First Time Rough Sex 1

One Saturday a few years ago my wife's mother was rushed by ambulance to the hospital for a suspected stroke. My wife and her sister immediately took off for the three hour trip to the hospital. My brother-in-law and I were to drive over the next day and relieve them.

At that time I was 46 years old, 6 foot, 175 pounds and in reasonably good shape due to cycling and running. I am not particularly muscular as I have an office job and not so much physical exertion. My wife and I had had a rough patch and our sex life was meager at best. I had started to explore my bi side and had had a few experiences with man to man hookups usually with bi married men who were looking for something on the side like myself. Most of them had been quite vanilla, mutual cock sucking, trying out both topping and bottoming. At first, these encounters were very exciting. It was taking a leap into the forbidden--man to man sex--usually quickies since we both would have limited time. While I still enjoyed these encounters, they were a little vanilla, and I found myself craving something more exciting.

That evening alone at home, I was horny and craving cock. I went to a local rest area where I had been lucky before, but on this night there were only a few elderly tourists stopping for a break. At midnight, disappointed and with my hungry ass unfulfilled, I drove home and logged onto a local chat room for gay hook-ups using the nickname "Cock Hungry". There were very few chatters, and no one seemed serious about meeting.

Around 1:30 am someone logged in with the nickname "Cunt Hunter." I replied, "Hi."

"Looking for a cunt to ruin, interested?" came back rather quickly.

"Yeah," I responded, a little hesitation since his response was more direct than I was used to.

"Data?" came his response.

I sent him my data. He was a man of few words and his only answer was, "Hard ten inches, ready?"

I was a little wary of this guy, but my ass twitched at the thought of those hard ten inches and I slowly typed "Yes."

He instructed me to meet him in the parking lot of a local Home Depot in 15 minutes.

I arrived first at the deserted parking lot and was starting to regret that I had agreed to meet a stranger at 2:00 am in a deserted spot without any more information than that he had ten hard inches. My nervousness increased and I thought about driving off, but before I could act a motorcycle came rumbling up.

The rider dismounted and took off his helmet. He was wearing faded jeans, biker boots, a flannel shirt and a leather motorcycle jacket. He had long hair and a scraggly unkept beard. I was now more nervous and actually scared of him and unsure if I wanted to go through with this.

He came over to me and I got out of the car. He looked me up and down, roughly turned me around, grabbed my ass pushing a thick finger in my crack. "You'll do," was his assessment and he turned and started walking down a wooded path behind the parking lot. I thought, "What the hell," and started following him down the steep path.

The path was very dark and he took my arm and pulled me in front of him and I could hardly see where I was walking. Every so often, when he thought I was going too slowly, he pushed me roughly and I stumbled forward. I was really starting to have doubts about this and wondered how long it might take for anyone to find my body if he decided to kill me.

We finally came into a level clearing where there was a small brick pumping station for the local municipality water system. He pushed me down on my knees, unzipped his jeans and hauled out the promised ten inches. It definitely passed inspection, a full meaty, veiny, uncut cock resting on two large hairy balls. He had clearly not been in the bath for a couple of days as his dick was rank and musky. He grabbed my head and pulled me onto his cock which started to stiffen.

I immediately began to gag, not because of the size of his dick, but because of the smell and taste of sweat, piss and dried cum. It was tangy, bitter and acrid in my mouth. He sensed this was a challenge for me and held my head tightly with both hands and forced me to swallow his now rock-hard cock. I had no experience as a deep throater, but now I had no choice but to allow his fat cock head to continue further and further into my throat. He put his hand around my throat so he could feel his cock there. I hadn't taken even two thirds of his massive cock in my mouth and was choking, gagging and squirming.

He started pulling his cock out and pushing it back in, each time forcing me to take a little more of its length. I was pretty much passively allowing him to face fuck me when he slapped my face, "Fucking suck my cock and stop dicking around!"

I was stunned but obeyed and sucked hard as he thrust his cock deep into my throat. I had sucked most of the bad taste off his dick and was beginning to enjoy the feel of his thick, veiny rod invading my mouth and throat. I was even starting to enjoy his hitting the back of my head to urge me on and I knew I was doing well when his heavy balls started slapping my chin. This rough face fuck was a new experience and his balls on my chin and my nose deep in his massive bush made my cock stiffen in my pants. The manly taste of his cock and the aroma of sweat from his bush soon had my cock throbbing and I had relaxed enough to feel a load of precum flowing into my briefs.

