Swinging for the fences

Sleep does not come easily that night. I don’t know if it was the adrenaline rush of being with another guy, the nervousness of getting caught, or that I just couldn’t get enough of having this man fuck me. I kept waking up finding myself rubbing myself or grinding against him until about 6am when I finally got out of bed and went to the bathroom.

Drawing some hot water, I reached for my razor and quickly shaved my face at the sink before slipping into a relaxing hot bath. Laying there I fantasized about how great it would be to spend my life with this man. Slowly I coated my legs with conditioner and shaved each one from my toes to my hip, making sure I didn’t miss any spots. I carefully shaved my cock, first one direction, then the other, same with my balls then my taint and asshole. Looking down I realized that I wasn’t quite hairless from my eyebrows down, I still had a bit in each armpit, and I noticed a few hairs on my arms had begun to become coarser and darker in the recent months. Giving no other thought to it I drew the curtain, turned on the water again, switching it to shower as I drained the water.

Stepping from the shower for a moment I took the bottle Steve had given me before and commenced to a quick cleansing as I allowed the warm water of the shower spray across me again. Although the luxury of the bath was great, something I missed from living in the dorm, and I loved to be able to give my legs that extra attention I just never really felt clean afterwards. Washing my hair, face, arms, body, and legs I turned off the water and toweled off. Applying moisturizer to my skin was a must, even on the Gulf Coast it was dry in the fall and winter months.

Slipping back into bed, snuggling up next to Steve I felt his massive erection on my thigh. He began to stir, pulling me closer. “Mmm I whispered, it seems someone is awake and wants more.” Referring to his swollen cock.

“Yes, but I gotta pee first, I thought you’d never get out of the bathroom.”

“I’m sorry, I just lost track of time,” taking his hand and placing it on my freshly shaved skin. “I haven’t been able to give myself that much attention since before basic training.”

“Wow, your legs feel great,” as he moved his hand slowly up the outside to hip then across my cheek. “And your ass feels amazing.” “But now I really have to piss before I explode.”

“Can I help?” I can’t believe I just asked that, but it was out of my mouth before I could stop it.

“Help what”

“Help you piss, let me hold it.”

“Okay, but I have to go now.”

Racing to the bathroom again I sat on the toilet as Steve came in, his huge swollen piss hardon leading the way. I had never seen it so hard, yes, I’d felt it that way, but not seen it. The shaft was long, thick, veiny. When I say thick it was wider in one direction than the other and curved slightly upwards. Reaching out I slid the foreskin slowly down the shaft to fully expose the crown of his meat. The head was almost a third thicker than the shaft, and in this manner, it reminded me of a mushroom. His was totally different in appearance to mine which wasn’t quite as thick, no foreskin, and the head flared slightly. Mine looked more streamlined, his reminded me of someone gripping an apple in their fist, and at 9 inches it was longer than mine.

“C’mon now, I’m feel like I’m going to explode.”

Teasing him I flicked my tongue across and around the tip as I slid further back on the toilet spreading my legs. Before pointing it towards the opening between my thighs. “Let’s see if I can hit the hole,” slowly pointing his flesh downward.

“Okay, you asked for it”

I felt him flex a bit as the first bit of urine began to flow, hitting me just below my bellybutton. Adjusting the stream downward hitting the crease of my left leg, across my groin but further down the crease on my right leg. What wasn’t spattering everywhere ran down my skin, dripping from my flesh into the toilet. Finally, I got it to hit just above my own cock, causing it to appear as if I was pissing, the way it ran down into the toilet.

“Well, you little freak, that worked out better than expected.”

“I love it when you call me names.”

“You are a bit of a slut, you know? Letting a man piss on you.”

“Yes. But I’m your slut.”

“Look at that useless thing you call a cock, just hanging there, me pissing on it.”

“Yes, it is useless.”

“It’s so much smaller than mine, and the way you suck cock you don’t deserve to have one of your own you queer.”

“No, I don’t.”

Taking his cock from me in one hand, grabbing the back of my head with the other saying “open up bitch” he started pissing in my mouth.

