Once I had finished giving my first blowjob, I knew it wouldn't be my last. In fact, I stopped counting!
One of the guys I sucked on often was nice. Latin, firm, long slender cock just perfect for being naughty with.
We had been together enough times we were comfortable in each others homes. We would fool around at his house or outside in the rain. I would always swallow his cum. We were that comfortable.
One night after wine coolers we decided to videotape ourselves. I told him it was OK as long as I could see his cock go all the way down my throat.
"Deepthroat?" Anthony asked.
"Deepthroat." I replied confidently.
"Are you really ready for that, Jim?" He asked. "Do you want your cock in my throat or not?" I answered sternly.
With the camcorder whirring, I suddenly found myself getting the back of my throat and below impaled at a slow pace. As time went on, it got faster and faster, until eventually I knew what he wanted to do.
He groaned and lurched his hips forward, then jerked back quickly. I felt 1 spurt across my tongue and I was as hard as a rock. The next 5 or 6 strong spurts lept from his cock he had popped out of my mouth and went streaming across my face. That made me send my own spurts shooting down my legs and soaking my pantyhose. When I was done, I licked it up like a greedy dog.
After we both were soft we collapsed on the couch next to us, satisfied. Getting a facial had always made me cum so hard.
Before he left to get more wine coolers, he leaned over and whispered "I want to do that to your ass. I'll bet my cum will feel twice as good inside you."
That caught me off guard. I had never considered myself gay, just very easy and open-minded with my mouth. I was somewhat reeling, the words making me stiff again. Before I knew it I was jacking off and cumming again!
He got back with the coolers as I was slurping up my load. "I see you like the idea" Anthony said wryly. "No" I replied bashfully, and hurried to bed.
Over the next 6 weeks Anthony would drop little hints to me. "I bought some lube today" or "I wish I could fuck a tight honey" were among his favorites.
But I was scared and confused. I didn't know what to think. Someone tell me what to do!
A week later Anthony got a promotion, and we were all celebrating. We all drank way too much and eventually we all fell asleep. I'll never forget when I awoke...
I was laying face down, half in and half out of sleep. I felt Anthony kiss my back and shoulders, which only meant one thing... Anthony was horny. From the feel of his hard member that touched me some, I would've said VERY horny! He'd never been that solid before, I always had to suck start him.
I felt a pair of hands on my shoulder, but something wasn't right. They were backwards!
I tried to turn over to get a better look, but those strong hands held me firm.
Next I felt warm oil being poured all over my body. Along my shoulders, down my back, down the crack of my ass, and along each leg.
Then panic. I felt Anthony's cock pressing against my virgin rosebud!
