressed and lie on his bed. I did but suggested keeping a towel around my waist, not that I was so concerned by nudity or decency but I could already feel my cock very aroused and was afraid of disclosing my hardon which I thought would be embarrassing, although in those days I was almost constantly hard and horny, masturbating several times a day.

When I started feeling his hands on me, I immediately wanted more and felt ready for anything. There were no words or thoughts in my mind, it all seemed obvious. Once his hands reached my bottom, it automatically lift up as an obvious invite, like my body was overtaken by its deepest and most secret desires. He took the towel away and started massaging my ass, then he reached out underneath me and touched my cock, sending me in heaven right away. I gave him full access and instinctively my bum started rubbing on his underwear where I could feel something really big and hard. My body knew exactly what it wanted, long before my mind did. It knew so well that I was rubbing harder and harder, trying to put this hard pole between my ass cheeks. If he would have decided to fuck me then, I'm sure it would have happened right away, my body wanted it badly and my mind was asking no question, but J was prudent or not entirely ready yet. When he took my cock firmly in his hand I came immediately and I heard him express his surprise with a "wahoo already!" He seemed worried I wouldn't return the favour but there was nothing I wanted more than pleasing him.

He said "your turn now" and laid on his back. That's when I discovered his cock for the first time, OMG how beautiful it was, majestic, proud and provocative, probably twice the size of mine, cut and large. It was the first time I was seeing another guy's dick and I immediately felt under the spell. He could have asked anything... but he didn't quite yet, he was just expecting his hand job which I started providing. He had to give me a few instructions on how to please a cut cock which I was scrupulously following trying to do my best. I was kneeling between his legs. Again my instinct took over and as I was jerking him I upped myself and rubbed his cock on mine that was already hard again, then under my balls... and in my ass crack. Could I have been clearer? However it was as if he hadn't notice, maybe he thought we should limit ourselves to jerking off as he told me he had done with other boys, contrary to me who was totally unexperienced.

I carried on caressing and jerking him. As my cock was hard he touched it and it went off a second time sending another big load of cum on him, some got on his cock and he seemed to enjoy the lubrication. His endurance was incredible and after a long time he started shooting all over. Seeing the results of my efforts was so fulfilling. I was also super impressed by his load and the strength with which his juice was erupting. I thought he'd come more than once like me but he explained his dick was too sensitive and we gradually calmed down. This took place in the middle of the afternoon and there was nothing else I could think of until the next day where we again found ourselves in his room.

We were sitting on his bed, smoking, for a change, speaking few words but the tension in the room was extreme. Both our jeans showed a huge tent, well, his was much bigger, he had such a big cock. Suddenly he put his hand on my thigh. I took this as the green light and immediately started unzipping his jeans. He stopped me and asked me to close the curtains so that the neighbours wouldn't see us. I stood up from the bed and went to the window three steps away to close the curtains as asked, when I turned back he had already got out of his jeans and a magnificent erection was waiting for me. My instinct and my desire took my brain over and without the slightest hesitation, as if I had done that all my life and knew what I was actually doing, I just kneeled down between his legs and without any hesitation engulfed his cock in my mouth. I think he was both surprised and pleased and said in French "mmmmm ça change tout". I was not quite sure what this actually changed and whether what I was doing was right or wrong, but I just had to do it, I had no choice, I was hypnotised. I would never have imagined that having his meat in my mouth would please me so much. I started sucking on the head and gradually went down on his shaft. I was truly enjoying myself and was getting eager to please him to the best of my abilities. I think he felt a bit embarrassed and probably thought he had to return the favour (while I was not asking for anything feeling so fulfilled by sucking him). We tried a 69 but he was anxious I would come right away (he was probably right) so he told me clearly "not in my mouth". That totally blocked me, I was getting so much pleasure sucking him and I was feeling mentally ready to receive a similar huge load as what I had witnessed the day before, but all of a sudden plenty of thoughts and guilt came to my mind. What did he mean? Is it wrong? Am I sick? What will he think of me if I carry on? Stupidly as I really didn't want to lose him I stopped sucking and didn't aim to make him cum although I was totally ready for it. We ended up masturbating and kept it at that... until the next day. This next day did change everything.

Next day, same circumstances, but a mix of fresh memories, desires and tensions was feeling the room. He broke the heavy silence proposing to undress. As he finished his sentence I was lying on his bed naked my whole body felt hot, lascivious and squirming in anticipation. It knew what was coming and wanted it badly although I had absolutely zero idea of how it would feel but it had to happen. He was probably less sure starting to touch me and jerk me softly. I literally jumped on his cock and started sucking. As I paused, I believe my body language betrayed me so he asked "do you want to try?" He didn't need to be more specific, we both knew what that meant and yes I wanted it very very much.

Although I was a virgin (I can however now confess that I had experimented with a couple of fingers in my ass while jerking off and kinda liked it), I was ready for him. I had already read a lot about sex, but had absolutely zero notion that anal penetration could be difficult, let alone painful. Therefore I had no apprehension, concern or fear whatsoever, just plenty of lust, willingness and desires.

