Me and my Man

I was given strict instructions.  Be prepped for sex, wrap myself in a towel at the waist, lay face-down on the floor and be still.  There were towels on the floor for me to lie on, and lay down I did, with my arms at my sides.  He was standing next to me, and as I laid down, I could hear him taking his shirt off, unzipping his jeans, and stripping down to nothing. 

He straddled my legs, just beneath by butt and I felt a warm liquid drip onto by back.  I heard him set the bottle of massage oil to the side and felt his hands begin to work magic on my skin.  He massaged up and down my back, working the oil in and loosening my muscles as he did.  He rubbed the oil into my arms, adding more of the warm liquid when needed, enough to keep his hands gliding smoothly over my skin. 

Next, he pulled back and off me, kneeling next to my legs.  I felt him drip more of the oil onto my legs and felt his muscular hands rub the tension out of one leg, then the other.  As he made is way up my left leg he moved is hand higher each time, sneaking under the towel that was covering me.  Farther and farther he went up, until he started caressing by left butt-cheek under the towel.  He moved again and was now massaging both cheeks, rubbing up and down, moving his fingers more in-between my cheeks each time.  He was driving me wild, I had never had someone do this before.  As he got closer and closer to my hole I pushed up against his hands each time, urging him to reach my hole so I could feel him touch me there. 

As he reached my pink hole, I took a sharp breath in from the electricity of his touch.  He used his thumbs to gently massage my entrance, urging me to relax.  I could feel his hard cock against my leg as it bounced up and down with his movements, ready for more.  Next he took his hands off my butt and I felt him move again, gently lowering his larger frame onto mine.  He used his muscular chest and torso to rub the oil into my skin.  He was sliding up and down against my skin, feeling everything.  Between us was just the massage oil and the thick coat of hair that covered his manly chest.  I felt like an animal in heat, pushing my butt up against him as he was grinding his pelvis into me.  His hard cock was pressed into my lower back, reminding me of how aroused he was and what was coming next.

He leaned up off me and I asked him is he wanted to be he massaged too.

“That would be nice.” He replied

We switched positions and he laid face-down as I had been.  I repeated what he had done, dripping the massage oil onto his broad shoulders and back.  I rubbed up and down, working the oil in, enjoying the touch, sight, and smell of my man.  It didn’t last too long until he wanted to finish, I think he was ready for something else, we moved to the bathroom to clean up.

The shower was warm, not hot, he doesn’t like it too hot.  I was pressing my face into his broad, hairy chest, wet from the time we had spent together under the warm stream.  Being this close to him was turning me on, my cock hard and hanging between my legs.  He was hard too, his thick member jutting straight out from his crotch, urging us both for what was to come.   

We kissed under the water, lightly at first, but harder within a few seconds.  He broke the kiss to move down and gently bite my lower lip, growling as he did.  I held him close, feeling his muscle ripple under the skin as he moved, sensing the power in his arms as he held me close to him.  It was intimate but wild, two animals dancing their mating dance, feeling the parts of the others’ body that attracted them, turned on more as each second passed. 

I felt his hand move down my back and his fingers begin to trace their way into my hairy ass-cheeks.  He moved his hand with a sensuality that you would not guess from seeing him the first time.  He was gently yet persistent, sliding in between my glutes until he reached what he wanted.  He gently pressed against my pink, pulsing hole.  It had been waiting for him, waiting for him to open me up, waiting for him to invade me and own me like he should. 

All this time I held onto his shoulders, pressing my face into his neck, enjoying holding him close.  Even under the shower water he smelled like my man; musky, yet clean.  He withdrew his hand from my butt a placed it on my lower back, another sign of his ownership.  His hand did not stay there long.  I wanted to feel him inside of me so started making my way down his massive body, kissing his chest and rubbing my face into his stomach, until I was faced with what I was looking for.  His hard cock was staring right at me.  I reached out and kissed the tip, giving it the respect that it deserved.  As I leaned froward to take him in my mouth I felt his hand on the back of my neck, encouraging me to go all the way down, to take his entire massive cock in my mouth.   

His cock is thick, with a wide head, making it difficult for me to swallow completely.  I tried my best though, gagging as I did.  He gently slapped under my chin to encourage me to take more of him as I bobbed up and down on his rod.  He was making little groans of pleasure along the way, and I could feel his cock getting harder as we danced our mating ritual.   

I moved off of him and stood up, hugging him against me as I did.  The combination of the warm water, holding him close, and just giving him a blowjob had turned me on even more.  I reached behind me to turn the shower off and we dried using the big fluffy towels the hotel provided.   

We went out in the room, I was stealing little glances at him as I did, like some teenager with puppy love.  He was still drying off, but I snuggled under the sheets to wait for him.  He finished drying and got under the covers with me, our hairy, naked bodies pressed up against each other.  Our mouths met together at the top while our hard dicks met together at the bottom.  Our bodies became one as we pushed against each other, hands rubbing everywhere, kisses being shared.  He bit me gently down my shoulder while I felt his hard tricep under his taut skin. 

“Are you ready?” He said. 

“Not yet.” I replied. 

He wanted to know if I was ready for his hard cock, but I wanted to spend more time feeling him and being near him.  It thrills and excites me to be touching him, and to feel him touch me back.  Being with him is better than I ever imagined being with a man could be, and the more I’m with him the more I remember later on. 

I moved down his torso, sliding under the sheets as I did.  It’s a familiar and welcome move to him.  It meant I was ready to give him head, ready to get him hard, and ready to fuck.  I greeted his hard cock as I always do, with an open mouth and wet lips.  I proceeded to suck him, going slowly, until his cock was at full mast and filled my mouth with it’s girth.  I moved back up him, kissing his tummy and chest along the way.  As I got near to his head I met his lips with mine, straddling him as I did, teasing his cock-head with my pink hole.   

