It hurt. It hurt a LOT!! Every thrust was painful, even with plenty of lube. There was no numbing, no getting used to the feel. It was just painful. Yet, I let him keep going, it had to feel good at some point.
An hour ago I was buzzed chatting online, horny as always when I drank. I loved drinking and chatting online, it was harmless fun, playing a role while drinking. Living out harmless gay fantasies. I took it too far this time.
We had chatted for a twenty minutes or so. I was sitting in my nylons, loving the way they felt, my cock was hard. Everything he typed, every word, just fed into what I needed, wanted. I slipped right int my role as a willing cocksucker.
The exchange got heated. He proved he was the dominant top I craved, in my mind at least. It didn't take him long to get my real name. In my semi-drunken state, I was giving him everything he wanted.
He asked for my address. I willingly gave it to him. I was drunk, he had to have known, typos alone would have given that away.
"I'll be there in ten, be showered and ready when I get there...", that was the last thing he typed.
Without hesitation the water was drawn and the shower was going. I was shampooed, conditioned, and lathered up in less than 5 minutes, rinsed in 7. I had just finished drying myself off and slipped back into a fresh pair f hose when I heard the knock at the door.
I ran to open it. I didn't even think to see if it was him before I opened the door. At that point I don't think I cared. I was in pantyhose and I was horny. I opened the door, my cock hard and tenting my pantyhose.
"Good boy, now get on your knees." he said as he walked through the door.
I was on my knees, my hand already reaching for his crotch as the door shut behind him. I unzipped his pants. His cock sprang out, no underwear and half hard.
"Suck it fag."
I had no choice, the authority in his voice, I was compelled. I licked my lips, then his shaft. His cock twitched at my tongue's touch. my hand wrapped around his girth, my lips parted. His cock entered my mouth. I did the best I could to keep my teeth off of his dick. I was salivating, my first cock. I took him as deep as I could, gagging right away. I couldn't get past my gag reflex. Every story I read was a lie, I couldn't power through it, take it and breath through my nose.
I choked going back down, I tried to take it all. Coughing, choking, spitting... it was all too much. I wrapped my fingers around the base and started stroking. Only taking in as much of his cock as I could, stroking the rest.
