Anal Awakenings

[admin]

Anal AwakeningsStory: Anal Awakeningsm/f, m/m/mI love women's arses; I love them small and pert, I love them wide andfleshy. I love to watch them in movement; I love to feel them in myhands. I am a bugger; I enjoy putting my penis up women's bottoms. Thereare many reasons why I love fucking women up the arse. I get off on thefact that the women I've buggered have often needed a lot of persuading,and have often agreed only grudgingly, so it feels like a kind of ****. Ilove the dirtiness of it - nice women aren't supposed to want to admit toyou that they like having a cock up their back passage. I love the factthat it hurts them but that they like it. And I guess to some extent itfeels like a liberation of some deep perversion. Using a woman's arse forsexual pleasure can't but make me think about my arse, other men's arses,holes that everybody has, holes anyone can get fucked in.I'm as uptight as any straight man about the idea of being anallypenetrated by a man, but I also know how good it feels to have something upthere. I think any man who likes fucking women up the arse also knows thathe's tapping into something primal about his own masculinity - somehowyou're turning yourself into a huge dick that can fuck anything, that canexert mastery over anyone, anything, with an arsehole.My gay friend Tom thinks that straight men fuck women's arses to disavowtheir secret desire to be fucked themselves; that we all secretly know thatour arseholes are potential sites of pleasure, and that we yearn to besubmissive. He should know: if his exploits are to be believed he seems tohave fucked legions of married men. He may be right, but if so, I'm happywith my disavowal.My last girlfriend wouldn't let me fuck her arse, although she liked me tolick it, and sometimes shove my finger up there. My current girlfriend isthe biggest arse slut I've ever met and I'm loving every minute. We've beenseeing each other about eight months. She'd had a few boyfriends before buthadn't been particularly sexually adventurous with any of them. When Ishowed her how much pleasure she could get from having her arse stimulatedit just about blew her mind, but it took us a while to get there.On the first occasion, I'd been eating out her cunt when I stuck my tonguein her arsehole. She tried to pull away - I guess she felt dirty, invaded.She said it tickled. But she was very aroused - her cunt was sopping, so Icarried on massaging her clit as I tongued her tight little pucker.Gradually she relaxed herself onto my tongue. I remember her little sighsof surprised pleasure as I licked and gently probed her arse. She wasn'tfar from coming when I really pulled her buttocks apart, revealing theinner pinkness, and stuck my tongue as far up her back passage as I could.The walls of her anus felt silky on my tongue and she just about broke mynose writhing her hips as she orgasmed, yelping with a kind of urgency thatI hadn't heard from her before. I remember that afterward she was ratherstunned, but something deep in her sexual pysche had obviously shifted -she'd experienced a darker, more abandoned kind of sexual pleasure and Iwas incredibly aroused by her reaction.That night she was very needy and cuddly - she wanted to be loved, andneeded reassuring that I still thought she was a nice girl - that myreaction to her was still loving and warm and not crude or a****listic. ButI was encouraged by how sensual she clearly felt - we might have beensnuggling up, but she wouldn't leave my cock alone under the duvet, and shewanted to be caressed and kissed. All I could think about was how much Iwanted to hear the sounds she would make with my dick up her arse.We had sex the next night, and I made sure that after I'd rimmed her to apoint of bewildered but almost overwhelming arousal, I fucked her in the'conventional' way, all the while telling her how beautiful she was and howmuch I loved her. As we lay together afterwards, sweatily blissed out, shetentatively asked me if I'd ever 'done that' with any previousgirlfriends. When I told her that yes I had rimmed several women, all ofwhom had loved it, she asked me if I'd ever put my cock 'up there'.Her demeanour was almost unbearably arousing. She was clearly very curious- she wanted to know what was possible, and she wanted to know that it wasokay to think of her arse as a sexual organ - that other women, othernormal women with mortgages and cats and Ikea flat packs did what she haddone, and maybe what she wanted to do. I remembered feeling the same wayafter I'd first stuck my finger up my bum as I was cumming. We are taughtthat our arses are shameful, disgusting. But she was measuring hercuriosity - she was self conscious, and had reverted to a kind of cutseybaby talk, not making eye contact but touching my neck and chest demurely.To some degree I was used to her bashfulness about sex - she'd always beena bit insecure about the fact that I was much more sexually experiencedthan her, but this was new territory. She was nervous about my reaction,about what I'd think of her; she was trying to measure her feelings againsther existing image of herself, and all the while she was remembering whatit felt like to have her arse licked, and was fantasising about what itwould feel like to be buggered.I was in a high state of arousal myself - her demureness, her willingnessto think about what we might do - was making me feel strong and protectivetowards her. I felt manly and potent. I pulled her close to my chest,feeling her excited breath on the hairs there, and asked her if she'd likeit if I played with her arse some more. She nodded into my chest, squirmingher soft body against me. I could feel her breasts pressing into myside. She was hot, radiating expectancy. I don't think my cock had everfelt harder.'Do you want me to make love to you that way?' She knew what I meant. Thistime her assent was more tentative, but her breath was getting shorter.'Won't it hurt?' her voice was small as she looked up at me under hereyelashes, but she met my gaze squarely and her eyes were glinting. I toldher that it might hurt at first but that I'd look after her and stop if shewanted me to.'How will your penis fit me there?' It had always been a source of pride tome that she understood my cock to be large; a testament more to herinexperience than to my endowment. In fact it's not unusually long, but itis rather thick, with somewhat oversized glans that stretch my foreskin.I told her to trust me, and that if she was relaxed all she'd feel waspleasure. She still seemed a little hesitant. I knew the struggle that shewas having: there's pleasure in shame, but breaking taboos requires adegree of emotional security. I suggested that we could go back to melicking and tonguing her, and need never go any further if she didn't