The Full Experience

The time was 10:28pm. For more than two and a half hours I had been living out my biggest fantasy. I had stripped butt naked for Corey and remained that way while he was clothed, I had smoked weed for the first time, I had given my first blow job, and I had been felt up and touched where no one had touched me before.

Corey and I had been laying on the couch watching a movie. By the end of it we were both laying with him spooning me, steadily touching my naked body and playing with my cock. Many times I had leaked a little precum. Corey was more than happy to scoop it up and make me suck it off his finger. As satisfying as that was, I preferred the taste of his cum over mine and his cock over his finger. Ever since sucking his cock and making him cum, I was hungry for more. Laying there was wonderful, however. His boner rubbing against my bare butt through his gym shorts. The kisses he kept giving me on the back of my neck. The feeling of his warm hands all over my exposed skin. It was all so incredible.

Suddenly Corey whispered in my ear and suggested I get us both something to drink. "Yes sir," I whispered back, his fingertips gliding over my skin as I stood up. I knew he would be watching my little bubble butt as I walked away so I made sure to give him a little wiggle. I glanced over my shoulder to catch him smiling at me, making me blush. I quickly returned with two soft drinks and gave him his. He had laid flat and had one arm above his head revealing a small part of his hairy armpit. It was so sexy.

Smiling at me Corey said "get on your knees on the ottoman." I happily did so, and he began running his hand down my chest and belly, stopping just short of my cock, which was still at full mast.

"I want to show you something," he told me.

"Oh yeah?" I asked, intrigued.

"Lay on your back and spread your legs wide, hold them back with your hands," he said.

I quickly got in the position he said, allowing my hole to be spread wide open right in front of him. I had never felt more vulnerable than I did in that moment. He sat up and leaned towards me, rubbing one hand over the back of my thigh and making his way over until he had my balls and cock in his grasp. I moaned with joy. He then moved his hand down, gently massaging my hole with his middle finger, ever so easily pushing it in. I gasped as a whole new feeling of ecstasy pulsed through my body.

"You like that?" he asked, grinning devilishly.

"Mmmm y-yes sir!" I replied, catching my breath.

"Good," he said, "this is the position I'm fucking you in the first time. That way I can see your face when I'm inside you."

"Awwwwww," I moaned out as my heartbeat increased rapidly. "Yes please, sir!" A vision of Corey balls deep in my virgin ass flashed through my mind. Although I hadn't seen him naked yet I couldn't help but imagine he was even more beautiful that way. My hole was as hungry for his cock as my mouth. I wanted nothing more than to know the feeling of getting fucked by this gorgeous man and filled with his sweet cum just as my mouth had been earlier. Not being allowed to cum just stirred my whirlwind of lust for him even more. I wanted him bad and he know it.

Corey finished his drink and set the container on the table by the couch, then he placed his hands on top of mine and interlocked our fingers, pulling me up into a seated position. He kissed me again, pushing his tongue in and around my mouth. I had such a raw feeling of lust and longing deep in my balls all the way to the top of my head.

"Come here," he said as he laid back down on the couch. I sat on his lap again, not letting our hands separate, and leaned in for more kissing. Hot damn was he a good kisser! He began slowly thrusting his hips upwards, making contact with my ass and balls. I moaned as he was dry humping me. This could only be a small foretaste of what was to come and I was all in for it. Every stroke of his delicious package against my private sensitive areas made me quiver with excitement.

"Take my socks off," Corey said, catching me by surprise. I smiled at him and moved down to his feet. I slid off the left one first, then the right. Doing so made me feel even more submissive. I rested my hands on top of his beefy bare feet and gazed up his body into his dark, sexy eyes.

"Chase, I want you to suck my cock again," Corey said with a hungry look in his eyes.

I smiled back eagerly and said "I was hoping you'd say that," as I crawled between his legs up to his waist. I pulled his shorts and briefs down together just past his balls, exposing his giant glorious package I had yearned for since the last time I serviced it. Hungrily I gripped his cock, making him grunt with pleasure, and gently took both of his balls in my mouth, rolling them around with my tongue and massaging them with the motion of my mouth. I worked my way up, slowly rubbing up the underside of the shaft with my tongue and back down a few times. I stood his cock up with my hand as my mouth watered and swallowed it whole. His cock was a treasure and I was going to treat it as such. With my bare ass in the air and Corey running his fingers through my hair I picked up the same rhythm I had used before, gradually increasing the speed until he was full on face fucking me. I was sweating and breathing deep and my eyes were watering. This was just how a sub boy should pleasure his dom. I was rewarded with his moans of satisfaction and the occasional "that's it, boy, keep it up."

