Broken Engagement leads to Something New

I stripped and stepped into the shower to join JD. He smiled, then grabbed my waist and pulled me forward and into his body, wrapping me in his arms and hugging me to his muscled, hairy chest. I breathed in his scent, standing in the shower with him, my years of longing to be in his arms finally being realized. JD moved back from the hug slightly, and with one hand he cupped my chin, raising my face slightly to his, and then he kissed me.

Our first kiss, back at Kevin’s place, was passionate, but it was also in the heat of the moment as we both were being fucked by the sexy black guys. This was different. We were alone, just the two of us, and he started out gentle, and gradually the kiss intensified to passionate making out. He was definitely in charge, and in that moment, everything that I had fantasized about could not measure up to the reality. My dream was coming true, and it was more than I had hoped it would be. I realized that my feelings for JD were deeper than lust. I loved this man.

JD finally pulled back from kissing me, grabbed the soap, and while looking deeply in my eyes, began to rub the soap all over me, washing me from head to toe. The twinkle in his eyes told me that he knew what he was doing to me, and he would smirk from time to time as my body reacted to his touch. He touched me everywhere, including my cock and my ass, washing me and getting me clean. The sexiest moment came when he turned me around to wash my back. He ran the soap all over my back, then ran his hands around my waist and pulled me back against his chest, and leaned into my neck and nibbled my ear and neck. He whispered, “You feel good against me!” I can’t recall my dick ever being harder.

Finally, he finished washing me, and handed me the soap saying with a smile, “Your turn!” I grabbed the soap and commenced washing him in the same way. I finally had the privilege of unfettered access to his entire body, and I took my time, enjoying the feel of his firm biceps and hairy pecs. I ran my hands over his entire chest and back, washing his torso fully before I knelt to wash his powerful legs. I ran my hands over his bubble butt, before finishing with his hard as steel cock. After washing it, I looked up at his face smiling down at me as I licked the head, then sucked his cock into my mouth. The moment was not lost on me. The cock I had fantasized about, attached to the man that I loved, was finally in my mouth. My straight friend was smiling down at me in my shower as I sucked his cock. One of his hands found its way onto my head, and pulled me further onto him. He wasn’t rough, but I loved the control he was exerting over me as I sucked him. I loved submitting to him.

After a couple of minutes of demonstrating my oral skills for him, he pulled me off his cock, put his hands under my arms and lifted me to stand. He grabbed my face and kissed me again, then said, “I was getting too close. I want your ass!” I smiled as I reached to turn the shower off, the soap suds long gone from both of our bodies. I stepped out and grabbed two towels, handing him one. I suddenly had a flashback memory to when we were in college. Living in the dorm, we had to use the community showers. I remembered showering with him on occasion and covertly sneaking glances at his body, hoping to catch a glimpse of his cock. Now, we were both standing naked in my bathroom, and I was allowed to look! I watched him as I finished drying off. He hung up his towel, then took mine from my hands hung it up too. (He was always a neat freak!) He then grabbed my hand and led me out of the bathroom and into my bedroom.

When we got to the bed, JD pulled me in front of himself, facing me, and began kissing me again, while simultaneously pushing me back to lay on the bed. I scooted back on the bed as he climbed atop me, my legs spreading to give him room to move between them. I relished in the feel of his masculine, hairy chest rubbing against my smooth chest as he lay on me, kissing me and running his hands over my sides. As we were making out, I could feel his hard cock pressing against my ass and taint. I love that feeling of a man grinding his cock against me, and JD’s cock felt amazing there.

JD leaned up on his elbows and smiled at me, laying under him. “Got any lube?” he asked. I pointed to the drawer of the nightstand and said, “In there.” He reached over, pulled open the drawer and grabbed the lube, and then saw my dildo in there. “Looks like someone knows how to have a good time!” he laughed at his own joke. I smiled, rejecting the impulse to feel embarrassed, especially given the fact that he had seen me get fucked, and was about to fuck me himself.