wantto. She didn't answer, but kissed me passionately, pushing her tongue intomy mouth and then sucking greedily on mine when I reciprocated.We had been making love for a while, enjoying our usual routine, when Iturned her onto her front and parted her buttocks. I had always found herto be an indifferent cocksucker, but she had a great technique of massagingthe underside of my glans, and she'd brought me almost to the point oforgasm. My cock oozes an enormous quantity of pre-cum and I'd trained herto gently use it to ease back my foreskin and gently rub my frenum. My cockwas standing up against my hairy, slightly flabby tummy, as I watched hertiny, puckered anus winking at me. It was spasming in response to herself-conscious expectation. I put my mouth between her buttocks and blewsoftly. I felt her quiver ahead of me. I wasn't in the mood to tease herfor long, and so pushed my tongue firmly into her arsehole.Her sphincter resisted momentarily, pulsing against me, before openingsurprisingly easily. I put my hand under her and started gently stimulatingher wet clitoris. She groaned into the pillow and moved her legs furtherapart, allowing me further access to her silky pink interior. I pushed mytongue further inside, sensing a slight bitterness. I rubbed my cockagainst the sheets as I withdrew my tongue and started lapping at herparted anus, pushing saliva inside. I felt her tense up as I pushed afinger against her pucker, and so increased the pressure on her clitoriswith my other hand. I just held the finger against her arsehole,maintaining a firm pressure, but not forcing it inside. I felt her gasp andfelt her body spasm before I became aware that her anus was open. Shemoaned softly as I pushed my finger deeply inside her, and then moreurgently as I withdrew it and pushed in another alongside. She startedsighing softly as I gently finger fucked her. Her arse felt open and hot.My breath was ragged as I withdrew my hand from her sodden cunt and spat inmy hand. I don't think I could remember a time when I was more aroused. Myface felt aflame and my cock was jumping as I smeared it with my spit andmoved forward on my knees between her spread legs. The room felt almostunbearably hot. Time had stopped and it wasn't going to start again untilI'd fucked her up the arse, until I'd cum up there, deep inside her. I feltcompelled, driven. Looking back I doubt that anything or anyone could havestopped me.She started to move as I pulled my fingers from her anus. As I lay myselfdown on her back she lifted her head off the pillow and turned her headback to look at me. If she'd changed her mind it was way too late. Therewas hesitancy and some fear in her features as my mouth sought hers and Ibrought my hips forward, pushing my slippery cock between her buttocks. Shestarted to form a question, pulling back from our kiss as the head of mydick found her anus. I leaned to the left and pushed my hand under herloins. The sound of our heavy breathing filled my ears as my hand found hercunt and I pushed the head of my cock into her arse. Her sphincter hadclosed and I felt it spasming against my exposed glans. I felt like I wason a knife edge. I felt so close to cumming and yet knew I wouldn't, knew Icould hold off indefinitely.I felt strongly identified with her. I could sense her fear and tension,but also her strong sense of excitement. She was enjoying her feeling ofpowerlessness, of degradation, and I could identify with that. I evenwanted to feel it myself. My own feeling of power arose from my completeempathy with the extreme pleasure she was getting from her submission tome. Our bodies were still whilst our breath heaved in our chests, herspressed into the bed, mine, hairy and wet, pressed into her back. Her bodyfelt on fire.Slowly, so slowly, I felt her arsehole contracting, twitching open. I felther body relaxing slightly under me and firmly pushed my cockhead intoher. She gasped loudly; it was a shocked, sharp noise that filled theroom. She dropped her head onto the pillow, remaining braced on herelbows. Her soft brown hair fell away from her neck and I put my mouth onher bare skin. She started at the touch and groaned softly as I bit her,gently at first and then more firmly. I felt her arsehole relax and pushedthe full length of my penis inside. We both inhaled as it slid inside,taken aback by the shared intensity of the friction, bare skin sheathed inbare skin. She sank fully into the bed and I braced myself on my hands,watching as she moved her head from side to side between her slender,slightly hairy arms that encircled the pillow. Her eyes were closed. I hada desperate curiosity about the sensations she was experiencing, that shewas trying to make sense of.She became still and quiet as I started slowly fucking her; her body seemedgripped by a tense curiosity as she assessed the sensations washing overher. My dick felt tightly sheathed. I continued to fuck her, but hadstarted to become aware that maybe she wasn't enjoying it when she moved topush herself up on all fours. I got off her back to allow her to move andknelt behind her. My hand was still mindlessly fiddling with her cunt as Iconcentrated on fucking her butt, but now she roughly pushed it away. Hersupporting hand gripped the sheet fiercely as she started masturbating. Iwatched her, transfixed, as I continued to push my penis in and out of herarsehole. It looked thick and slickly wet. It felt enormous.Finally the intensity of her pleasure broke over her like a wave and shegroaned deeply and threw back her head, pushing her ample bottom backtowards me. 'Oh God. Fuck. Me.' Her voice was deep and thick. She wriggledher buttocks against my crotch and then pushed herself hard up againstme. I felt my cock penetrate a further inch further inside her rectum.'Fuck me. Fuck my arsehole.' I'd never heard her utter such obscenities.She started rocking back against me, picking up the rhythm of my fuckingand intensifying her pleasure. 