The river - my first real session as a true dom

I dated a lad called Bobby who I met on the internet back when it was brand new. He lived about 60 miles away with his parents, as did I. We’d chat for hours on the AOL chat rooms, fighting off all the old men even though some of them seemed nice (we were both about 19 and naive). 

He had very little confidence but was really sweet and I was just a teenager who didn’t really know himself or understand the world. We met up face to face and went from there. All together, the relationship lasted about a year. He went on holiday with me and my parents and I really liked spending time with his family. The sex was amazing. I was still vers so we both fucked each other but I’ll always remember the feeling of dumping a load in his bare hole - it was immense. 

I was still learning about myself and, if I’m totally honest, was a bit of a twat. I cheated on him with a local lad so things ended pretty badly.

After a few years, we bumped into each other online again and got chatting on MSN. I’d found my feet sexually and knew what I liked, what I wanted and how to get it.

Remembering what a good fuck he was, I would turn on the charm and start the sex talk, knowing full well that he was sat there wanking and craving my cock. He’d turned in to a right little sub and loved me ordering him around. I once stopped him from wanking for a week just because I felt like it and he obeyed willingly. I liked that power and felt comfortable doing it to him. It took me a while to shift to being able to do it to strangers but that’s a story for another time. 

I was incredibly horny one night and at about 11pm, managed to convince him to drive down to a park close to me, about an hours drive from him. He was hesitant as he had a boyfriend and it was late. I don’t think things were going that well with the boyfriend but I didn’t care, I needed to cum and I needed his arse. His was still the best arse I’d fucked and I wanted to test it out again, show him what I’d learned and how real men fuck.

A couple of hours later, I pulled up to the empty car park and waited. I’d been thinking about fucking him all night so I was rock solid in my tracksuit bottoms and tight t-shirt. I didn’t bother with underwear, I was just there for one thing. It was a warm summer night with a half moon and little cloud so I could see my cock clearly. I admired myself while I wanked. I’m not normally vain but there was something about this situation that made me feel powerful and my cock looked impressive in the moonlight. 

I’m not an average dicked lad by any means, easily 8.5” long with a big pink mushroom head and around 6” round - sometimes a struggle to get my hand around it and regularly wank myself off with both hands. It peeks out the top nicely when I go ‘balls deep’. 

I’ve always made the boys scream and beg for more or at least try to, if it’s buried down their throat. I’d been going to the gym pretty regularly too so still had a rough six pack and, standing at about 6’1, I cast a pretty buff shadow, even if I do say so myself.

I sat playing with my dick for about 10 minutes when car headlights appear around the corner. Bobby pulled up next to me and smiled. I just looked back at him. He sat in his car for a few minutes, watching me wank myself off. I opened my passenger window as he opened his driver side window.

‘You just going to sit there and watch or are you going to come in here and suck my cock?’ He looked a little shocked. It was clear to him now that I was no longer the timid vers lad that he met all those years ago. He was going to be treated like the fuck toy he was. He knew all along that’s what I wanted but I don’t think it hit him until that moment.

As he got out of his car, I could see that this dick was rock solid in the jock strap I told him to wear. He was wearing tracksuit bottoms too - easy access for me. He walked over and got in my passenger side. My trackies were around my ankles with my legs spread wide. I’d been wanking for a while so my cock was covered in precum. He sat and stared at it for what seemed like ages.

‘Are you going to suck me or what?’

He looked me in the eye and still didn’t move so I grabbed his head and pushed it into my crotch. I made him sniff and lick my balls, I’d shaved them especially for the occasion and made sure he knew it.

He settled in then and started to devour my dick. His carnal instincts took aver and he deep throated me repeatedly. I let him get on with it until I got bored then I pushed his head down and thrust my hips up. He gagged and spat all over my cock and balls.

‘Get out of the car and follow me.’ He didn’t hesitate. With his face still covered in spit and precum, he got out and stood waiting.

I walked him up to the river at the back of the park. It had a tow path along one side that was lined by trees with a gap of about 15’ that overlooked the car park.

I stopped on the tow path in the centre of the gap he just stood there. Waiting for the next instruction. Anyone walking through the car park would clearly be able to see what I was doing to him. 

