The Second Time Around

The second time around.

It was hard at first getting used to not being with Jamie any more.

We were soul mates, and vowed that absolutely, nothing would ever come between us.

Everything seemed to be working out fine, emotionally and physically. We seemed to hit it off and our companionship, as well as our sex life, made great strides; every time we fucked it was fresh and uncomplicated. We always showed consideration for one another. In the physical sense, we'd talk about it first, to ensure we were mutually compatible to take on a new venture in our lovemaking style.

That is how it always felt with Jamie. I loved him completely and I thought he felt the same way about me, right up until the last time we fucked when, deep up inside me, he told me that there could never be anyone else - that I was the best lover and fuck in the world and he would never tire of me.

In appreciation, I wildly sucked him directly after intercourse - forgetting about all the modern concerns for hygiene and aids. We never used condoms because I wanted to enjoy the feel of real flesh inside, the exception being when Jamie wanted to try the latest Japanese ribbed condom in me, which was nice but never as nice as the feel of his cock when he bent and twisted it going into me, and we discovered the sensual art of mutual movements. I bent over - moving from side to side in all sorts of contortions, which made for wonderful and enjoyable thrilling fucks.

It didn't matter that some of the residue from my passage smeared his fresh fucked cock. To me I grew an appetite for the combined flavour, which resulted from our sex juices -and it made for a wonderful finale to our passionate sessions.

But exciting too was the way he loved to bind me with straps and gag me with his underwear, hold me across his knee and lavish my hole with lots of massage and cream, he'd smack my hind and experimented with all manner of things, like garnishing me with squirty creams and spaghetti numbers which made for a wonderful sensual experience,

Somehow I felt I belonged to Jamie and was there for him to do just what he wanted and liked with me.

Looking back though, I now realize he used me and all that crap about my having quality ass and being the best ass fuck ever, now means nothing because he has bloody well moved in with a colored guy, and by dumping me, he hurt me very much in saying this guy new how to move, that once you have tried black you will never go back, which he meant he'd never come back to me.

So I was left shattered and gutted. I hated him for what he had done. But it didn't stop me hungering for him, the feeling inside was still there, the feel of his cock simmering in my ass.

It took a while to get over him. Even masturbating with memories stopped working - I was near to suicide but if there is a God he must have felt sorry for me, because; along came Pete when least expected.

Pete was a guy twice my age, around his early forties I'd say. But he had wonderful charisma and although at first I felt nothing for him, the notion grew that this guy, being older and more mature would fit my needs.

All he did initially was to touch my knee in the library. I was looking for the latest book by Alex Carr called The Passion of Karma because I enjoy his stuff so much.

"What are you looking for?" this guy asked, brushing deliberately against me.

I told him

"I have a copy at home, you can borrow it if you want?" he offered and the new venture was alive.

He offered to drive me to his place, a smashing house in the suburbs which, he said, he had recently moved into after a disastrous divorce.

"Julie was never for me and I still don't know why I married her. I guess at the time I was utterly confused about my true sexuality, but when it came to many failed attempts with Julie, she finally gave up on me. Nothing worse than a woman scorned they say, and I found that was true with Julie.

"She called for the divorce which saved me the trouble. It just didn't work for us, and the reason was obvious, I just could not perform for her no matter how much she tried to inspire me with lots and lots of massage and oral exploits which okay were quite nice at first, but all the time I was wishing it was another guy doing those things to me.

"I did manage to fuck her anally once but she screamed like hell, saying it wasn't natural and that was it.

"I then realized the idea of ass fucking attracted me. Julie had a beautiful tight ass which cried out for hard cock as far as I was concerned but it was not to be.

"She gave up trying to inspire me to have straight sex and that was that. But in my mind all I wanted was to be with another guy. A guy I could really like and share things with.

"Could that guy be you?"

It sounded fine to me. I liked him already because he seemed open and honest. And what I found to be exciting was to be with a guy who had tried straight sex, but now wanted to experiment with me. I realized I could go for that and felt that at last, after all the stress and problems I had suffered because of bloody Jamie dumping me like that, I was well and truly read y for a wonderful new experience.

But I didn't even know his name. I had accepted his invitation and responded to his advances, and now we were in his jaguar car and he was feeling me up in the passenger seat.

But then he introduced himself after telling me how good and nice I felt.

"My name is Adam" he said with a wide smile and I responded.

"I am Peter."

"I like the way you fill your jeans, Peter. I hope you don't mind. Can I just see you before we drive off?"

"Is this to see if I fit the vacancy?" I said jokingly.

He laughed and told me I have already passed with flying colours, but that he would just like to see me that's all. That he had never been with another guy before and looked forward to the new adventure.

"Okay" I agreed. "But make sure no one is around huh?"

He nodded and with shaking fingers he undid my zip and trifled inside. Already hard I was not hard to find and when he took me out through the button opening of my boxer shorts, and through my unzipped fly I felt at ease straight away with the sensual feel of his touch exploring me.

"It looks wonderful, Pete. If you are as good at the rear as you are the front I am one happy guy, let me enjoy for a little while huh? Remember this is my first time."

"Okay" is replied, moving myself to the edge of the passenger seat so he could get a more favourable access. He wasted no time in finding my balls complimenting me on their firmness and soon his fingers was teasing between my ass cheeks and, for the first time since Jamie, I lamented the sensation of being touched in the very private places again.

I twisted just enough for him to eyeball my ass because already I was getting that certain urge again, the feel of wanting the fuck of a good stiff cock up there .

He was wildly touching and feeling me everywhere and I wanted him there and then. I squeezed him through his trousers and heard him grunt. I wanted him there and then. I quickly unfastened his zip and smothered his so hard and throbbing appendage into my face, just to feel the heat and warmth and know the scent of cock again was overwhelming and I wanted him to fuck me.

"In the rear of the car?" I suggested.

"Let me check no one is around Pete"

But I think that nothing would have stopped us at that moment because we were both so frenzied for the fuck of each other.

He was good and ready sure enough, and I felt the firmness of him in my hand as I found a way to present myself to him, guiding his cock into the right direction. I felt his excitement as his hands lavished my ass and soon I felt the knob of his cock begin to stretch me there. There was nothing to lubricate but my sucking was enough to smooth his entry, and I still had the taste of him in my mouth. Adam was a new taste, a new scent and a brand new fuck. It was a quickie but it was heaven and feeling him cum so hard and so deep, I was happy to have made this lovely guy so very happy.

We drove home to his placeand make our acquaintance - and I knew already this guy was for keeps. I didn't care but all the way home my mouth was sucking his cock to a new and fine erection. That he could do something about when we got back to his place. He was steaming for it and after he'd stripped me, he licked me all over and, finding a beautiful sixty nine position I enjoyed him the same way, enjoying a brand new experience and a brand new guy to cherish. Then he fucked me for a second time, this time slower and I felt his begin to enjoy me, like he had at last found his true leaning and wanted to make the very best of that.

His very best was mine too and we had a lot of discovering to do - he was lovely and adorable and now all thoughts of Jamie had gone at last.

But now he is fucking me again so I had better leave you, because we are soon at the point of no return and I want nothing to spoil that, you understand?

But no problem, I will be updating you I promise.