'Oh Jesus. Jesus. Your dick... is...big. Fuck me.' I gripped her hips firmly and started fucking her muchharder. I marvelled at how powerfully I slammed my dick up her arse; Icouldn't believe I wasn't hurting her. The room was full of the sound of myragged breath, the slapping of her ample buttocks against my hairy thighs,and her extraordinarily filthy outbursts.Her movements were so active she paused to change hands, leaning to theother side, and pushing her left hand into her crotch. I paused toaccommodate her movement, but she bucked back against me impatiently, andtossed her head, 'Please. Don't stop. Fuck me. FUCK. ME.' She wasmasturbating more urgently now and I felt her rectum clenching my dick inhard spasms.She groaned deeply and then started crying out, incoherent pleadings thatbecame more fevered and insistent klasbahis güvenilirmi (https://sunjinchem.com/canli-bahis/klasbahis/) as she approached orgasm. I couldn't keepup with her movements and so held her hips steady as she fucked herselfback onto my thick penis. She became quieter, more concentrated as herorgasm hit, grunting between thrusts that slowed as she enjoyed thesensations inside her rectum and her cunt.Gradually she stopped moving, and then started in surprise as I startedfucking her again. Now that she'd come I fucked her purely for my pleasure,pounding her in quick short rabbit fucks, keeping most of my penis insideand drawing back an inch then jabbing back inside. She was bracing herselfon both hands, and her groans were tinged with discomfort now that theintensity of her orgasm had passed.'Did you like that, baby?' I grunted between thrusts. She nodded, hershoulders tense. I felt a flash of angry frustration. I wanted to hear hertelling me what an amazing fuck I was. I needed a reaction. I wanted tohear her struggling to accommodate my dick, crying out in pain as mymanhood assaulted her, overwhelmed her. I lay on her back as I felt theorgasm growing in my loins, and grabbed her full, swaying tits. I wasgrunting into her back like an a****l as I started cumming and made four orfive vicious long thrusts into her arsehole. She cried out from the forceof my penetration. It felt like my body had exploded.I continued to make little movements to and fro inside her as the waves ofpleasure subsided and I came back into the room. The sweat was cold andsticky between us as I came up off her back. I didn't want to take my penisout of her, but I could feel her legs on either side of mine shaking fromthe exertion, so I slowly pulled out. My cock was still achingly hard andwet with our juices. As my head cleared her anus it pulled with it a stringof cum that stretched and then slickly snapped.I looked at her distended, red arsehole, which contracted and then spasmedout a big gob of cum. Without any thought I leaned forward, and then I waslicking her slack anus, pushing my tongue inside greedily. I'd tasted myown cum before, in a moment of boredom and curiosity; I hadn't particularlyenjoyed it. I remember feeling a little sheepish when I'd thought of allthe women whose heads I'd held firm whilst lustily spunking into theirmouths. Now I couldn't get enough, and as my girlfriend collapsed onto thebed, her legs still lewdly spread, I followed her, sucking and licking ather arse, greedily overcome by compulsion and lust.I loved the fact that I'd fucked this cum inside her; I loved the fact thather arse lips were now red and distended where they'd previously beentightly puckered and virginally pink. I felt the heat rising in my bodyagain, felt my penis stiffening, which hadn't fully softened since I'dpulled it, vivid and throbbing, from her rectum. Quickly I moved over herbody and lay on her back. I think she'd drifted off into a post-orgasmicdaze, dully enjoying the sensations she was getting from my felching of herarsehole. When she felt me pressing my penis into her buttocks she startedto turn in alarm. 'What are you doing?' The end of her sentence was bittenoff in a grunt of surprise that turned into a longer cry of pleasure as Isank my cock back into her arsehole in one long, firm, thrust.I could taste my own cum and her butthole in my mouth as I grabbed her hipsand started long, steady thrusts in and out of her sloppy, hot rectum. Shemoved up, bracing herself on her elbows, and dropped her forehead back ontothe pillow. 'Oh god. Oh god' Her last syllable became an urgent, almostconfused moan of pleasure. Again I had a sense of her bewilderment. She wastrying to reconcile her intense pleasure with previous understandings shehad of buggery, of taking it up the arse. 'You. Bastard.' She moaned intothe pillow, pushing her arse back up onto my thick invading cock.'Oh yeah?' I pushed in rather hard.She lifted her head off the pillow, 'You cunt.'My breath came faster. 'You love it, you fucking slut. Tell me you how muchyou love it.'I should have felt like some pathetic caricature of a porn star, butactually I felt powerful, and unbelievably aroused. My face was on fire, myvoice thick with desire and the thrill of dominating her with my cock,turning her into an object of my lust. I lay down on her back, hooking myarms under her armpits and grabbing her shoulders. My mouth was in the hairnear her ear. I could still taste our sex on my lips, on my tongue. Thesmell of her arse and my sperm filled my nostrils.'You love it, bitch.' I slammed into her arse. She was keeping up a steadystream of deep groans now, punctuated by little surprised gasps when Isnapped by dick up her especially hard. My whole being was attuned to thefucking. I was obsessed with the image of her bruised arse lips turning inand out, stretched around my cock. I felt her wanton, abandonedexcitement. There was a slackness in her limbs that told of her releaseinto subjugation and pleasure and it heightened my enjoyment. I wasbuggering her and she was loving it. I was fucking her arse, the scent andtaste of which was almost overwhelming me; her rectum was sloppy with mysperm, sperm that I could taste on my tongue. I could feel the juicinessinside her. Our fucking filled the room with lewd sounds: the slapping ofbuttocks and hairy thighs, my ragged breath, and her moans and cries, andunderneath those the most intimate of all: an oozy, wet sucking as stickyskin parted sticky skin. She farted as I withdrew my cock; I don't thinkshe even noticed, so deeply was she abandoned to her submissive pleasure.'You randy bastard!' My friend Tom and I were sat in his living roomsipping our third beer. 'Did you manage to cum again?''Like a steam train. I reckon it was one of the most powerful orgasms I'veever had. I thought I was going to fuck her to death.' Tom and I had gottogether for one of our matey nights - a case of Budvar and a Europeanqualifying match.'A little bit too much info, thanks! What was her reaction when you werefinished? Did she give you hell?' His tone was sympathetic to the effect ofmy excesses.'God no! I think she was a bit stunned - more by her own response thanmine. But no, she just wanted to be cuddled. We ended up having a lovelysoak in the bath together.''Fucking hell!' Tom exclaimed. 'Sounds like you've unleashed a realsubmissive streak in her. Lucky you!' We laughed together. We had manytimes discussed Tom's difficulties in getting his sexual partners toacknowledge that what they wanted was a good fucking.'bloody gay boys can be so fucking uptight about taking it up thearse. That's really what they want, but we have to play all these bloodysilly games of pretending that we're all essentially versatile.''Have you really never let one of your boyfriends fuck you?' I knew thatTom was what I think is referred to as a top.'Oh god yes! From time to time it's the only way I can get them to give itup.' He took a slug of beer. 