He removed his hard cock from my mouth and spanked my face and cheeks roughly with it. I teabagged each of his heavy balls individually and got another gag sensation with the tangy, acrid taste. The aroma of testosterone, piss and ball sweat was turning me on and feeling his hairy orbs in my mouth was driving me wild.

He was turned on by my gag reflex and started to face fuck me deep and rough laughing cruelly when I when I would vomit spit. He would smack me hard and say, "Get up on the horse again, fag boy," and force his cock down my throat.

Still on my knees, he walked behind me and suddenly kicked my ass hard enough to knock me forward and face down. He then instructed me to strip and he took his belt and looped it around my throat. He smacked my cock and balls and pinched my nipples hard and laughed when I winced. I was getting scared again, but my lust for him and this brutal treatment increased my excitement. It was definitely a new experience. My cock throbbed and I humped the soft, moist dirt to get further stimulation.

He pulled me up and forced me to stand with my hands against the pump house and my legs spread. He spat on two fingers and pushed them into my ass and rotated them roughly. He got three fingers in and I was afraid he might be a fister, something I had never considered trying. He however pushed his cock against my hole and started to drive it in. When he reached my ring and I was giving some resistance, he pulled hard on the belt, snapping my neck back. The pain of this move diverted my attention away from my ring muscle and he pushed his massive cock deep in my ass. He was now in and pumping hard and I was pushing my ass back to meet his thrusts. When he felt like I might be slacking a little, he would jerk the belt snapping my head back to signal that I should push back into his thrusts. He liberally peppered my ass with smacks, pulled my nipples and smacked my cock and balls. This turned me on and my cock was now freely drooling precum down onto the ground.

At this point, my emotions were overloaded with the conflicting senses of fear, pain, lust and pleasure. My body was experiencing mostly pain, but my brain was translating this into pleasure. I was in heaven feeling his big cock thrusting in and out of my ass, feeling his hard hand smack and torture me.

He pumped and pumped and his big balls slapped my ass, he concentrated on pulling my nipples which in turn caused my cock to stand straight up and throb. I was lost in the moment and my only reality was the sensations of his cock pumping in and out of my ass, stimulating every pleasure receptor in my canal, his hands pulling and pinching on my nipples combined with a few spanks on my ass. I had never been completely lost in a sexual experience as I was at this time. It was great to be in a parallel universe that was focused only on my pleasure. He was super virile and continued his relentless, raw fuck until I was actually unaware of the concept of time.

Finally, he broke the spell by pulling his massive cock out of my ass with a pop. He jerked me down on the ground by the belt around my neck and I lay there on my back. His muscular body, streaming with sweat, towered over me and my cock twitched at the sight. His legs straddled my abdomen and he pumped his rock hard cock and shot his gigantic load of semen over my face and chest. I greedily licked, gathered and swallowed his spunky semen.

He put his motorcycle boot on my chest and told me to cum for him. I started to stroke my own cock enjoying the view of his big cock and balls over me, still leaking cum. He slowly began to piss over my cock and balls as I pumped. I opened my mouth to signal that I wanted his piss and he sprayed my head and chest. The sensation drove me over the edge, and I erupted into the biggest orgasm of my life with my entire body shaking and trembling.

He put his jeans on and got on his knees beside me while I was still recovering from my own orgasm. He gently removed the belt and slowly threaded it into his belt loops. He leaned his face over mine and spat a big glob of his spit directly into my mouth.

"Same time next week, little buddy," and he got up, turned around and left.

I continued to lay there and enjoy the experience that just happened. God damn! It certainly was different from my previous encounters and I knew that I now loved hard mansex.

By the time I finally got up from there, dawn was breaking. I had just enough time to drive home and take a shower before my brother-in-law picked me up. When I got into the car, he looked at me and said, Fuck, you look pretty rough, man!"....

"You should have seen the other guy," and we both laughed. He had, of course, no idea what I was talking about, but I relived the entire scene in my mind and wondered, "How am I going to get out of the house next week to meet him?" before falling into a blissful sleep.