The Journey to Satisfaction
Act 1 - Start of the Affair
When I was 19 I started an affair with an older married man. He was in his late 30s and a perfect match for me. Buff, hairy, square features, 6 feet 2 inches tall. He also had the perfect cock that was banana shaped, six-inches long with nice thickness. As a submissive I loved how he would physically dominate me. This was easy for him because I was a skinny, 5 feet 7 inches, and kept myself fully shaved hairless. I had been with guys my age and had been doing anal masturbation. But sex for me was always about making my partner happy. It didn't matter to me if I came or not. But I always longed for someone who could satisfy me naturally.
Our affair started randomly at a conference. I was doing a business internship and he was a successful corporate executive. I felt a twinge when we met and he felt the same as he exchanged his number. For many months we texted and got to know each other. Then one day he suggested we meet and I was happy to agree. It was at this date that I realised how hot he actually was. He was a plain black T that showed his muscular physique. I struggled to control my arousal. The next week he invited me over to one of his apartments and I knew that we going to have sex.
So I prepared myself thoroughly. Made sure I was totally smooth. Had an enema to make sure everything was clean. Kept a small bottle of lube and some condoms. I put on a simple pair of jeans and a white T. But underneath I had on silk boxers and I wore an anklet.
Our date went well. We had a few drinks, listened to music, chatted. He told me that he had always been bisexual but didn't have the confidence to act on it till recently. I told him that I had always been submissive towards men and had never even really thought of women sexually. Even when I started masturbating I didn't stroke but used to rub my small cock on a pillow. At this he said to me: "I'd love to see you demonstrate this."
I got up from the couch, took off my shirt. Dropped my pants. Then my shorts. I stood naked in front of him except for my silver anklet. I took a cushion from the couch. Tucked it between my legs. And started rubbing my small cock into it.
I could see the bulge in his pants and so I threw away the cushion. Dropped to my knees. And gently unzipped his pants. Soon his beautiful cock was in my face. I hungrily sucked and licked the tip and gripped the shaft gently tugging it up and down. He gently held the back of my head and guided my movements. I kept going and I was hungry for his cum. I kept up the rhythm and soon he gripped my head firmly and began fucking my mouth. I knew he was getting close and I got ready. I did not want to spill a drop.
"Oh my God!" He groaned as his cum shot into my mouth. I greedily devoured all of it. And as his cock withdrew I opened my mouth and showed him the full load before gulping it down. It was slightly salty in taste and thick. Much more cum than I had ever got in a single load.
"Thank you" he said in a relaxed voice. "No one has sucked me like that before."
I really enjoyed satisfying him too. I quickly went to the bathroom and gargled before coming back. I was naked and he had pulled his pants back up. I asked him if he wanted me to leave.
"Of course not. Please stay. The night is still young."
I sat down next to him on the couch and placed my hand on his thigh. I leaned in and we kissed each other on the lips. Soon we were passionately making out. After some time fooling around I felt that bulge in his pants. I didn't think he would be ready again so soon. But I was very happy.
"Why don't we move to the bedroom" he said. I got up from the couch holding him by the hand and asked him to take me there.
This he did. He told me to lie down on the bed on my stomach.
I happily did so.
I heard him taking off his clothes.
The tearing of a condom packet.
The pop of a lube bottle.
And then I felt him climb onto the bed. I moved my legs apart to make way for him.
He mounted me. I loved being enveloped by his macho body. His hair and muscles felt lovely against my smoothness. And I felt his cock against my butt cheeks.
I arched my back to match his movement and soon I felt the head of his cock at my entrance.
He gently but firmly pushed the head in.
I moaned half in pain and half in pleasure and my boy pussy adjusted to his man cock.
He held the head in till I was good and then pushed further opening me up.
I moaned and whimpered and my little cock went limp as he thrust past my inner gate.
I then felt his balls on my ass cheeks and knew that I had taken his length and girth fully inside me.
He then pulled out nearly fully and pushed back in a few times.
By now all the pain was gone and I felt only pleasure as his cock massaged my male g spot. My little cock got hard again.
He then started to fuck me at a steady pace. Since he'd already cum once I figured it would take him time to get release again.
I told him how much I was loving his cock and good it felt and he told me that he had never had a better pussy. It was so tight and firm like my boy pussy was a glove made for his cock.
It was after he kept up the fucking that I felt a sissy orgasm start to build inside me. Till then I had only had sissy orgasms from anal masturbation. But here was this man leading me to one. As I felt the pressure building inside me I moaned in pleasure like a cheap whore.
And then I came. Not like a macho guy who shoots his load. But my boy cum started to drip out of my small cock. He kept fucking me through that which was ecstasy for me. I came four times in the next five minutes. And then I was completely spent. This man had fucked all the cum out of my 19 year old gay bottom ass.
But here is the thing. Sex ends when the top is done. I had never been fucked to the point where I lost my mood for sex. But as the last drops of cum leaked from my cock I started to feel something different.
When his cock went in I felt full and when it went out it felt empty. I could now fully focus on the strength and dominance of my lover. I was now a chaste boy - purely giving pleasure to my lover and feeling the sensation of fullness and emptiness. I lay under him until he came again and collapsed on top of me. The bed now a mess of my cum in the sheets and his sweat.
It was at that moment I realised how submissive I actually am.
My partner and I had found a perfect companion on the journey to satisfaction.
Act 2 - First Weekend Together
After our first night together we managed to meet at least once a week. I told him that I was going to be exclusive with him and it was okay with me that he was married. He was happy to hear this and told me that he had no other gay relationships. I understood that he had a wife and family but it was only with me that he could be himself.
It so happened that he texted me one day that his family was going to be out of the country for two weeks on a vacation. He wanted me to spend a weekend with him. I was excited and happy at this. I had never spent a weekend with anyone before and I wondered how it would be. Different and better I hoped than having to shower and leave after a hot date.
What excited me the most was that we would be living together for a few days. So I thought I should prepare and be a good boy mistress to my man. I packed my small suitcase with a few things. Lots of lube, condoms, my enema kit, a butt plug. Then my favourite short shorts and sleeveless tops. And all the regular stuff you bring if you are staying overnight.
When I got to his apartment at 6 PM on Friday there was a slight drizzle. He buzzed me in and after I entered the door we kissed passionately. I hadn't seen him all week but now I had him to myself till Monday morning.
He had already set out some drinks for us and a stupid horror movie was set up on the TV. I realised that since we had the whole weekend we could just spend time together and relax. There was no urgency to anything.