'And I guess sometimes I do get the urge tosling my legs over some lucky sod's shoulders and ask for a goodrogering. Sometimes it's the only thing that hits the spot.' He laughed.'Really? I thought you were strictly Mr. Butch between the sheets, you oldtart!''Oh darling! Don't pigeonhole me!' He slipped into uncharacteristiccampery, and then carried on in his normal deep voice, 'Most of the timeit's not what I need, but there's no getting away from the fact that havinga cock up your arse rubbing your prostate and stimulating the nerve endingsin your arse whilst you come is one of life's greatest pleasures.' Hisvoice took on a more parodic tone as he finished his manifesto.'Jesus, you're so fucking evangelical about the great queer cause!' Helaughed with me. 'Is it really that good or is that just gay propaganda?''Oh come on Tim! You've only just finished telling me how bloody gratefulEmma was when you buggered her stupid! And women don't even have aprostate, which, believe me, makes all the difference.''Yeah, I know all about the fucking prostate, thanks.' I was getting a bitirritated. 'I'm not that uptight!''Hey! Steady on!' Tom's placation was cut short by the buzzer for the frontdoor. He got up and picked up the entry phone, said somethingunintelligible and buzzed in whoever it was. 'Jude's here.' He said as hesat down and picked up his beer.I groaned under my breath. Jude was Tom's current boyfriend. I found himdifficult to relate to. Tom had been my closest friend since we'd beenroommates at university. I liked to think that I wasn't in the last bithomophobic, but Jude wasn't my kind of man. Not that he was too queeny - Ienjoyed the company of some of Tom's screamingly camp friends. Jude seemedto find it impossible to have a conversation with me without flirtingoutrageously, which I didn't strictly mind, but he always took it too far,to a point where it felt uncomfortable for me. I think that this was hisintention, and that's why I found it difficult to get on with him. I hadvowed to myself that I would make an effort for Tom's sake, but had beentrying to keep my contact with Jude to a minimum. Tom did seem ratherbesotted with him. I was reminded why when the man himself burst throughthe front door.'Hello darling!' Tom had got up to greet him, and was rewarded with a deepkiss, which Jude broke when he saw me sat on the couch. 'Tim! God you'relooking gorgeous! Come and say hello properly and stop being so butch andreserved!'Reluctantly I got to my feet and was immediately embraced in Jude's tightlymuscled arms that bulged through his immaculate suit. I was enveloped inhis cologne. It smelled woody and spicy and very expensive. He wasn't tall,but worked out rather compulsively, and so had developed a tight, muscularphysique. His hair was always boyishly tousled, and his face was just thepretty side of handsome: cheeky and charming rather than plastic andhawkish. He grinned at me and then kissed me on the lips. I was struck bythe contrast between his smooth, moisturised skin, and the hint of beardgrowth that surrounded his mouth. I pulled away and sat down. Judeimmediately bounced over to where Tom was sat and settled in his lap,throwing his arm round his boyfriend's neck. Tom looked like a hungry catabout to swallow the canary. Jude worked on the stock market - he was abroker for one of the big banks, I could never remember which one. He'djust been celebrating a promotion with friends from work and was clearlyrather drunker than we were. Whatever pleasurable expectations I had forthe rest of the evening started ebbing away as Jude started filling Tom inon his news. Tom caught my eye over Jude's shoulder and mugged anapology. I smiled and shrugged. Tom knew that I was now there undersufferance. However, Jude's exuberance clearly wasn't wasted on Tom, whohad finished his beer. I was just about to make my escape to the kitchen toget us some more, when Jude jumped up.'Look at me being so rude. Tim, I'm so sorry to have crashed into yourboy's night in. I've been selfish and boring, going on about workthings. Let me get you another drink, and when you've told me all about youand Emma I'll bugger off into the other room and leave you boys to it.' Hismanner was so open and abashed that my tension was instantly soothed by thewarmth of his charm. I blushed and dropped my gaze.'Excellent. I'll get you boys a drink and then when I come back you cantell me what you've been talking about.' He called over his shoulder as heleft the room. Tom's kitchen was a galley adjoining the living room, thelength of which was a long breakfast bar that formed one side of the roomwe were sat in. We could see Jude reappear on the other side of thecounter, moving about collecting bottles.'Oh I've just been trying to get Tim to understand the pleasures of beingfucked up the bum!' Tom called out, grinning at me like a lewd schoolboy. Ifelt my face flush hot with embarrassment as Jude came back into the room.'Well, what the hell would you know about that?!' Jude scolded as he satnext to me on the couch. He turned to me conspiratorially, 'Honestly Tim,any time I try and get anywhere near his arse he turns into a Jane Austenheroine and gets all frigid and boring!'Tom attempted to splutter out a retort, but Jude had an audience. 'Mindyou, not that it's that often that I get the urge to poke around in hisnether regions - who am I k**ding? I'm a bitch on the streets AND in thesheets!' He giggled, his eyes sparkling mischievously. He pushed a lock ofhis floppy hair back off his forehead, 'Mind you, I understand that beingon the bottom's very good for the wrinkles - I guess you've got gravityworking for you!' We all laughed. It was difficult not to be overwhelmed byhis good mood.Jude was the perfect host for the next hour or so as he regaled us withhair-raising tales of near financial disaster and the weird habits of hisboss, whose desk was always organised in a complex series of geometricalsymmetries. He was good company, jovial and thoughtful. I was starting torevise my opinion of him, especially as he hadn't attempted to sexuallyembarrass me.Eventually I couldn't ignore my protesting bladder any more, and made myexcuses as I staggered, rather more drunkenly than I'd expected, towardsthe hallway. Tom's bathroom was a shrine to the god of gayconsumption. Emma's collection of potions and bottles was insignificant bycomparison. I stood over the toilet bowl and fished out my cock. I wasstarting to get a piss hard on and admired myself in the huge mirror facingme. I watched as a fat, noisy stream of piss started to klasbahis yeni giriş (https://sunjinchem.com/canli-bahis/klasbahis/) fall into thewater. The relief was blissful. As the stream