His first time, not mine

by Somewhat Straight

5 Mar 2018 6867 readers Score 7.7 (42 votes) PDF Mobi ePub Txt


I had not tried to seduce a straight guy before, but I was hot for this one. I lured him over to my place and told him I was going to take a quick shower. I left him in the living room where I had a lot of gay porn within sight. I wondered if he’d take the bait. It wasn’t long before I heard the bathroom door open and he walked in without saying a word.

When he took off his pants and entered the shower, I wasn’t sure if he was cut or uncut. His foreskin was stretched back, if he had any. He was already so erect that his impressive cock stood straight up grazing against his flat stomach. He grabbed my shoulders and turned me around, pushing me forward until I had to catch myself against the wall of the shower. The hot water was now spraying directly into my face, and that only added to the surreal experience. He stepped forward to stand between my legs and used his knees to spread them wider. He then soaped my ass down and probably his cock too, but I couldn’t see. He was surprisingly nervous, yet determined, when it came to losing his gay virginity. That part was unexpected, but welcome. I spoke softly as he gradually guided his amazingly hard cock inside me. I gasped each time it hurt, but I explained that the pain would subside after a few slow deep thrusts.  He complied and then he went to town on me the moment I was ready.

Anal sex is always the same for me. As I relax, it's as if a switch gets thrown from pain to pleasure. Suddenly, I was in heaven and I regretted waiting so long to get this man to fuck me. I thoroughly enjoyed breaking his self-imposed taboo. I heard him gasp repeatedly as his cock massaged against my prostate like it had magic hands. I was about to cum from that stimulation alone, except that he came first. Damn virgins always leaving us sissies hanging (lol). Still, the minute or so that he lasted inside of me was unforgettable.

I felt deliciously wicked and effeminate. I always feel like I am completely female for those moments, forgetting that I even have a cock. I treasured being so intimate with this stallion of a man who could make me feel like such a sexy bitch. I loved feeling his lust explode deep inside, where no one was supposed to be. Fucking that man, despite his premature departure, was the best gay sex I ever had. I could actually feel his cock pulsating as he came. While I didn’t feel his actual spurts inside of me, I relished the slutty feeling of his cum slipping out from around his softening cock and dripping down my legs.

When he was finished, he only said one thing to me as he grabbed his clothes to dress in the bedroom and leave. He said, “You’re a natural. Fuck, I don’t care how gay that was. It was worth it.” I said nothing back, but I was so turned on that I masturbated in the shower fantasizing that he was still pounding away inside of me. My prostate was still feeling the rush of him fucking me and I couldn’t believe how much cum sprayed the shower wall when I got myself off. The internal orgasmic feelings in my prostate added a dimension to cumming I hadn’t known before.

So now you know. I have this kinky side to me that is never far from my thoughts. When our eyes meet, it’s no secret. I want you to fuck me, and I don’t care who sees us. I like to feel effeminate and desired by a man like you. I love your cock. I know when it’s getting hard for me. I can’t wait to feel your manhood sliding in and out of me, making me complete. My knees go weak and butterflies start moving in my stomach just thinking about your rock hard penis stretching my anal pussy in search of relief. It’s time for you to give everything to me. Take all your pent up fear, anger, frustrations and sperm, and let it go inside of me. I never grow tired of that feeling. I was born to bottom and nothing gets me off better than fulfilling your greatest fantasies.