While this stands alone, my previous stories "First" and "The Slide" are the first parts of a middle-aged man who's discovering being a husband, father, and leader at so many levels for so many years also needs release from those responsibilities. A release that can't come from those close to him lest it creep into his everyday life. He's just had his second male sex encounter and the raw raunchiness and submission preys on his mind. He wants more and wonders how far he'll fall. Sorry for the gap between stories. It's a struggle to find writing time.
I'm not sure how it worked out. Usually my opportunities to indulge were few and far between. The release was usually enough and before this last time I had lasted three years between trysts. This was only going to be three weeks but the opportunity was there. I was torn between guilt and the desire to have Peter thoroughly sodomize me again. The surge of a hot, thick member that traveled almost to my breaking point and stopped filled my thoughts and inspired my lust. And based on the test results, this time it could be bare so his prodigious ejaculations would flood me deep inside. Another milestone leaving almost no vestige of being absolutely straight. It would be hard to ever claim that with another man's seed leaking from your body after you invited him to mount and take you.
And I wanted it against all my upbringing and beliefs . Plundered and filled by a big cock that left me stretched and wet with cum leaking from my hole. As many times as possible over the three nights I would be in the city.
It came as a surprise that the meetings had even been called and even stranger that they were occurring in the city instead of our offices. It wasn't a choice thing and the rooms were booked at a Hilton. The first thing I realized is how close it was to Peter and the idea of seeing him again leapt into my head. Should I meet up with him again? I knew how it would end up. In his bed with a loose and sloppy wet hole. My willpower lasted just half a day.
Peter insisted I stay with him and I let him know it would be tricky. I checked in at the hotel but brought half my luggage immediately to his place. Being accustomed to early mornings I'd hit the gym at the hotel early and get ready in the room each day. And the good news was none of my associates were even on the same floor.
That first day of meetings dragged and I couldn't avoid going to dinner with my group but begged off of drinks and texted Peter. The text back said a car would meet me downstairs in 15 minutes. A sleek black sedan pulled up and had me there 10 minutes later.
Peter was waiting with the door open and ushered me in the foyer. When the door closed he was all over me with a crushing hug and passionate kiss.
"I missed you and your tight arse. You got my test results?"
"Uh yeah, a couple of weeks ago."
"I'm dying to have you. I've been saving myself to fill up your arsehole."
It was another step that I had thought hard about. To let a man possess my body with no barrier and fill it with his ejaculate. A mark of ownership and submission in my sexual history. The first to inject semen without the impersonal barrier of a condom and the inherent trust that signified. There was a risk there to take even with precautions but an implication too that my body was being marked for possession. And breeding said he owned me at least just a little. I had stepped up to edge to this point but this was another level. Falling further into the path of unrestrained sex with men.
"Ok." I was actually surprised to hear myself say it so easily . One of those instances where you talk on automatic before you think."
"Your things are in the bathroom. Go get cleaned out and then I want you to ride me like a cowboy. Put my cock in your arse so it's all about giving yourself over. I'm not going to last long. Then I'll take you with your arse up like a bitch in heat. I know you like that . You might even come yourself judging by how hard your cock has gotten." He was right. I was so hard it hurt. The idea of being taken and filled with his load had me hot.
My toiletries laid out in the large bathroom along with the enema bag and lube. It didn't take long. I was anxious. I wanted to feel that bare cock in me. The water came out clean and I lubed and stretched my ass for him.
Peter lay down. His cock slapped his stomach and I gave it a quick suck before slathering it with lube. He was clearly very excited and was rock hard. I wanted that hot cylinder going up me. An deep itching need that wanted to be filled and put out when he finished. I reached behind and rubbed the lube around and in my anus before straddling him.
The hot shaft was between my legs as I raised up and moved the positioning. The lack of a condom transmitted so much more heat than before and when the bell head touched my anus I gave a shiver at the feeling. I wasn't a virgin anymore but this was another level. Welcoming a man's cock inside so he could breed me. No different than a woman except for the possible result.
I bore down on the muscles knowing that I had done this before and it made a difference. The cock pressed against the muscle and I could feel it move in. Pushing the flesh around with a twinge but receptive to having the itch scratched. I moaned along with Peter as it penetrated past the first ring. I paused to pant as I waited for the burning and slight cramp to dissipate which they did. Slowly I sunk back and felt it fill me. His thighs against my ass, balls pressing into his belly and my rings protesting about being pried open so abruptly. The feel of bare flesh was very different from before and I moaned at the mental image of what was happening.
But I wanted it. The next step. Pumping and then squirting me full in a warm wet wave that gave me over and left no doubt that I was a slut for his cock. I levered back and forth taking that fat cock to the edge of almost slipping out only to plunge back down and feel my hole spread even more. He pulled me down to his chest in a rough grasp as his lips found mine. His tongue thrust in as he raised his hips to do the same to my back hole. It was lusty, dirty, and wild.
"I can't last much longer" he gasped. "Get off and put your arse in the air." I clamored off and put my shoulders against the mattress. Reaching back to part my cheeks for his invasion.
He was in a hurry too. He slotted right in and I moaned in need as he plunged in. His hand grabbed at my cock the wet slaps of fucking filled the room as he jerked me off. "I'm going to spend in you Steven" he rasped. "You will never be the same. It's going to leak out of you the rest of the day and remind you. Tell me you want it."
Panting it out I shouted "Come in me!"