I let it run out, down my chin and chest to wherever it landed.

“I never took you for a piss whore. One of these times I will have to piss in that sweet ass of yours after If fuck you, just to teach you a lesson.”

Looking up at him as he shoved himself further in my mouth I nodded in agreement. I was so turned on at this point, this was something I had fantasized about, and now it was happening.

“Now close your mouth and swallow the last bit of it you fucking whore.”

Doing as I was told I swallowed the last bit of his salty, stingy, urine.

“Pulling himself limp from my mouth saying “well, that was certainly different.” “Let’s wash up, then I’m going to fuck the shit out of you one more time before we have to leave.”

Starting the shower, we both stepped in for a quick rinse before toweling off and heading for the bed.

Steve had opened the privacy curtain, but kept the shears closed on the window on the way back to the bed, so the room was filled with filtered morning sun as we laid there again. Moving my hand from his chest I was slowly stroking and squeezing his cock back to life. “You said “one of these times” earlier.” “Does that mean that you want to see me again?”

“Well, yes. Remember, you asked me to teach you, and I can’t do that if I don’t see you.”

“I don’t know where this is coming from, I’m normally not like this. But I was hoping you would say that.”

“From what I gather you have had these desires a long time, but someone exploited you and made you do the things they wanted, and not what you wanted. So now you are getting to explore what you want, and you are afraid it is just a one-time thing.” “To be honest, it started out as a one-time thing, I was gonna suck your cock and that was gonna be it.”

“Really?”

“Yep, but I am actually enjoying the awe and wonder you show, not to mention I really like fucking that ass you little bitch.”

By this time, he was fully erect, and I was ready to have him inside me again.

Rolling over to the nightstand I squirted a glob of lube into my hand and rubbed it on his cock, leaving a large amount on the head, before taking another glob and working it into my own flesh.

Straddling him on my knees looking him in the eyes I told him “I am gonna ride you like a dime store pony.” Placing one hand on his chest as I rose slightly, reaching behind myself with the other, I pressed the head of his cock firmly against my slightly swollen asshole before rocking back and feeling the head pop inside. Without all the licking and finger fucking there was a bit more resistance this time, and a slight bit of pain, but I slowly between rocking forward and back as I inched my bunghole down the length and girth of his cock until my cheeks pressed against his groin, his pubic bone grinding against me.

My knees started to ache so placing my hands by his knees I leaned back, straightening my legs somewhat and tucking them under his arms. Thrusting my hips towards the ceiling before slamming my body back down against his, my cock dangled limply between my legs flopping from side to side as I rode him.

On one of my downward thrusts, I felt a wave of pleasure like I had never experienced before. Then it happened again, and again. I had a feeling of intense warmth building inside me with each wave. Adjusting a bit, I found I could feel this wave with every thrust. There was something intense winding up inside of my body. I felt a tingling sensation everywhere, it was similar to the sensation I got before cumming, but rather than being focused on my groin this involved everything from the top of my head to the tips of my toes.

“Oh, my god. That feels amazing.”

“That’s it, ride that cock bitch.”

Oh, yes, talk dirty to me.”

“You are a regular cock loving whore.” “You like getting fucked in the ass like a bitch.”

“Mmmmoooorrree.” I cried.

“You like riding cock you crazy little sissy.” “I knew you were a faggot the minute I saw you.”

“That’s it.” “I want it.” I moaned.

“I’m gonna fill that cunt of yours with cum.”

In what seemed like a burst of energy my whole body spasmed as cum squirted from the end of my still limp penis, oozing out onto Steve’s groin as my body contorted, drawing legs into my chest, pulling my feet up, my full weight pressed against him. I could feel spasm after spasm as my flesh clinched and released the shaft of his cock, buried deep inside me.

Steadying me with his hands, holding me there he just let me enjoy something I had never experienced before.

Breathlessly I mumble “what the hell? I’ve never had an orgasm without touching myself.”

“That was amazing to watch and feel from where I was.”

“Really, what the fuck was that?’

