The power of Men
I am thoroughly bisexual. I did not really realize how much so until I met Drew. He was my first fuck buddy. We met a couple of times a month over the course of about three years. He was gay and lived with his boyfriend. Their sex life was mundane and Drew needed more. I was, and am, married. Our sex life ranged from OK to occasionally sizzling. I have an insatiable appetite for eating pussy. Still do. And my wife really enjoys being eaten out. I especially love to eat pussy after I have pumped it full of jizz. Occasionally, we veered into poppers and fucking my ass with a dildo. Even still, I knew that a wet pussy was insufficient.
Drew and I met online in a chatroom. From the first time we kissed, our time together was sexually electrifying. I would say we were both slightly better than average in appearance. We were both in fairly decent shape. However, Drew had a magnificent cock which immediately made my testosterone level skyrocket. It was truly 8" and medium thick. It was intimidating in size and took several encounters for me to learn how to relax enough to swallow it. I eventually overcame gagging on it. I still have dreams about receiving its full length down my throat. During one of our encounters I did not even get undressed. I simply came in and swallowed him all the way down and worked him until he exploded; and then I leftÑwithout saying a word.
As we became familiar with what made each other grunt and moan, a few things became apparent. We became a good match because we each appreciated how hot it was to give another man pleasure. Our give and take was really well balanced. It was hotter than fuck to work him until he was on the edge of cumming, and then backing off. He did the same. This really extended the time of our average fuck sessions. I would say we often went at it for at least an hour before one of us could not take it anymore.
He had an insatiable appetite for eating out my ass. He also loved it when I sucked on his toes. He asked me to do it once. He was on his back. I straddled his legs and worked on his toes. Our cocks were grinding together. The more I worked his toes with my mouth, the more precum oozed out of him. He told me he felt like he had ten small cocks and I worked each one the same way I worked his shaft.
We also both LOVED ass play. We would spend extended amounts of time working our fingers and toys into each other. One thing we especially like to do was to lay on our sides and 69 while probing each other. First one finger. Then two. Then three. Sometimes four. I am about 6". Medium thick. He told me that he loved sucking me because he could never get past gagging, but, he could take me all the way in and he loved the feeling of my cock in his throat. That was one of the way we would edge each other. When it got too hot it was back to extended making out. Sometimes kissing was so passionate and aggressive that we called it "mouth fucking." Drew also reintroduced me to poppers. I had played with them a few times with other people but had never used them to any great extent.
From our first encounter, we almost always ended up with me penetrating him. By the time we opened up eachother, I slid into him without much resistance. I had never been fucked by a man before I met Drew. By the time I fucked him that first time we had gone at it so hard that we were covered in sweat. I am 6-3. He was 6-1. I could not believe the extraordinary power and strength that I encountered that first time I fucked him.
For the first year, I always fucked him. While we fucked in all kinds of positions, we often ended up with me on my back, and him straddling me with my cock up his ass. I loved fucking him and watching him stroke his horse cock. I love it when he sprayed me with his cum.
As much as I loved our ass play, and as much I loved getting dildo fucked, I was afraid that I would never be able to handle the size of his cock. We tried a couple times, but, it immediately sent bolts of pain through me.
One day, I was laying on top of him as we ground our hardness together and made out. He either knew somehow that I wanted to get fucked, but, was afraidÑor he simply wanted to fuck me. Our cocks were coated in precum. He slid his up between my thighs. I squeezed my legs together as he slowly jacked his cock off. He was long enough that the head of his cock was brushing my hole and teasing it.
Without asking, he pushed me up into a crouched position and put the head of his cock at the opening of my ass. Very slowly he started pushing in. I did not stop him initially. But, like before, as he started to spread my tightness, it hurt and I pulled off. He reached over and grabbed the lube and slathered his cock and my hole with it. Then he put it back at my opening and slowly started to penetrate me again. It went further before I had to pull off. Then he reached over and grabbed the bottle of poppers. He held it up to my nose so I could inhale. After I did it, he said, take another. And then another. My head was spinning. This time he made it about half way in before I pulled off.
At that point I think he was getting pissed at my cowardice. We re-lubed and re-poppered. He told me to look deep into his eyes. He told me that this time he would not let me pull off. He told me that I could either try to relax, and that he would go as slowly as it took. But he would not let me pull out. He also said that if I did not relax, he was going to fuck me anyways. And that it would hurt. And that he did not care, because, either way he was going to fuck me. He told me to keep looking into his eyes. As he did he slowly started to work his rock-hard shaft into my hole. A little bit--then wait. A little more--then wait. Each time, I did not think I could take more. But, I did. He must have been about half way in, and then he thrusted all the way in with one push. It took my breath away. He told me to breathe deep and relax and I would experience things I never had before. He was right.
