This spring day was the first day of my real life. I woke up, showered, rode the "L" to the Shangri-La and had my first real life sexual experience. I'd had orgasm after orgasm with the last one on my knees between the massive legs of a man whose name I did not know. When he was finished fucking my mouth he stood up and told me to follow him into the lobby. When we got there he said "I'm Fred and you are the best cocksucker I've had at the Shangri-La. I have a room not far from here. Do you want to come over?" I answered "Yes."
So here I am walking to a room with some stranger whose only feature was his 340 pound 5 foot 10 inch frame. We were walking slowly because of his size and he kept his arm around my shoulder. "Let's get lunch at the Berghoff. You'll need a bratwurst, sauerkraut, and Bavarian pretzel roll before we spend the afternoon and evening together."
Fred asked for a quiet table and had me sit across from him. "Was this really your first time having sex with a man? You were so comfortable and ready to follow my instructions and shot your load three times. This is hardly the acts of a virgin."
"It was my first time having sex with anyone. But I dreamed about sex with a man built like you for months. When you had me get on my knees between you legs, it was just like my dream. When you moved my head back and forth over your cock it was just like my dream. In my dream the cock in my mouth talked to me ordering me to suck and swallow. In my dream I talked to the cock saying I love kissing you. You are beautiful. I want you in my mouth. I am a cocksucker. I am a faggot for you. I am your servant and I'll swallow every drop. So my dream came true."
Fred reached across the table and covered my hand. "Once we get to my room if you do as I instruct you today will change your life forever. Are you ready to discover just who you are as a sexual person?"
I trembled at the thought of what Fred would instruct but I knew he'd not hurt me. Though I knew it was impossible, I thought I could still feel his semen in my stomach and I got hard in anticipation of what he had in mind. "I'm ready," I whispered.
Fred said we had to stop a a drug store before we got to his room and we left. He told me to wait outside the store. He returned with a bag filled with Coke, another bottle and a few items I couldn't see. As we walked to his room Fred said, "When we get to the room you will go right into the bathroom and shower. Be sure to wash your ass and asshole. Come out of the bathroom naked."
The room was small with just a queen bed, chair, coffee table, dresser, TV bolted to the wall and a bathroom. As instructed I stripped and went into the shower. The water barely trickled out but there as enough to get the soap wet and to wash my body, dick, ass and asshole. When I dried off and went back into the room Fred had changed into a terry robe. He was sitting in the chair. His chest and belly uncovered.
"Turn around and let me see you. You are a sight to behold, slender and nearly hairless. Your ass is plump. Bend over and touch your toes. Tight and pink as a rosebud. Stand up and face me. Are you hard? What is that 4 inches and as wide as my thumb. God you are perfect. Come over here and sit on my lap."
Fred put my left arm around his neck as I sat down. He pulled me close and kissed me full on my mouth. I had to move so that my left hand was on his neck and pulled deeper into the kiss. Mouth open, tongues probing and my breath picked up. I'd only kissed high school girls before and I'd never responded like this. I felt myself open to my partner. I wanted to pleasure him not me.
"Stay on my lap but put your back against me. You'll have to spread your skinny legs around me to keep from falling off. Lean back put your head on my shoulder. Good boy. Or should I say good little faggot. This is who you are, a faggot. Tell me who you are."
