It wasn't just wanking that I was obsessed with, but everything about my beautiful fat penis. I would get it out at every opportunity, on a bus or train, walking through the parks, the riskier the situation, the more of a turn on I found it. I would masturbate anywhere and everywhere. There was a very popular recreation park near me, and I would walk through it with my erection out of my flies, then sit on a bench and wank, almost hoping that someone would come along, even knowing that I could be arrested. Sometimes, Graham and I would walk together with our dicks out, daring one another to see who would chicken out first. There were toilets in the park, where I would go to knock one out at the urinal. If another man came in, I'd turn so that they could watch. Some called me disgusting, or told me to put it away, others would join me at the urinal and we'd wank together. It was to lead to my downfall. It was early evening, and I was in my usual position at the end of the stainless steel, when a burly guy came in. I turned to face him, as I'd done loads of times before. He wasn't impressed, instead, he grabbed me and manhandled me into a cubicle. He pulled my jeans down, took his own cock out, bent me over the toilet, and forced his dick into me. I screamed, but it made no difference. He put a hand over my mouth and fucked me hard. I had lost my virginity in the most unpleasant way. I felt dirty and disgusted with myself. It should have stopped me from exhibiting myself, but once over the initial shock, it made me worse. I'd shoot my load on public transport, with other passengers close by.
Having lost my virginity to the bloke in the toilets, I wanted to have proper sex with Graham, if he was up for it. The next time he stayed the night, I put it to him. He wasn't sure, saying he was tempted but thought it would hurt too much. The next time I saw him, he said, "I've read up on anal sex, and we would have to go very carefully. I don't want it to hurt in the way that you suffered." I agreed, and said I would also read up on it and get prepared." I bought some lube and watched porn movies, and saw them rim and eat ass before having sex. Some used lube as well, which is what I decided to do. The next time Graham and I were together, I told him everything I had found out, so now it was a question of when, not if.
One Wednesday, Mum told me they were going to visit my auntie at the weekend, and that I would have to fend for myself. The perfect chance. Graham could come round as soon as the coast was clear, and we could take our time. Maybe I'd let him fuck me first. Graham arrived at 3pm Saturday. As soon as he was indoors, we kissed and stroked one another. I knew the time was right. I led him to my bedroom. We kissed some more and stripped. I wanted my wank buddy more than anything. More kissing on the bed, a sixty nine and blow jobs. I whispered, asking if he'd like to fuck me first, "If that's alright by you." "we have plenty of time, we can shag each other, maybe twice." We rolled around on the bed, him on top of me and vice versa, until he pinned me down. The time had come. He lifted my legs and rimmed me, then retrieved the lube from the pillow and greased us both, then finger fucked me. I groaned with pleasure. Holding my legs up, he positioned himself and pushed. His knob burst through my ring and he was inside me. Far from hurting, like it did with the cunt in the toilets, it felt wonderful, "Fuck me", I implored, and he began to pump, while I tossed at the same pace. He leaned over, kissing me while maintaining the tempo. "Harder", I cried, so he went faster, as did I. I wouldn't last much longer. All at once, I came, the jets more like Graham's, flying through the air. "I'm gonna cum", he said, shortly after, and volley after volley filled my guts. "Wow!", we said in unison, as we lay there, sweating. We dressed and went to the pub to celebrate, and stayed for dinner, even picking up more booze on the way home. We got slightly pissed, and went to bed. We both needed the bathroom several times in the night, but it didn't matter, as we could sleep as long as we wanted. We stayed in bed till 10am, then had breakfast, showered together, and went back to bed, kissing and cuddling, rubbing our nubile bodies together. He looked into my eyes and said, "It's time you took my virginity." With roles reversed, I copied what he'd done to me, giving him a blow job, licking up his crack and rimming him for a long time. "I need you inside me." I put lube on both of us, and mounted him, slowly entering him and pushing all the way in. I waited for his hole to adjust to my fat cock, and started to hump my bestie. I turned him over, without coming out, and he sat on me, bobbing up and down, controlling the pace and depth, his erection hitting his belly. I felt that I could carry on forever. He took himself in hand, and I thrust upwards into him. When he came, he hit me in the eye, it stung. His tightening sphincter took me over the top, and my seed gushed into him. Climbing off, he licked me clean. I used my old Y fronts to clean us up. It was 11.30. We dressed, had coffee, and was gone before my parents arrived home. We couldn't wait for the next opportunity...
