"You are the best fuck I have ever had. I love fucking you. Your ass is like a piece of heaven," he whispered to me. "We gotta do this again."
"Really?" I murmured.
"By far, the best fucking lay I have ever had. Not too many guys can take me. Hope I didn't ruin your hole for everyone else."
I burst out laughing. "I think I am just fine."
"Come on, dude -- it's shower time...we both stink." Tom broke from my hold and climbed out of bed holding out his hand. "Shower with me."
I groaned and put out my hand. Tom was amazingly strong and pulled me right up and out of bed with ease. He pulled me right into his arms and rewarded me with a warm, soft and sultry kiss.
"Come on. We'll get cleaned up and have some breakfast," he said as he pulled away from me and headed into the bathroom. "After breakfast we can lay out and catch some sun."
I followed Tom into the bathroom, watching his smooth, muscular ass clench slightly as he walked. A light mist of sweat covered his skin from the aggressive coupling we just experienced. He didn't have a hair on his ass or crack. Even as masculine and muscular as he was, his ass looked feminine being devoid of any hair. I wondered what it felt like, to be shaved smooth like that. My body had been hairy most of my life...starting in my early teens under my arms and above my cock...and over the course of puberty, hair really filled out by the time I was in college. I thought of Tom and the doc...it certainly felt different having sex with a smooth man vs. a hairy man.
Tom fired up the shower and I stepped in behind him. This shower was built to match the proportions of their large home. It was stone, had two multiple-heads. As impressed as I was with the shower, I was also impressed with Tom's build. Naked, he was beautiful. And being naked with men was becoming more natural for me. I wasn't shy about my body and I was becoming more and more interested in men. I couldn't deny it. "Hand me the soap." He said. "I'll clean you up first."
I reached over and handed the bar of soap to him. He stepped under the warm spray, the water turning his blonde hair almost translucent. "Turn around," he said in a low, masculine voice. I turned my back to him. He stepped in close behind me. He took my arms one at a time and put them up on the wall out of the stream of water from the shower head. I assumed the position and spread my legs a bit to give him complete access.
He built up a good lather and then began to soap up my neck and shoulders and upper back. He kept going down my back, my sides and then up my arms. Tom spent extra time in my pits, teasing my hair and running his fingers through it over and over. He held the soap in one hand and used his other hand to massage my body, covering me in thick lather. I felt no tension, it was like his hands were pulling it from my body. He reached around to my taut belly and pulled me back towards him, carefully rinsing my back off.
When that was done, he reversed course and put me back into position, slowly pulling his hand down lower on my stomach, over my hip and ass. Tom lathered up again reached around with both hands, lathering up my chest and stomach. After I was soaped up again, he put down the bar of soap and began using his bare hands, running them across my hairy body. One hand stayed high and he focused his attention on my chest.
With his other hand, Tom worked his way slowly down my tight torso, past my navel and kept going down. I was comfortably excited as his hand very lightly brushed the top of my cock. He rubbed soap through my pubic area -- paying special attention to my balls and taint, pulling and tugging at my pubic hairy...then moved both his hands back up to my chest, giving my nipples some attention.
I was completely lost in his touch; it was as if he was reading my body with his hands and fingers. He pulled me back again, with his fingers lightly pinching my nipples and pulled me under the spray -- rinsing me off. Then he turned me around and looked me deeply in the eyes. His gaze was smoldering. This was so erotic and sensual and I was very turned on. My defenses were completely down.
I looked Tom over. He had broad shoulders and a hard torso that tapered to a narrow waist. His deep tan made his blonde hair even more striking. His shaved cock and balls hung heavy. His body was completely smooth except for the landing strip right above his cock. I wondered if he would look even hotter with that shaved off? It wouldn't make him look like a prepubescent boy, not with that monster between his legs. I could see a long string of precum dangling from the tip of his cock.
He reached down and grabbed the bar of soap again and motioned for me to turn towards the wall again, and used his foot to kick my legs even wider this time. Tom soaped my legs, working the soap up towards my thighs and crotch. Tom slowly moved up to my ass and began soaping the outside of my cheeks and my hips. His hands moved slowly in from my hips over my cheeks and then slowly entered my hairy furrow. One of his hands started at the top of my crack, the other at the bottom right behind my balls. He rubbed soap into my crack, bringing his hands closer and closer together as they centered on my well-used hole. His fingers entered me easily, cleaning out my hole. He fingered out 3 loads of cum that were slowly leaking from me. I let him have complete access and he kept at it until I was completely clean.
He dropped the soap on the floor in front of me and asked me to pick it up. When I did, he pulled me by my hips back into the hot spray. I felt the heat on my ass and hole and Tom spread my cheeks to get direct spray on my hole.
"I love your hair, Jason, but do you want me to shave you smooth?"
I shook my head no and stayed in position, bent at the waist. Tom turned off the water and reached for a bottle of shaving cream. I heard the shhhhhh of the can and knew he was loading up his hand. He started lathering my crack, spreading the shaving cream up and down my valley, fingering me with 2, 3, 4 fingers. Goddammit, he was going to shave me. I couldn't utter a word, I didn't know if I wanted this or not.
As I was struggling to comprehend or even take back control, Tom did the unexpected. Before it even registered in my mind I felt blunt heat on my ass. Tom had quickly docked his cock up to my open hole, and was using the shaving cream as lube. I was so well fucked and relaxed that he easily pushed forward. His thick head pushed my weak ring open and his impossibly thick cock followed. I was so turned on that I used my hands to push back against the wall and take more of his cock. He spread me open and I took him.
The pressure was still there and a lot of stretching until he slid all the way into me balls deep. There was only intense pressure this time, no stabs of pain. I moaned deeply.
Tom grunted deeply and said, "Jesus, Jason! Your ass is swallowing up my big cock. Nobody ever takes it this fast and easy. Only gay boys can take cock this fast bud. You are a horny dirty fag."
"Oh............. my................godddddd! You're so bigggg.........., ooooooooohhhhhhhhhhhh.... .......please......... so big, so biggggg!"
Tom took his time and slowly pulled back several inches then reversed course and worked his entire length into me. My legs and knees trembled, my face down and my hands up against the wall (pushing my ass back on his huge thick cock). "Fuck me Tom" was all I could mutter between deep breaths. My legs were pushed further apart so he could get maximum depth and he picked up his pace, slapping his hips into mine.
The only sounds in the shower were the drips of the facet, my moans and Tom's grunts...but soon the smacking sounds of his pelvis to my ass filled the room.
Tom held steady, his hands sliding over my thighs and down, caressing the taut muscular globes he speared between. Tentative movement pulled him deeper. I could feel his cock stretching me to the breaking point. I felt so full. I could feel the thick veins of his cock as they spread me open as they traveled deep into my body.
I moaned, "YES" and Tom pushed further into me, balls deep.
"Jason, I can't believe I am one of the first to tap your ass. Dude, your hole is so open to me. There is no turning back on this bud. You will need cock in this hole all the time now. It's only a matter of time before you come out of the closet and admit you are a fag."
Never in a million years did I think this would happen. I couldn't deny that I loved this. But I couldn't admit it. "I'm not!"
Tom stopped mid thrust and totally pulled out of me. My hole was gapping open and I was so horny and needed his cock in me.
