I.
I could feel the heat of his shaft inside; its sultry shivering mass filling me up - I could feel a steady warmth spreading from it, and the skin of my spine responding with atomic quivers. I almost begged for the moment to last just a few moments more; but did not complain when it moved onwards.
It had taken mere seconds for our bodies to wrap around each others in lust. He had returned from the main road; some more beers to last the afternoon and ease the awkwardness of the mornings proceedings; the sound of waves and sea birds soft and sombre in the distance. I heard the beach house doors slide shut as he noticed my absence; shoes removed and bags placed down on the counter. I heard his footsteps approach his room curious as he saw the door open wide. I was waiting there – Boldly. A week of relaxing had me rather audacious – or perhaps it was all the alcohol. Either way, I had abandoned my usual hesitation and taken a gamble on directness.
So I sat there on his bed. My loose white shirt unbuttoned and open; nipples poking out shyly. My bottom half naked, legs spread out wide revealing the almost wet sex between them - A welcome sign. He was almost shocked, not knowing where to look. He had seen me bare only this morning – But nothing like this. I Simply stared lazily and seductive at him – I knew what I wanted, and I knew what he wanted as well. His gaze returned to me and this time took me in. I could see his eyes trace the lines of my body; reading my desires and intentions. I patted the bed next to me – one final gambit to invite him. He seemed to consider for moment; but I know it had been on his mind all day; and whatever decisions he had reached in his self reflection suddenly became irrelevant as he approached the bed hesitantly – mounting it quickly to kiss me.
It felt so good. His lips consuming mine; that soft squirmy tongue spreading my mouth and delving inside; like a small hungry penis. His hands travelled all over my bare chest sending thousands of jolts of sexual electric energy through my goose-bumped skin and into my nervous system. I wanted him then, so badly that my insides hurt with longing. Amongst the frenzy of passion I had managed to remove his shirt and began exploring his skin with my hands – as he worked his way onto me sitting on top of my sprayed out legs; my hands clasped at his firm masculine chest and slid smoothly down his stomach.
The long kiss had ended and I had decided that I wanted to taste his chest. I brought my face down to his nipples and took one in my mouth; my hands still wrapped around his waste. Meanwhile one of his own hands gracefully slid the length of my upper body, and came to rest between my thighs. The fingers spread out wide and fanned through my pubic area; until they rested on my strongly erect cock. A brief second of tingling before he wrapped his fingers around it; and began to sensually pump. I allowed a soft moan to escape my throat; as his strong hand slowly pleasured me.
He immediately found he enjoyed the control, and I was happy to relinquish it to him. I had been the one to dictate 'what' and 'when' in so many sexual relationships; that it felt good to just let go and be the submissive one for once. Most people, I imagine, would be terrified towards the idea of submitting to another man – would be way too scared it would de-masculinise them; turn them permanently into some sissy or coward; or a girl – I had no such misconceptions. Nothing here would make me less of a man, as if it could somehow be quantified? I still hooked up with my on-and-off girlfriend whenever she was in town; still urinated standing up; still looked at a pair of nice tits with desire; would still tell a girl or a guy to get down on their knees, if I knew they would comply. I was still a normal dude – I just allowed myself the joys of something different once in a while. So while it was not in my nature to be so submissive – I certainly found a lot of pleasure in indulging it.
He pushed my upper half down onto the bed and lay there now on top of me; our two male bodies entwined in animal lust. He kissed my chest all over; and I closed my eyes and enjoyed the feeling – One hand stroking my inner thigh and the other hand pumping my shaft in long strokes. I could have shot everything I had right there; stream after stream of molten cum all over our mid sections, like glue to hold us together. But I held back; I had one more surprise to offer him.
It had seemed risky an hour or two before; I never expected him to agree to it. But now; his hands all over my body, my pulsing cock held firm by his might, the taste of his tongue still fresh in my mouth – now I had him. All I had to do was offer, and he would claim.
I pushed him gently off him, and ignored his smile of confusion. I grabbed the condom pack that sat on the bedside table and threw it into his lap him – he had failed to notice it until now, his eyes lost in mine I thought proudly. I quickly removed my shirt as the anticipation built snake pits in my stomach. Now completely naked, I turned over and crouched on all fours; my backside pointed towards him. If he hadn't worked it out by now then he soon would. I rested my head on the silky covers of the bed and used my now free hands to reach back. I grabbed each of my ass cheeks with a hand and spread them apart; revealing my gaping anus.
In conversation last night, whilst drunk we had talked about sex with our girlfriends; and he had mentioned that all of his attempts to try anal with his gf had been met with swift refusals. I had known right then that eventual he would claim my ass; and after the awkward drunken blow job this morning he had gone out to get some distance between us; meanwhile I had taken the initiative and shaved my behind – smoothing it up for him in case this moment should occur.