Then came the moment I had been working towards. Just as before, Corey's balls drew up, his body tensed and he began panting heavily as he grabbed my head and thrust his hips upwards. My mouth soon filled with the now familiar taste of his delicious cum. I swallowed every drop. He looked at me and pulled me up on top of him, laying my head on his chest. We laid there together several minutes as our breathing and heart rates slowed back to normal. He had his right arm across my back with his hand resting on my right butt cheek and was rubbing down my right side with his left hand. Several times he kissed me on the forehead and told me that, meaning the head I just gave him, was amazing. All I could do was nestle my face in his chest and hold him tight. I never wanted to let him go. I was quickly realizing this wasn't just a sex situation for me. Although we had just met I was developing feelings for him like I had never felt for anybody else. He was more than I ever could have imagined. Laying there calmly resting my head on his chest I wondered if he felt the same way. He kissed my forehead and stroked my hair like he really did care about me. His actions all night had been those of someone who liked me and cared for me. Still, though, I was his submissive.

After several minutes of laying peacefully he asked me to get up. He sat up and took me by surprise when he said "you can say no, but I'd love to have a picture of you."

My heart leaped up into my throat at this request. I was still reeling at being naked before him and now he wanted something to keep. Nervously, I nodded my head yes and said "okay."

First he had me stand in front of the fireplace with my feet apart and hands behind my head, just as I had been the first time he saw me full frontal. Then he had me get on my knees with my hands resting by my sides. Then he had me get on all fours and took a picture from behind. All together he took about ten pictures of me in various poses. When he was done he sat in the recliner and told me to sit on his lap. Holding his phone out he opened his photo album and showed me the pictures he had taken. There I was, completely naked, helplessly submissive. It was a whole new level of exposure and humiliation, yet I loved that he now had those photos. I wouldn't just be naked for him tonight, he would be able to see every inch of my body any time he wanted. He moved them into a locked album where only he could access them, which was comforting.

By now it was approaching midnight. The stark reality of my nakedness was still as shocking as it had been four hours earlier when I had taken all my clothes off. I could see my clothes from where we sat, kissing and touching each other, but I didn't want them back. Modest as I was, I wanted to be naked for Corey. Always. Being completely exposed to him while his body was still a mystery to me felt overwhelmingly good and right. He had all the power and control and dignity, yet he treated me so well.

Somehow, Corey must have sensed everything I was feeling. He leaned me back where he could see my face. "So, I have to know something," he said.

"Oh yeah?" I asked, wondering what it could be.

For the first time he looked a little nervous. "Yeah," he grinned and giggled a little. "I know this is your first time. But how about instead of just fucking, you lose your v-card making love to your boyfriend?"

My eyes widened and my heart raced. Did he just ask what I thought he asked? "You mean?" I started, "you mean you... and me?" I had barely gotten over the surprise of him being willing to let me live out my fantasy with him. Now he was suggesting I be HIS boyfriend!

"I know it's sudden and we just met and all," he began, "but I really like you, you're different from anyone I've ever met and you're cool and sexy and..."

Before he could finish I pulled him in for a long passionate kiss. I finally let him go and looked into his eyes, both of us smiling.

"Well, what do you say?" he asked.

Blushing, I said "that's about the only thing I would love more than what we've been doing tonight!"

That was it. Corey was now my boyfriend. I had a boyfriend! A sexy, sweet, caring, funny, amazing boyfriend. It was such a rush of excitement. Not only were we a couple now, but we had become so with me naked and living out my fantasy with him. It was the most perfect moment.

After a few more minutes of kissing and laughing together, Corey stood me up and rose up in front of me, his feet touching mine. He ran the backs of his fingers down my chest and belly, soon arriving at my crotch. He grabbed my balls with a firm, hot grip. I moaned excitedly.

"Come on, baby," he said deeply, "it's time to take this to the bedroom."