‘Get on your knees and suck my cock.’ He dutifully complied, opening his mouth wide and sliding my entire length down his throat until my balls touched his chin. It felt great, better than I remembered. He went from base to tip, using his hands too, covering my cock in saliva and driving me wild. He was still being a bit timid so I took back control and grabbed his head. In the dim moon light, I could see my dick shining with his spit as I fucked his throat relentlessly. He had no choice but to take it. He was vulnerable and at that moment I owned him. I held him down for a minute while he fought for breath, not knowing if or when I would let him up for air. His throat was exquisitely clamped around my dick. I was enjoying myself. When I eventually let him up, I could see his eyes were going blood shot with all the abuse his face was getting so I gave his throat a break. I made him stand up and ripped down his trackies to expose his arse.

Bobby is a heavier set lad with an arse that you could just bounce off. The bonus of fucking a lad with an arse like his is even when you're not deep in his hole, you’re still getting full stimulation from the fuck and no bruises on ur hips like when you’re full force banging into some skinny twink’s arse.  He’s got a slightly smaller than average dick but it’s filling out the front of the jock nicely. I grab it, squeeze hard and he lets out a squeal and then a deep moan. This fuck toy is mine. 

I turn him around to face the car park and bend him over. Now anyone walking through or driving into the car park will see him taking a big fat cock in his hole and getting fucked into next month. The potential humiliation for him and thrill of getting caught for me gets me incredibly fucking horny. 

I’ve been waiting to get in his hole for ages and now the moment is here. I’m going to enjoy this fuck, regardless of what he thinks about it. He’s already lubed up my cock with his spit so I get him to lube his arse too. He spits on his hand and eagerly pushes it into his hole. Once he’s ready, he pulls both his cheeks apart, exposing his tight, pink pussy. My cock is harder than it’s been for ages, I line up my cock to his hole and gently push past his first ring. He squeals again and starts swearing under his breath. He won’t forget this fuck for a while, I’ll make sure of that. 

I keep up the same pressure, adding my spit to his hole as I go. I can feel every muscle in his arse refusing and rejecting my advance but I’m not giving up. He’s so tight and warm and once he’s relaxed, he’ll use those expert muscles of his to milk my cock perfectly. 

It takes me a minute or so to completely violate his insides and for him to relax. Once he’s ready, that’s when the real work begins. The timid lad is gone and replaced by a dom who takes no prisoners and gets what he needs from his fuck toys. 

I grab Bobby's hips and pull my dick most of the way out. He clenches his arse muscles in the process. I’m in heaven. As soon as I get to the tip I immediately ram it back in to his hole. He screams and swears again. He’s never been fucked like this. I pummel his pussy deep and hard for 10 minutes at least, wishing we’d get caught. There must be a drunk lad somewhere that’s staggering home from the pub. But sadly, there isn’t. 

Bobby has let all his inhibitions go now. He’s accepting his status and begging me to fuck and breed him. It’s my intention to make him drive home to his boyfriend with my load leaking out of his pussy the whole way. 

His arse is working over time on squeezing and teasing my cock. Every thrust fills my brain with in intense need to fuck deeper and harder. I’m not even thinking anymore, I’m a fuck machine fucking my toy. I’m using it purely to get off.

I’m hammering his hole so hard, he struggles to keep stood up. I’m getting close now, I can feel my balls pulling up and the cum building. Bobby is begging me to breed his hole and give him my load. I’m close, close to firing a four day load so deep into his pussy, it’ll be leaking out of him for a week. 

Then he squeezes one last time, his arse gets so tight my cock struggles to get back in. The resistance is enough to push me over the edge and with one giant grunt, I deposit my load in his cunt. Mission accomplished. 4, 5, 6 squirts fill his guts. 

I stand there for a minute, my dick is still pulsing and probably feeding him the last few drops of my cum but too sensitive to pull out yet. He’s breathing heavily and panting - he should probably have brought his inhaler with him. I haven’t let him touch himself the entire time. I have no intention of letting him cum. I slowly pull out with a pop and hear the faint splat of a bit of my load hitting the floor. 

‘Clean off my dick.’ He does as instructed and makes sure I’m squeaky clean before I pull up my trackies and walk away, leaving him there to clean himself up. 

As I get back in my car, he walks back to his, with a slight limp. 

‘Great fuck. Until next time.’

‘Yup.’ He still looks stunned but I got what I wanted. 

I got in my car and drove off, balls empty & satisfied. He drove home with my load leaking out of him.