dried up, I skinned myheavily wrinkled foreskin a few times to shake off the last drops. Hoodingand unhooding my glans felt good and I watched the movement in the mirror.My thoughts returned to Emma. I marvelled once again at her immensepleasure at being buggered. My dick was stiffening in my hand and I wassuddenly taken with the urge to cum. I glanced at the pile of magazines bythe toilet, seeking some masturbatory stimulation. Looking down I did amental forehead slap. Girlie magazines in a gay man's bathroom? I leaneddown and leafed through the glossies invitingly piled next to thetoilet. There were the usual lifestyle and shopping mags, interspersed withpublications on yoga and alternative therapy. Lower down the pile gaudyflesh tones caught my eye.I pulled out a magazine adorned with a lewd representation of a skin headbeing fucked by a hairy man wearing a leather harness. It's title was 'AnalPlunge'. I felt an unexpected flash of curiosity and excitement. I sat downon the toilet and leafed through the pages. One image caught myattention. In it two men were looking toward the camera, one in front ofthe other. The man in front was leaning forward, supporting himself againsta door jam on the left. The man behind was gripping the other'sshoulder. From the expression on his face it looked like he was giving theguy in front a good fucking. I started skinning my cock morepurposefully. His face was serious, his mouth drawn back in a grimace ofexertion. But it was the face of the man getting fucked that really caughtmy attention. His head was completely shaved, and his torso and arms wereheavily muscled. His expression was one of pure ecstasy. His mouth wasslack, his eyes were partially closed and glazed. His forehead was coveredwith a sheen of sweat. Between his spread thighs his shiny circumcised cockpointed upwards, sticking into his belly. I couldn't image a man enjoyingbeing fucked so much that he'd still maintain a hard-on.I suddenly regained awareness of where I was and what I was doing. And whatI was looking at. I stood up, and stuffed my stiff dick back into my pantsas a wave of revulsion passed over me. My curiosity about anal sex wasgetting ridiculous. I tucked 'Anal Plunge' back into the pile andvigorously washed my hands, rubbing their rough wetness over my face. Iopened the bathroom door and stepped out into the dimly lit hall. Iimmediately heard a soft giggle. I felt the hairs on the back of my headstand up. Now there was a soft murmuring. I recognised the intimate tone ofthe voices. I walked down the corridor; ahead, the living room door wasopen, to the left the kitchen door was slightly ajar, and a harsh band oflight was emerging through the crack. I couldn't see them in the livingroom, so pushed the kitchen door open.Jude was leaning against the breakfast bar, facing into the living room. Hewas bracing himself on his folded elbows. His face was turned away from thedoor. His trousers and underwear were puddled round his ankles, his shirtpushed up his back. His tie was still in place at his neck. Tom stoodbehind him. His buttocks, clenched as they pumped back and forth, lookedincredibly hairy. His eyes were closed, and his head was thrown back. Hewas softly grunting as he urgently pumped. A bottle of olive oil stood onthe breakfast bar next to Jude, its top lewdly tossed to one side. Theywere clearly in a hurry. Jude sighed from the back of his throat andshifted his hips. Tom's penis suddenly appeared and slapped against Jude'sbum. I was shocked by the sight of it. It was enormous. Crude jokes aboutbaby's arms flashed through my mind. We'd shared a room for a year, inwhich I'd never seen his cock. We'd got changed together many times at thegymn or at the rugby club, but I couldn't recall ever having seen his cockbefore, and certainly not in its current, engorged state. It lookedfrightening, the kind of thing you see in seventies porn flicks. I'd neverseen another man's erect penis for real before. I felt a stab of jealousy,maybe curiosity, possibly apprehension.'Shit' Tom whispered, fumbling between their bodies to get his cock backin. He was so intent he didn't see me; I was in shadow just outside thedoorway. Jude shifted, impatient with his boyfriend's ineptitude. He stuckone of his hands under his crotch to guide the huge penis back inside him.'Higher,' Jude whispered. Tom's dick looked oily. It started todisappear. 'Oh god.' Jude's moan was deep and throaty. 'Yeah. Fuck me baby,I'm nearly there.' Tom was pounding like an air hammer.I stood back from the doorway. My face felt hot. My heart was racing. Whatwas I doing watching my best friend having sex? What were they doing havingsex in the kitchen whilst I was there? I wished that I'd stayed in thebathroom, that I'd jacked off. My dick felt like a rod in my pants. I couldfeel it jumping, and I was aware of the dampness in my underwear as itleaked pre-cum. I shouldn't be watching them. They shouldn't be doingit. This was gay sex, live and uncensored. It was insulting to myheterosexuality. And yet I was struck by the manliness of what I'dseen. This was gay men stripped down, literally; no camping around, nofancy skin creams and designer accessories, just raw, naked fucking. Ididn't want to question why, but I was, I realised, highly aroused by whatI'd seen. My hand was mindlessly rubbing the bulge in my pants. I openedthe button and drew down the zip. I pulled out my cock and started skinningit back and forth again. I stepped back into the doorway and pushed thedoor open.The door creaked, and Tom and Jude looked towards me. Jude's face brokeinto a grin. Tom didn't break his stroke, but grunted, between thrusts,'Shit, Tim, I'm so sorry. We thought we'd be through by the time you weredone in the toilet.''He takes forever... when... he's tanked.' Jude was barely intelligible,snatching out breathless syllables between gasps. His face was obscenelyslack, his eyes rolling back in his head. He was clearly completely trippedout. I wasn't surprised with that massive penis up him.'Be. Done. In. A. Minute.' Tom's thrusts were savage.I stood transfixed to the spot. I couldn't move. I couldn't speak. Icouldn't stop jacking my aching cock. I didn't know what the hell I wasdoing.Jude beckoned me towards him. 'Don't play... lonely, Tim,' he grunted.Jude started turning away from the counter towards me. I saw his cock,stuck up against his hairless belly. Tom had to stop his thrusting toaccommodate his boyfriend's movement. Jude beckoned again. I steppedforward. Then again. Jude leaned into my crotch and took my penis into hismouth. He washed his tongue round the head, and then took it out and lookedat it. 