“Are you ready?” He whispered in my ear. 

“I am.” I whispered back. 

I moved off of him and he rolled off the bed, standing at the edge, waiting for me to back up against him.  I reached over to the bedside table and picked up the bottle of lube, coating his cock and reaching around to coat myself as well.  He was hard and I knew his first entrance would be a lot to take.  I then backed up to him on the edge of the bed.  We were doggie-style, he was on the floor, I was ass up, chest down against the sheets.   

I could hear the lube smacking as he stroked his cock anticipating by warm, wet hole.   

“Have you ever been fucked before?” He asked 

It took me a second to realize what he was doing.  He was starting a role-play that we had talked about earlier, two married men during their first-time having man-on-man sex.   

“No, I never have.” I whispered back. 

“Can I put it in?” 

“Just the tip, that’s all we agreed on.” 

I felt the pressure as he pushed into my hole, familiar now as he bore down into me.  His cock was just barely in when he pulled out, then repeated. 

“It feels so good, like pussy, no, better than pussy, tighter.” He said. 

“Remember, just the tip, I don’t want to be fucked,” I replied 

“Ok.” He said. 

I felt him enter me again, then stop as the head was inside me.  I began to feel more of him, as he slowly pushed farther in, breaking the role-play pact we had made. 

“Hey! What are you doing?” I spoke sharply. 

“Does it feel good?” He asked. 

“Yeah, really good.” I replied. 

He held me down, not allowing me to move.  Of course, I wanted his cock, all of his cock in me, but I had to play against the story we made up. 

“Hold still” He commanded. 

I stayed where I was as he slowly pushed his cock into me, secretly enjoying every millimeter as he did.  Soon I felt his hips against me and I knew he was all the way in. 

“So good, so tight.” He moaned. 

All I could do was make small groans of pleasure as I tried to relax with his thick cock buried inside me.  He started slowly moving himself in and out, the lube making is liquid noises as he did. It felt amazing to me, and I could tell he was happy to finally fuck, 

“Two guys, helping each other out.” He said 

“Yes, just two guys doing what men do.” I said back to him. 

He held my shoulders down, pushing me into the bed as he did, his superior strength at full show.  He also sped up, changing to the tempo I am so familiar with.  He moved his hands, grabbing my on my lower back, keeping me still while he took his pleasure.   

“Turn over, on your back.” He commanded. 

I turned over, placing a pillow under my ass to lift to his height.  He later told me the bed was the perfect height for him, difficult because he is so tall.  I took a quick hit of poppers as I knew he was about to ram me hard and deep, tearing me open.  As I leaned back on the bad he assumed the position, hands on my feet, holding them out as his cock was pressed against my hole, about to fuck missionary-style. 

He gave me no time to relax but pushed all the way into me, I felt the rush of his cock enter me, slide all the way in, then his hips as he pushed against me.  I caught a quick breath and mentally told myself to relax.  He began to buck in and out, punching the full length of his cock into me then drawing all the way out to tease the head of his prick.  I held on, continuing to play into the role. 

“Can I spit in your mouth.” He asked. 

“I’ve never done it.” I said. 

“Can I?”  

“Once.”  

He leaned his massive frame over me, down to where our mouths were almost touching.  I opened my mouth as he gathered his saliva and he spit into me, owning me, showing me who was in charge.  We continued fucking like this for a while.  At one point he leaned over to kiss me and I wrapped my arms around his shoulders before tracing the outline of the muscles underneath.  He has a beautifully defined shoulders and chest and knows just how to drive me wild with them. 

“I want to change positions, lay on your tummy.” He said. 

He gently pulled out of me, releasing my feet, and allowing my to gingerly stand up.  I reached out for two pillows to place under my groin, perking my ass up and giving him better access.  He was standing behind me and moved onto the bed, causing it to press down under his weight, reminding me of his sexy body.  As he moved over me I felt his thick cock rest between my cheeks, then it’s sharp pressure as he drove the head back into me.  He was stretched out above my back, covering me and entering me at the same time.  I could feel his cock, moving and an out of me, rubbing against my prostate each time he did, giving me pleasure as he did.  I felt his thighs against my ass, his tummy and chest against my back.  I was totally and completely his.  His thick forearms were rest on the bed in front of me and I stretched my neck out to kiss him, then a little farther to suck on one of his fingers. 

“I’m getting closer to cum.” He said 

“Not in me, I’ve never had a guy cum in me and I’m nervous.” I replied, leaning back into the role-play. 

“You don’t want to be bred?” He asked 

“No” I gasped, though secretly I wanted to be filled with his white spunk. 

He started a movement he had not done before, I could tell he was doing whatever felt good to him in that moment, it was just different than anything we had done on the past.  He was using me, and his pace increased, though I thought his orgasm was still far off.  He went back to his normal rhythm, and all of a sudden I felt his body tense and I knew he was cumming.  He pressed down on my back as he was overcome with eh sensation of his cum leaving his body and entering mine.  I could tell it was an intense one, and held still while he continued to pump me full. 

As he came down off the high he lowered himself on to me, resting as he got his breath back, allowing me again to be covered by his big frame.  As I lay there, I was just happy.  Happy to be with him again, happy to bring him to orgasm, happy to spend time with him. 

He had to leave shortly after that, we didn’t have the time we normally do.  I drove him to where he needed to be.  It was amusing to me that I was sitting next to him, chatting about the stuff of our day, while just a few minutes earlier he was pounding me, and I was still full with his cum.  Almost a year and a half later and things are more exciting, intimate, and special than before.