JD stood up on his knees between my legs, and liberally lubed up his cock. I held out my hand and he squirted some on my fingers, which I applied to my hole. JD lined up his cock with my hole, leaned forward and just sank in. Since this was his first time fucking ass, he didn’t know he needed to take it slow. I was thankful that Kevin and Dante had fucked me last night and this morning, because otherwise his entry would have been quite painful. As it was, the wind was knocked out of me by the sudden entry, but I wasn’t in pain. I wrapped my arms and legs around him to hold him still, buried balls deep in my ass.

A look of worry crossed his face. “You ok?” he asked. I smiled and nodded, then said, “Typically, you need to take it slower, but I was already open so we’re good.” He leaned down over me and kissed me again. Once again, I was overcome by the realization that the one consistent fantasy I had since college was coming true.

JD then knelt back, put my legs on his shoulders, leaned forward into a pushup position, and began withdrawing and then thrusting back in. He started off with a gentle fucking, but within minutes was pounding the hell out of my ass. His years of athletic training came together to create a fucking machine that gave my ass everything he had. His constant thrusting, varying the angles of his thrust, kept me on the edge of orgasm as he hit spots within me that made me see stars. I couldn’t remember sex being this good ever before. I realized later that it was the combination of his sexual prowess mixed with the love I felt for him. I had never had sex with someone I loved before. This was unlike anything I’d ever experienced.

I was overwhelmed with the sensations of the entire experience. JD was working up a sweat, which was dripping down onto me. I could smell him everywhere. One of the drops from his forehead hit my tongue as I was moaning out from the pleasure, and I could taste the salt of his sweat. Every sense was consumed with this man. I ran my hands over the muscles of his arms and back, then back around front to run them through the hair covering his pecs. He growled as I pinched his nipples, thrusting harder into me. He hit a spot that I could tell was going to push me over the edge and I groaned loudly. “Oh, you like that, do you?” he sneered. He adjusted his thrust to hit me there over and over, and without touching my dick, I started spasming and shooting cum as the most intense orgasm of my life washed over me.

“Holy shit!” he yelled as my ass spasmed around his dick. “Here it comes, fucker!” And then I felt his body spasm, and I swear I could feel his cock shooting deep in me as he held his cock all the way in my ass, his body pressed hard against me. He slowly relaxed after his orgasm, his hard cock still in my ass as he slowly lay on me, panting. He wrapped his arms under my neck and back, holding me tightly in his post orgasmic state. I embraced him back, holding tightly, not wanting to let this moment pass.

Finally, he disentangled himself as he rolled off me after his softening cock finally slipped from my hole. But once he was resting on his back, he reached over and rolled me toward him, hugging me and cuddling me against him. I had been afraid of this moment, scared that he would immediately be awash in regret for what we had done. But this was not a man experiencing regret. This was a man that was feeling content being naked while cuddling the equally naked man he had just fucked. This was how afterglow should feel.

We basked in the feelings for a moment. I continued exploring his body, letting the fingers of the hand that lay resting on his chest meander through his chest hair, feeling the rise and fall of his breathing, and tracing the contours of his pecs. I was at peace.

After a few moments of silence, I looked up at him and said, “So I’m really curious. How did last night happen?”

He smiled ruefully, and said, “Well, I never in a million years imagined that I’d be getting fucked, if that’s what your asking.”

“Well, I figured that,” I answered. “But knowing you didn’t want to get fucked, how did Dante get you in his bed and fuck you?”

JD looked up and into space as he remembered the events of the night before. “I told you that my plan had been to try to seduce you,” he said. I nodded as he continued. “Well, when the guys invited us back to their place, I could tell that Kevin already had his sights on your ass. I was feeling good from the drinks, and I thought that maybe it was for the best. I thought that maybe it was better not to add sex to our relationship. But I also was horny, and I figured that if I couldn’t fuck you, Dante was clearly gay and was into me, so maybe I could try fucking him instead.”