“You just had your first anal orgasm, and it was amazing to see.”

Starting to grind on him again, “I want to try that again.”

“Okay, I’ll try to hold out.”

I started rhythmically fucking my asshole on his cock again, finding that same spot and tempo, I could feel it building, my body tingling.

“Oh fuck, Oh fuck, oh fuck. I’m not gonna make it. I’m gonna cum now.” Steve cried out thrusting his hips in the air.

I immediately stopped my movements and ground my ass against his groin hard. I could feel his cock throbbing, pulsating, and flexing as it pumped load after load of cum deep inside me. I sat there looking at him with an expression of contentedness, knowing I had just milked this man’s cock for everything he had.

Placing an arm across my knees he held me there saying don’t move. I watched while he reached under the pillow, bringing his hand out with a little rubber stopper of sorts. “Do you know what this is?”

Taking in in my hands, looking at it, studying it. “I have no idea.”

“This is a buttplug. You need to clinch that overworked ass of your up so no sperm escapes when you remove my cock from your pussy. Then I am going to slip this in there to make sure you don’t loose any.” “Now carefully roll off of me and let me see that fuck hole.”

Doing what I was told, I rolled to the side, my ass clinched, and exposed my ever more swollen ring to him. I felt the tip pressing into me, resisting the urge to just impale myself on it I allowed Steve to slowly insert this foreign device until the flared base came to rest in the crack of my ass.

Reaching over placing my hand alongside his hip my face was poised just over his empty lifeless cock and semen covered lower abdomen. I eagerly licked the cum from his skin, taking his hair into my mouth and working the semen free using pressure from my lips.

“That’s it, clean up that mess, whore.”

Spreading his legs, I licked down the creases of his legs, then sucked his cock clean, making sure I licked inside and under the folds. Before turning back around and collapsing into arms again.

“You are to wear that every Friday. I would recommend you wear it while at the gym as well. It will focus and retrain those muscles so there isn’t so much swelling when I fuck that ass.” “Also, we have to do our best to keep things cool on base, particularly around other people, we can’t let on about any of this to anyone.”

“Yes, sir.”

“Are you sure you want to do this again?”

“Yes, I am.” “But what the fuck happened today was something I have never experienced before in my life.” “How, or what the fuck was that?”

“I take it you didn’t pay attention in health class, or they don’t teach much about it in schools, but you had what is called a prostate orgasm.

“Um, okay.”

“Stimulating the prostate itself is enough to cause an orgasm without masturbating, intercourse, or even having an erection. That is what happened to you today.”

“Well fuck, I wished every orgasm felt that amazing.”

“I hadn’t expected that, but the plug will also help you experience more of those.”

“Yippie.”

“Okay, we really must get cleaned up and out of here. It’s almost 10am, I have things I need to do today, we must get you back to base, and I know we both have studies to do.”

Showering again we both toweled off, I moisturized my legs once more, and got dressed. Slipping on a clean pair of panties Steve asked me to turn around so he could see me one more time before I covered my ass up. Doing so he playfully smacked me on my ass again.

After dressing fully, he called the desk and asked for a cab in 15 minutes. Then sat on the edge of the bed pulling me into his arms looking up at me and telling me what a great time he had this weekend. Offering the instructions of seeing but not being seen, and how we can talk but can’t linger while around others. Before standing, taking me in his arms and kissing me deeply once again, handing me cab fare, and cautiously opening the door for me to leave.

The ride back to the base seemed like it was over in flash. Checking back in at the dorm I ran into Kenny while heading to my room. “Hey, wanna go get some grub?”

“Nah, I’m bushed.” Which was dorm code for “nope, I’ve been out all night fucking some skank and need to sleep.”

“Okay, I gotcha. Who was she?”

“Nah, I’m not telling, I need to get some sleep though.”

Finally making it to my room I kicked off my shoes while closing the door, turned on the radio to block out noises from outside and the hallway, closed the privacy curtains, slipped into some sweat pants and fell into bed.