'Nice cock, Tim.' He smiled at me, and then grimaced as Tom resumedhis thrusting. Jude put my cock back in his mouth and then swallowed it. Ifelt it enter the ring at the back of his throat and groaned loudly. Mycock hadn't been sucked like this for a long time. I started fucking Jude'smouth, abandoning myself to the sensation of it. I could feel his anxiousbreath in my crotch, the occasional roughness of his movements as he gotbrutally buffeted from behind. Jude's hands were firmly embedded in mywaist as he tried to maintain some stability. From the look on Tom's facehe wasn't far from orgasm. I was rather stunned by the vigour of hisfucking. I couldn't imagine how Jude could take it.I felt Jude opening the top of my trousers, easing them down over mybuttocks and towards my knees. He withdrew my cock from his mouth andturned me round. I seemed to have lost all self will. I was meek in hishands. He bent me forward slightly. When I realised what his intention wasI reached behind me and parted my buttocks. As I felt his breath in mycrack a shiver went up my spine. The soft wetness of his tongue feltobscene and delicious. As he pushed into my hole I shivered again, and thenrelaxed onto the warm sensations. Nobody had rimmed me before. I'd beggedmy last girlfriend to return me the favour for all the times I'd spenttonguing her arse, but she'd been revolted by the idea. I now realised howselfish she'd been. I felt like I was melting; warm sensations werespreading out from my anus. At the same time I couldn't stop myselfwriggling to try and get Jude's tongue deeper up my gut.Behind me Tom appeared to be having a loud and violent orgasm. It occurredto me that he must have got a great view of my hairy crack. I should havebeen embarrassed: this was my best friend. Tonight we'd seen each othernaked; I'd seen him fucking the brains out of his boyfriend. And here I wasjoining them; here I was pushing my open arsehole into the mouth of my bestfriend's boyfriend. I was straight, for god's sake. This should feelunnatural. My masculinity should be threatened. I knew that I didn't fancyeither of them. But Tom and I had been close for over fifteen years; we'dshared most of the significant moments of each other's lives. I might notfancy men, but I knew that of their type, Tom and Jude were hot. Tom wastall and broad and hairy - he'd never lost the physique he developedplaying rugby throughout school and university. He'd lost most of his hairthough, but sensibly had shaved the rest. He always seemed to have severaldays of beard growth.I wasn't a bigot. Tom told me he was gay soon after we were first assignedto the same room in freshers' week. I had found him inspirational. He was aman's man - a rugger player, for god's sake. I'd never known him apologisefor his sexuality, and I'd seen him embarrass and face down anyone whoattempted to make him feel ashamed. He was smart and sensitive. He knew howto handle himself. And I also knew he enjoyed painting his toe nails, andlanguishing in bubble baths with candles and champagne. I respected him, Iprobably loved him - god knows I had a lot more cause to love him than mostmembers of my family - he was more like a brother to me than my own fleshand blood.I knew then, and know now, that I'm a straight man - I desire women. Idefine my sexuality in how I negotiate the lust I have for women, mycuriosity about them, and my need to exert sexual authority overthem. However, I also had to acknowledge how curious I was about analsex. If I'm honest it's my favourite kind of sexual play with women. My ownarse has been a primary source of sexual pleasure to me since I first stuckmy fingers up there. I felt warm and secure with Tom: this was a safeenvironment for me to explore. I was still apprehensive, though. I didn'tknow how far I wanted to go. I didn't want to do anything that wouldthreaten my relationship with Tom. I didn't know what they might expect ofme.I felt Jude pull away from my arse. I straightened up and turnedaround. Tom was withdrawing his cock and stepping back from Jude. It wasclear that Jude hadn't come. His penis was still stuck up against hisbelly. I couldn't help staring at Tom's dick. It looked red and angry,slick with juices and oil. It was no longer sticking up, but it was tillobscenely long and thick.'Let's go and get more comfortable, Tim. I haven't finished licking yourlovely bottom yet.' Jude's face was still flushed, but his eyes had clearedsomewhat. He'd moved towards the door and was holding out his hand. He wassmiling at me with such warmth that I smiled back. But I felt hesitant, andlooked over to Tom, who was trying to wipe the stickiness from his crotchand thighs with a tea towel. He looked up and caught my eye.'Don't feel uncomfortable, Tim. We know who we are. You're my bestfriend. Let's just enjoy this evening for what it is - and next week Ipromise that we will get to actually watch the match!' Tom flicked thetowel at me and laughed.I grinned. 'Fuck you matey. I want Jude's tongue back up my arse!'I trotted down the hall after Jude towards Tom's bedroom, and jumped on thebed. By the time Tom had followed us, I was on my back with my cock downJude's throat. My friend closed the door and sat in the leather armchair inthe corner. I marvelled at Jude's technique: he'd brought me back to fullhardness almost immediately, sucking hard on my penis and opening the backof his throat until I could feel his lips in my bush. Tom was laid back inthe chair with his legs widely spread. The monster hung down between hislegs, lewdly pushed forward by his ball sack. He had his eyes halfclosed. When Jude sensed that he'd got me back into a zone of highexcitement I felt him come up off my dick. I lifted my buttocks off thebed, pushing hard with my feet into the mattress. I rested my thighs on hisshoulders. My breath was ragged as I waited for his tongue to penetrate me.This time I was much more relaxed and I felt the squirming wetness of himfurther inside me. I groaned and spread my legs further. I heard theleather chair creak and saw Tom moving out of the corner of my eye. I felthim push some pillows under my buttocks. 