JD admitted that his ignorance about gay sex ended up being his downfall. His assumption had been that if a straight guy and a gay guy hooked up, that all gay guys took it up the ass. So, since Dante was coming onto him, JD thought that this would be an opportunity to try fucking a guy, and so he played along with Dante’s seduction. According to JD, after Kevin and I left the room, Dante had walked up behind him and hugged him from behind, saying, “Man, I love having a white boy all to myself.” JD, feeling good from the alcohol and horny from his lack of sex, enjoyed the touch of another person and went with it. Dante led him back to his bedroom, where he kissed JD. JD admitted being surprised by the kiss, and surprised to find himself responding to being kissed by another man, but decided to chalk it up to part of the experience and went with it.

They both undressed, and then Dante pushed JD back on the bed and swallowed his cock. JD arched up on the bed, enjoying the mouth sucking him, enjoying the feel of another person, and something other than his hand on his cock. After sucking him for a few minutes, Dante had pressed JD’s legs back and before he knew what was happening, JD felt Dante’s tongue on his ass. He meant to tell him to stop, but was suddenly overwhelmed by how great it felt and he groaned instead. Dante then went to town eating his ass. The poor white boy had never felt anything like that, and he didn’t stand a chance now against Dante’s seduction.

Dante had eventually added a finger, probing JD’s ass, then another finger, and finally a third. JD had no idea that his ass could feel so good, or so sexual. Finally, keeping his fingers in the ass, Dante had stood up, and used his other arm to raise JD to a sitting position, kissing him passionately again. While JD was distracted with the kiss, Dante had removed his fingers, slid JD closer to him while they kissed (and closer to the edge of the bed) and lined up his cock with JD’s hole. Dante thrust forward, and the combination of ass play and spit lube allowed him to sink about 4 inches into JD. JD had reacted and tried to move back, but Dante held him, kissing his neck and whispering soothing words in his ear. As JD relaxed, Dante move in further, until he was in balls deep. He had moved them up on the bed, and he coaxed JD’s legs back and proceeded to fuck him.

By the time that I had seen them, Dante had been fucking him for about 10 minutes, and the pain had completely given way to pleasure, and JD had been lost in the feelings radiating from his ass.

“Wow!” was my response to his story. Then I asked, “So now that you’ve experienced both bottoming and topping, which do you prefer?”

He looked thoughtful, then said, “I’m not sure it’s that simple. I mean, each experience is very different.” He looked at me, then continued: “Don’t take this the wrong way, but I couldn’t really imagine bottoming for you. What we just did felt right, like we were in the correct roles. I feel protective of you, and can only see myself topping you, not the other way around. However, with Dante, I can’t imagine topping him. Maybe it’s because he’s physically bigger, or because I already submitted to him, but in that case I’d prefer bottoming.”

His answer was a bit deeper than I expected, but I like that he was thinking about it, and I felt comforted knowing he felt protective of me. We rested like that for a few more moments, just enjoying being naked in each other’s arms.

Then I remembered that he had originally planned to go back home today. “What’s your plan about going home?” I asked.

“Ready for me to leave already? Are you just using me for sex?” he teased.

I gently punched his shoulder. “No, asshole.” I said. “I just remembered that you had planned on heading back.”

“I don’t have anything to go back to. No fiancé, no job, no family there.” His tone was somber.

“Then stay a couple of days until you decide what you want to do,” I replied. “You can even move in here if you need to.”

He smiled and hugged me closer. It felt good to be in his arms.

About 5 minutes later, JD’s phone alerted him to a text message from the other room, while mine buzzed on the table beside the bed. We rolled apart and he got up to get his phone while I reached for mine. My message was from Kevin, asking if I was busy tonight. While considering my reply, JD walked back into the room and said, “Dante wants to know when I’m heading back home, and if I’m free tonight.”

My phone buzzed again with another text from Kevin. It read, “Dante and I were talking and we thought it would be fun for each of us to take our favorite white boys out on a date.”

I told JD what the text said and asked what he thought.

“Sounds like fun!” he said. I thought it sounded like fun too, but I also realized that I was already struggling with jealousy. I wasn’t sure I wanted JD to be enjoying his time with Dante. But I couldn’t tell him those thoughts. I wasn’t even sure what this was between us.

We replied back that we were available, and set about getting ready for our dates.

To be continued…

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