I remembered reading somewhere that the best position for a first time sodomy was to lie on the side with a leg up and I just took this position to answer his question and confirm my readiness. However he grabbed my leg and turn me fully on my back saying "not like that, like a girl". I found the words both embarrassing and exciting. They turned me on so I opened my legs as wide as I could, like I thought girl would do to be penetrated. He then asked whether I would "suck him to lubricate", in my head I thought why do you ask I will suck you anytime to please you (and in fact to please me). He sat on my chest with his dick in his hand and brought it to my mouth that opened wide to welcome him back. I did my best sucking and salivating and after a short while he went back kneeling between my thighs. This was a unique moment. The anticipation, the lust, the desire, the hope, all were so intense. I think I was even more determined than he was.

When I felt the hot head of his cock exploring my crack and searching for what had already became my love hole, I was already in ecstasy. The contact between his cock head and my anus sent a gigantic electric shock in my whole body and immediately made me want more. On his end, he was obviously worried to hurt me and went very slowly, almost too slowly in comparison to the eagerness and lust of my body.

At the very moment he penetrated me with just the head, I had the most violent and deep orgasm I ever had. He seemed surprised, doubtful and impressed to see my cock spurting cum like crazy without touching it at all. My chin, torso and belly were entirely covered with jizz and my body was shaking like crazy. After a short pause he seemed to check whether he could continue, as the answer was pretty obvious, he slowly started pushing deeper until his huge cock was finally fully inside me. He looked proud and dominant. He was truly possessing me. With my legs and arms spread to offer him my body, I felt crucified (in a good sense), I had touched paradise and wanted to stay there forever.

Once fully inside he started moving slowly but quickly he got deeper, stronger and faster. The more he fucked me, the more my legs were spreading to give him way and the more it became pleasurable. I had already come when he penetrated me but each thrust was increasingly divine and another violent orgasm overtook me. Either he himself was too much into it to slow down or he had already understood that he could carry on fucking me during and after an orgasm, but he kept going expanding my pleasure to new levels. Nobody has ever made me come like he was.

The feeling of belonging to him was so fulfilling and exciting.

Came a moment where he raised his torso and got on his hands, pounding me yet stronger. Our eyes locked. I understood what was coming and thought that now that I had been penetrated I had to go all the way, I realised he was about to cum, that he would leave his sperm inside me, inseminating me with his seed, and that, I thought, would change everything, like the world would never be the same, at least my world. He got harder and faster and I could feel his cock inside growing and twisting, I knew it was coming and I wanted it, I wanted to offer myself to him, to be his fucktoy, to be dedicated to his pleasure. I was just hoping he would get as much pleasure as he gave me.

Having seen the size of his ejaculations I was wondering how it would feel and suddenly I felt him explode inside, each spurt was sending new waves of pleasure and again took me over the edge although my balls were by now totally empty I had yet another anal orgasm and we united in pleasure. Once he had finished filling me, he collapsed on me, that was good too I could feel his cock gradually shrinking, it was like swimming in an internal sea of hot cum. While he was napping on me, I was enjoying all the new sensations and felt proud and pleased to have done it, maybe a little worried of what he would think of me afterwards, would he see me as a gay slut, would he despise me, would he feel guilty about what we just did? Despite all these questions I had the greatest ever feeling of deep fulfilment and satisfaction not only because of the intense pleasure he gave me but also because I was his. I was hoping so much to do it again and again and become his lover. I felt rather masculine in day to day life but I started discovering a very feminine side too when in bed. I was thinking of myself as his best friend in life and in a way, his girlfriend in bed. And that was just perfect.

At no point of this intense fuck session did I feel any pain, it was so natural, so obvious and moreover so intensely and unprecedentedly pleasurable. I was in awe from beginning to end, and in fact I could have gone even longer although he was incredibly enduring and had fucked for such a long time. I don't know how many times he made me come without touching my dick but it felt like a lot and even without ejaculating the pleasure was non stop and overwhelming.

The thing with J is that he was incredibly lasting, his endurance was phenomenal, he could keep fucking me for what seemed like hours. And my ass could take him for ever. Even when he was getting closer and I would feel him tensing, accelerating and pounding me frenetically, I knew I would still get fucked for a while and my ass was happily accommodating his powerful thrusts. He knew that he was fucking me really hard then and although I never seemed to complain, quite the opposite, he once apologised explaining that when he was getting close there was nothing to stop him. I just smiled not saying a word, but if I would have been able to talk I would have told him how much loved it. Feeling him approaching climax and fucking me harder and harder was such a great feeling.

As strange as it may seem we never used lube and I don't think we even bothered much about preparation. Although his cock was much bigger than average and my little asshole was a virgin he would just penetrate me and push it deep inside without much prep, like fingering, saliva was our only lube - and it just went in naturally, easily and pleasurably. It felt like my asshole was naturally lubricated, like a hungry cunt.

It never hurt, just the opposite, being penetrated by this handsome well-endowed young stud who became the lover of my life was immensely and intensely pleasurable from the very first second. This would never happen again with any other man who fucked me later. Many told me I was a natural and that I made to be fucked (which always made me turned red and excited) but no one could fuck me like that without lub and prep. I suppose that when one is in love and really wants it, anal sex works out just as it should, naturally.

That first time, once he had bred me, he stayed plugged deep inside me for a while recovering. When he slowly withdrew from me, my body felt empty. He lied next to me while I was still lying with my legs open. I could feel my anus was gaping and his cum was leaking between my thighs, my hands went down to check and I could feel my ass still open and wet, I loved it. I thought to myself that I had just been fucked, that he just took me like his girlfriend and filled me with his semen that would now stay inside me. It felt wonderful despite a few questions and a few fears in the background. In fact I think I could have gone for a second round, but for that I had to wait till the next day...