'Why not get more comfortable,boys?' His voice had a smile in it. I relaxed myself down onto the pillows,and closed my eyes. My cock felt very hard and very hot, but I didn't wantto touch it. I didn't want to confuse the sensations I was getting from myarse; I didn't want them swamped by the familiar intensity of having awank. I felt slack, loose, slutty. I think that for a moment I understoodwhat a woman feels like when she opens herself up for a man. The wantonneed to be filled with someone else's desire. I brought my hands up to mynipples and started flicking them with the edge of my thumbs. klasbahis giriş (https://sunjinchem.com/canli-bahis/klasbahis/) Theyinstantly turned into hard points of gooey electricity that connected withmy arsehole. I could feel myself becoming a liquid pool of excitement. Mybreath was coming in long groans.I felt Jude pull away from my arse and opened my eyes. Tom was stood nextto the bed slathering lubricant from a large bottle with a pump dispenseronto Jude's cock. Jude was perched on his knees between my widely spreadlegs. My arsehole was tilted up towards him. Jude was looking directly intomy eyes. His gaze was hard and purposeful. We both knew what I wanted.Tom removed his hand and I felt Jude position himself further into mybody. He pulled my legs up onto his shoulders. I let my head fall back ontothe bed and closed my eyes. My fingers were rolling my nipples. The roomfelt very still and warm.Jude's cock felt odd at my opening; a curious, rather perplexing, sensationof softness and firmness. My arse lips were open and he lodged his penisbetween them, up against my sphincter. I felt him press forward and felthis glans enter me. I heard myself gasp with surprise. It was a curiousfeeling to be penetrated and not have any awareness of the mechanicalresponses of my body. This felt so much more natural than fingeringmyself. I felt Jude move his body weight forward, felt his hands press intothe bed by my waist. There was an exquisitely obscene feeling of frictionin my rectum as he slid his penis fully inside me. I had an urge to shit,which felt wonderful, and cried out against it, rolling my head on thepillow.'There you go.' Jude sighed as he fitted his crotch up against me. Hisvoice sounded generous, and had a tone of accomplishment. I felt my anuscontracting on the shaft of his penis. He kept still inside me. His breathabove me was strong but steady. I could feel him watching for myreactions. I felt my arsehole fully relax and felt his penis shift; it slidfurther inside and we both groaned from the contact. The sensations insidemy rectum were intensifying and it felt intolerable, uncontrollable. I feltstuffed. I wanted to piss, shit, come. I felt an urgent need to move. Iground myself back up against Jude's cock and cried out as I felt hisstiffness moving inside me, grating against my prostate. I felt warm andslack, and wonderfully expectant. Jude started fucking me and my arse letout a series of farts. I felt dirty, obscene. I was being fucked up thearse and loving it. My body was responding uncontrollably; I was groaningloudly, revelling in the feelings of subjugation rolling over me.I felt the bed sag and was aware of Tom coming up behind me. He lifted myshoulders and put his legs on either side of my body. Jude and Tom liftedme so that I was resting on Tom's chest between his legs. I felt hot andsweaty against his cool, firm hairiness. Jude lifted my legs higher ontohis shoulders and fucked me faster. Tom folded his arms across my chest andheld me tightly to him. 'How ya doing, soldier?''Oh god Tom. I love it.' I was gasping continuously now. My face felt slackand I was aware that I was muttering incoherent pleadings, obscenities. Tomkissed the top of my head and started playing with my nipples. I feltenveloped by their maleness, warm and c***d-like. I became aware that Judewas about to cum; his thrusts were more urgent, his breath was coming insharper bursts. The pleasure washing over me had kind of plateaued; I feltalmost overwhelmed by what was happening up my arse, but orgasm eludedme. It was disorientating to find myself in the grip of such intenselypleasurable, but unfamiliar, feelings. I didn't know how to focus mysensations towards orgasm. I felt myself awash with a cold sweat offrustration.Jude violently fucked his cock up my arse and held his body rigid as hecame inside me. He was grunting like a pig; his eyes were tightly closedand his floppy hair was stuck to his forehead in ratty tendrils. I smiledup at him as he relaxed. Tom reached across my torso and caressed hisboyfriend's arm.'Are you okay Tim?' Jude looked exhausted, but concerned. I smiled up athim and squeezed his softening cock in my bum.'I feel wonderful. I don't want you to take your cock out of me, but Idon't think I'm much good at being fucked. I don't know how to cum with acock up me.' Tom squeezed me tight as the two men laughed. A look passedbetween them as Jude shifted his body and his dick slipped out of me.Jude grinned, 'Oh, I think we have the technology!'Tom pulled me back up towards him. I could feel Jude's cum oozing out of myhole as I sat upright. I could feel Tom's cock pressing into my back as hereached down my rounded belly and grasped my stiff dick. I groaned as hegently skinned it a few times, but I felt rather disappointed. It felt likea let down to have him jack me off, good as his big hand felt wrappedaround my thick meat.I felt Tom's breath in my ear, 'Have you had enough fucking for one night,mate?' My chest contracted in excitement and fear. I knew what he wassuggesting. I put my hand on his thigh, registering surprise at itsunfamiliar hardness and coarse hairiness.'You must be joking.''You don't want me to be joking, Tim. You haven't gone this far not to wantto see what I'll feel like inside you. I'll take care of you. I know whatyou've wanted.'I felt him pressing me forward. I drew my legs up and sat up on mycalves. I felt the sheets chafing my oozing arsehole. Tom let go of my cockas I moved forward onto my knees and supported myself on my hands. I archedmy back and presented my bottom to him and waited.Tom's glans felt rude and blunt in my crack. He rubbed his dick up and downa few times, coating himself in the fluids. There was a strong smell of cumand lubricant and my arse in the room. It felt coarse and dirty and veryexciting. My hole contracted violently around his penis as he started toinsert himself. I was shocked by how wide he felt; how much wider he wasthan Jude. I felt a sharp, quick stab of shame that I had been fucked inthe arse by two men. He pushed a bit harder and I felt a searing, awfulpain slice up through my insides. I cried out in pain and felt himimmediately withdraw. I brought my knees up to my chest and lay my head onthe bed. Tom was stroking my back and making soothing noises behind me, butI could feel his determination. I felt rather shocked by the pain insideme, but at the same time very excited by his will to have me. Jude sat onthe bed next to me and pulled me up to him. He smoothed away my tears withhis thumb and then bent down to my shrivelled cock.His mouth felt warm and comforting, and I immediately forgot the pain as mypenis stiffened in his mouth. I felt a surge of lust and pushed myselfroughly into his throat. He lay on his tummy with his head between mythighs and I bent down towards his pert buttocks, pushing my arse backtowards Tom. This time the head went straight in. My cock throbbed inJude's mouth and I felt the same exquisite friction as before, as Tom'sshaft slid into my rectum. It felt enormous, but I felt loose and veryaroused.'Oh shit. Fuck.' I pushed back against him, feeling another inch or so pushinto me. 