Waking that sometime that afternoon opening the door and leaving it cracked a bit to let other know I was in my room and awake, I pulled out my books, laid down on my bed on my stomach and tried to focus on my studies while enjoying the feeling of fullness the plug was secretly providing. After about 30 of so minutes my buddy Mike from down the hall came knocking. “Hey, dude, what’s up?”

“Just getting reviewing material for class, you know how it goes.”

“Yeah, I did that this morning.” “I see you were gone last night. Did you have a good time?”

“Yep, hooked up with someone, and we got a room for the night.”

“Cool. Anyone I know?”

“Nope, and even if you did, I wouldn’t tell who it was.”

“That’s the only way to be.” He replied.

I asked what time it was.

“1600, chow hall opens in 30 minutes. Wanna go eat?”

“Let’s make it 530, let the rush die down, and it gives me a few minutes to call home.”

“Okay, see ya then.” Closing the door as he left.

Mike was fucking hot. I don’t know how many times I was his wing man, but I got my share of attention when hanging out with him. If he only knew how much I wanted to suck his cock though things may have been different. I crept to the door, locked it again, slipped off my sweats and semen-stained panties, laid back on the bed and stated fucking myself with my new toy before finally pulling it out. Twisting my cock and balls around like I had so many times before, stretched it out by reaching between my legs from behind, while pressing with the other hand I felt the head of my cock slide easily inside myself.

I kept thinking about my orgasm I had earlier that day while riding Steve, as I fucked myself slowly and deliberately. The thought of sucking Mike’s cock while I was riding Steve entered my head, as I neared orgasm. I rubbed and rubbed harder, feeling my cock sliding in and out of my asshole deeper and easier that I had ever before. I was close, I knew it. Finally, my crotch spasmed, my cock throbbed, my asshole clinched down on my penis, it was amazing to feel my cock swell just as it was ready to shoot, and then feel the pressure of my sphincter as it tried to close with each pulse.

 I debated reinserting the plug, but opted to clean myself up with some tissue, put the plug inside a bag and hid it in a shoe in my locker, grab some clean clothes, put on my sweatpants, and take another quick shower before calling home to talk to my parents, then calling my girlfriend after getting dressed. God, I hated how jockey shorts or boxers felt, but I was out of anything else until I did laundry.

Mike and I met up and headed for the chow hall, running into Kenny on the way. As we sat there eating, telling lies about things we had done in our past, stunts we wished we pulled, but took credit for anyway, and girls we had bedded, or were going to. I could help but giggle inside imagining what they would say if they were fucking me.

The rest of the evening, in fact the rest of the week was uneventful. I snuck off to the laundry Wednesday evening so I wouldn’t have so much to do Saturday morning. It was amazing to wear my new toy while I was out running PT after morning formation, and it almost made me orgasm every time we had to do sit-ups.  Steve and I would see each other in passing in the hall between sessions, acting like we were just mere acquaintances. But on one or 2 occasions Friday I did notice from the corner of my eye that he had an erection. I assume it is because he knew what I was hiding under my clothes. That afternoon plans were made again to meet up at the café with some of the other classmates to review material and have a couple of beers.

When nobody was around Steve slipped me a note that I read after we finished our Friday drink. “Meet me at hotel ____ tomorrow after 3, I’ll call you at 1 and let you know what room.”, along with cab fare. Dammit. I wanted him now, I needed to feel his arms around me, his breath on my skin, his lips on mine, his hands on my body, his flesh on my flesh, I had to taste him. I did my best to stay occupied by hanging out at the club with Kenny and Mike before hitting the base exchange then the dorm for some sleep.

Waking in the morning I was so hard, but I decided to wait, to save it for this evening. None the less I slipped my toy in, grabbed my laundry bag and was out the door at 0530. Perfect, the first one in line. By 0730 my weekend chores and gym time would be done and back to the dorm then breakfast and some TV to relax and kill time. I ate an early lunch showered, shaved as best I could and waited for the phone.

I grabbed it as soon as it did. “Hey, is this ____”

“Yes, it is.”

“Meet me in room ____ and wear something trashy.”