I lay there on my knees my ass pointing up towards him; whilst he just sat there staring unsure what to do. So I told him. Without looking back I wiggled my bum a little and said
"I want you to take me."
He still sat there, and murmured something like 'what?' so I asked again,
"I want you inside me," practically begging now
"Please, take me."
The desire was cleanly written on his face – he may not have considered it – but it was clear he now that he wanted it. If he couldn't have his girlfriend's ass he would have mine.
He practically ripped off his pants and boxers and slipped the condom onto his wickedly nice sized dick; I snuck a peak behind me to try and see and saw its thick mass dwarfing his hands. I shivered intensely at the sight as it made my own stiffness hurt with wild desire. I had played with toys and fingers to prepare before; but I had never actually had anal before. So the sight of his glorious manhood ready to fill my insides promised to send me over the edge.
"Hurry" I begged him.
He nodded, and on his knees approached me. His breaths were loud and unsure as his hands found my cheeks and felt their eager tenderness. His thumbs tracing lines inside my crack, passing within millimetres of my ready hole; he brought them to either side and opened the gap up.
"Are you- " he paused and stared between me and my butt,
"Are you sure?"
By now I could wait no longer. I needed him – needed him inside.
"Claim my ass; its yours," I called out
"You can do whatever you want to it; to me. Just fuck me! Please. Be inside me."
It was all the permission he needed.
He grabbed my waist with both hands and let me stretch my cheeks open for him. I felt the bell of his cock press against my asshole – I could feel the curved tip of his shaft fit as if perfectly moulded for it into the opening of my behind; and took a brief moment to appreciate just how much it felt like it belonged there.
He stayed there hesitantly; he had never done this before; I knew. But I could wait no longer. I pushed my body down onto him, and flinched. He responded to the movement and held my body firmly as my movement pushed his shaft slowly inside me. I felt the uncomfortable ache of my fuckhole spreading wider and wider; until it allowed him in. And then with a slow elongated thrust he pushed his manhood fully inside me.
I let out an audible moan of joy as the pain of my anus stretching apart gave way to the amazing feeling of the cock reaching my very depths. He pushed it as far in as it would go and slowly sent me to Elysium.
II.
Aiden had been told, by his unfortunate master simply, no. And free will was a luxury reserved for special occasions in a long term relationship that serious. So what was intended to be a short reprieve from the stresses and full time nature of commitment ,and girlfriends, for three guys. Had turned into just two mates hanging out, as usual, but with slightly more alcohol and a sandy beach on one side.
I had only known Will for a short time, hardly best friends, but we got along pretty alright and I had no problems about spending a weekend in a beach cabin with him. Nor did I have any problems with the arousal that circled me the entire first day. He walked around shirtless enjoying the summer sun and ocean breeze. He wasn't athletic, but he worked out and looked after his body and presented a brilliant portrait of how a man could be sexy – whilst I enjoyed the eroticism of the occasional homosexual or bisexual engagement or daydream; I rarely met a man who was actually all that sexy; at least when compared to some of young woman you would find out and about town. Will though, was a pinnacle of masculine yet sensual sex appeal. After swimming, his wet shorts would cling tightly to his buttocks and groin and I could see the form of a perfect outline, and needed no further imagination.
That first night we got drunk and talked about girls and sex and the craziest stuff we had done. He asked me if I had ever done anything with a guy and I said no; then he asked me if I ever would; and I said 'yeh' in as casual a tone as I could muster. He mentioned fellatio and how infrequent the girls he dated would do it; I asked him how long it had been and he simply replied: 'too long'. I joked that I could fix that for him; and he had a laugh and spun an empty bottle.
"If it lands on me you have to suck me off."
"Fuck off" I replied as it spun.
Though as it spun each rotation flashing images of perversion and dark lit ecstasy. I hid the disappointment when the bottle ceased and pointed to nowhere.
The next morning started as normal and I hadn't expected otherwise. We had swam in the cold foam of the ocean and returned for similar sipped beers. We hung our swim-trunks on the porch to dry and wrapped towels around our wastes to cover our nudity. We weren't embarrassed so I got a look at Will nude while he changed; It did did not take long for me to start imagining his body in other scenarios. I showered the salt water off and returned to the main room in my towel while we waited for the hot water to recharge.
I struggled to avoid looking at Will's chest, or the bulge in his towel as he sat, legs open on the couch. The telly on, some M rated movie playing. I sat next to him and watched along. The movie seemed crap, but a sex scene came along, and though you didn't see it because the whole thing was practically PG; some fellatio was implied.