'Jesus. Jesus.' Jude was having a hard time staying on my dick, sohe slid out from under me and stood next to the bed watching us. His cockwas hard again and he started slowly masturbating.'Jesus Tom, how big is your dick?''You haven't got it all yet, mate.' His voice was thick with excitement. Ireached behind my balls to my arsehole. I could feel it tightly puckeredaround his penis, which felt hot and hard. I could put my hand around theshaft that stuck out from my body. I felt a deep momentum building aroundthe sensations in my arse. I wriggled on his cock. I felt gorged,slutty. My face was wet with sweat. I felt hot. My heart was thumping in mychest. Behind me I felt Tom's great excitement, and realised that this wastaboo for him too: here he was with his dick inside his best friend. AgainI felt overwhelmed with sensations; I wanted to shit and the obscenity ofit was thrilling. I rotated my bottom on his penis and groaned loudly atthe sensations the friction inside me caused. Tom pulled back an inch or soand I farted wetly. He pushed back in and I felt another long slidingsensation in my rectum. I dropped my head onto the bed and spread my legsfurther, pushing my bum back towards him.'Please Tom.'He started moving behind me, sliding his penis slowly out and then slowlyin. He was letting me feel almost the full length of his huge cock shaftingme. I rocked against his slow rhythm for a while, with my head turned toone side, enjoying the peacefulness of being taken so completely. My cockwas rock hard, rubbing against the sheets. They felt damp under me. Iturned to look at Jude. He was masturbating vigorously.'Fuck him, Tom. Fuck his arsehole.' He was looking at me. Looking at meenjoying his boyfriend's donkey dick up my bum. I felt dirty and horny anddesirable under his gaze. I moved up on to my hands and started bracingmyself firmly against Tom's thrusts. He responded by humping me harder. Igrunted as his cock penetrated me very deeply. Tom was groaning loudly nowas his thighs slapped against my buttocks and the full length of his peniswas fucked in and out of my rectum.'God you love that dick up you, don't you? It feels so big, doesn't it?'Jude and I were staring hard at each other. I grabbed my cock.'Do. You. Like. It?' Tom grunted between thrusts.'Tell him you love it. He likes to hear us enjoy him.' Jude and I had madea connection. His empathy with my passivity, with my subjugation to hisboyfriend, increased my pleasure.'Fuck me harder.' I moaned at Jude. Tom pounded me violently, then pulledhis dick out completely. I gasped in surprise and shock as the intensity ofsensation suddenly stopped.I groaned gratefully as he pushed the full length of it back into me. 'Ohgod. Yes. Please. Fuck me.''I can never get enough of it. I love it inside me.' Jude was in a reverie,his hand a blur on his dick.'Please. Please. Fuck. Me''Fuck yes, fuck him. Take it. How does it feel, Tom?'I broke eye contact with Jude as I felt a rush of pleasure overwhelm me. Iwas panting like a dog, grunting and begging meaninglessly. I ground mycock into my hand, savagely humping back onto Tom's penis. I felt a pause,a sense of weightlessness, and then the orgasm hit me. I felt warm spunkpumping into my hand, and my arsehole spasming violently around Tom's thickshaft. His hands dug into my hips painfully and he slammed himself intome. He was making dirty, grunting sounds into my back. Tom sat back on hishaunches and pulled me up and back onto his lap and I wriggled down ontohis stiffness, feeling it moving inside me as I ground the last few momentsout of my orgasm. Jude knelt on the side of the bed and I turned to facehim as the first warm jet of his sperm hit my face and instantly cooledthere.'Oh. Oh. Oh. Oh. Oh. Fuuuuuck.' Tom was jamming me down onto his penis andholding me tightly back against his chest. His cock felt bigger than ever,but I felt warm and slack. As his orgasm ebbed I made gentle pushingmovements on his shaft, like I was taking a shit, and was rewarded with thesound of his little exhausted gasps into my back. Jude climbed back on thebed in front of me and put his hands on my shoulders. I curled my armsaround his and rested my hands on his slim, hard biceps. We smiled at eachother, exhausted. Tom and I moved against each other and I felt his penismoving inside me; it was less hard. I was suffused with feelings of warmintimacy. It felt very satisfying to have Tom's penis inside me; I feltnurtured and cared for. I could feel moistness in my crack against hiscrotch, and imagined the two loads of cum in my rectum.'I don't want to disturb you, Tim, but I need to piss desperately.' Tomstarted to shift behind me.Tim held me fast and looked past me to Tom. 'Don't you think Tim wouldenjoy a lovely soothing piss enema?'Tom's wide firm hands moved down to my belly and stroked me gently. 'Do youthink he could take it? There's a lot.''He took your cock, didn't' he.' I loved the way they were speaking pastme, exchanging me between them like a possession, a token. I felt owned andcared for. I was deeply excited by the idea of Tom pissing up my arse.'Tim, don't grip my cock too hard.' His hands on my belly were light; Itried to keep my anus relaxed: not difficult when you've been fucked stupidby a penis as large as Tom's. Gradually I felt pressure building in myrectum as the piss stream started, and then as Tom let go, there was awonderful feeling of fullness. Tom exhaled, enjoying his exquisiterelease. I looked down at my tummy and saw it expanding at is filled withTom's beer piss. Tom's hands cherished me, caressing my hairy stomach.'There you go.' Tom sighed as the stream inside me stopped.I was stunned by the warmth and fullness inside me. My cock started tostiffen at the sensation and I groaned deep in my throat, rolling my headback against Tom. Jude moved his hands down to my nipples and rolled themfirmly in his fingers. I gasped at his touch and a wave of ecstasy brokethrough me. I looked down at my erect cock in amazement as another load ofcum oozed out of my piss slit. My cock was jumping, untouched, but theorgasm was unlike any I'd previously experienced. Instead of jetting out,the cum was slickly pulsing on my cock head. The sensations were all insideme. My arsehole was contracting rhythmically on Tom's cock. I knew Iwouldn't be able to hold his piss inside me for long, but I didn't want tomove. I wanted to stay in Tom's arms. I wanted to keep his penis inside mewhile I made sense of what I was feeling. I didn't want it to end. I feltlike something amazing had happened to me. I thought of Emma, and how she'drecently experienced a similar awakening as I'd fucked her arse. I felt arush of warmth towards her. I wanted to share my experience with her.