Soon my hole relaxed enough that he could start to move in and out. At this point I was still sitting on top of him and I started meeting him thrust-for-thrust. I could not believe that I was feeling. It was like a sense of sexual fullness that I could not explain. After a while he pulled out so we could shift positions. As soon as he pulled out, I knew that I wanted it back in me.
He told me to stand up and put my hands on the dresser. It was a low-boy with a big mirror. He came up behind me, held up the poppers to my nose again, and then rammed into me with one hard thrust. I watched in the mirror and sweat ran down his chest while he fucked me.
Then he put me on the bed and bent my legs up to my shoulders and fucked me hard that way. It was like he was making up for a year of being fucked by me in one session. Instead of cumming in my ass, he did one last thing. He told me to lie on my back with my head over the edge of the bed. He told me to open my mouth, and then he fucked my mouth. He was not gentle. It also did not take very long for him to cum. He pulled out and shot his cum all over my face. He told me that he had just shown me how a real man fucks another man. I could hardly breathe. My cock was still rock hard cock. I simply did what came so naturally. I reached down and stroked myself until I came. To say that it was explosive would be an understatement. I added to his cum on my face with my own.
For the next two years, we enjoyed many explosive sessions. One day he came back from a business trip. He said he had met a guy that he really liked. Soon after that he kicked out his boyfriend. And not long after that, the new guy moved in. The new guy did not like Drew fucking other people, and so they became monogamous. As quickly as it had started, it was ove
I will always be grateful for the time we spent together. He helped me understand how much I loved the brute, primal sexuality of masculine men. He also helped me understand that I am truly vers. I still love fucking a tight, sweaty man-ass. I also make no apologies for demanding that a man fucks me from time-to-time. One a few rare occasions, I have been in the middle of a three-way and took one up my ass as I was fucking another man. All too often three-ways are overrated. But, if you are with two other like-minded men it can be mind-blowing.
So there you have it. That was my initial exposure to a fuck buddy. It was fucking awesome and I am thankful. I learned tons from him. I know what I like. I also know that I like giving another man what he wants so we both are satisfied.
Drew and I met online in a chatroom. From the first time we kissed, our time together was sexually electrifying. I would say we were both slightly better than average in appearance. We were both in fairly decent shape. However, Drew had a magnificent cock which immediately made my testosterone level skyrocket. It was truly 8" and medium thick. It was intimidating in size and took several encounters for me to learn how to relax enough to swallow it. I eventually overcame gagging on it. I still have dreams about receiving its full length down my throat. During one of our encounters I did not even get undressed. I simply came in and swallowed him all the way down and worked him until he exploded; and then I leftÑwithout saying a word.
As we became familiar with what made each other grunt and moan, a few things became apparent. We became a good match because we each appreciated how hot it was to give another man pleasure. Our give and take was really well balanced. It was hotter than fuck to work him until he was on the edge of cumming, and then backing off. He did the same. This really extended the time of our average fuck sessions. I would say we often went at it for at least an hour before one of us could not take it anymore.
He had an insatiable appetite for eating out my ass. He also loved it when I sucked on his toes. He asked me to do it once. He was on his back. I straddled his legs and worked on his toes. Our cocks were grinding together. The more I worked his toes with my mouth, the more precum oozed out of him. He told me he felt like he had ten small cocks and I worked each one the same way I worked his shaft.
We also both LOVED ass play. We would spend extended amounts of time working our fingers and toys into each other. One thing we especially like to do was to lay on our sides and 69 while probing each other. First one finger. Then two. Then three. Sometimes four. I am about 6". Medium thick. He told me that he loved sucking me because he could never get past gagging, but, he could take me all the way in and he loved the feeling of my cock in his throat. That was one of the way we would edge each other. When it got too hot it was back to extended making out. Sometimes kissing was so passionate and aggressive that we called it "mouth fucking." Drew also reintroduced me to poppers. I had played with them a few times with other people but had never used them to any great extent.
From our first encounter, we almost always ended up with me penetrating him. By the time we opened up eachother, I slid into him without much resistance. I had never been fucked by a man before I met Drew. By the time I fucked him that first time we had gone at it so hard that we were covered in sweat. I am 6-3. He was 6-1. I could not believe the extraordinary power and strength that I encountered that first time I fucked him.
For the first year, I always fucked him. While we fucked in all kinds of positions, we often ended up with me on my back, and him straddling me with my cock up his ass. I loved fucking him and watching him stroke his horse cock. I love it when he sprayed me with his cum.
As much as I loved our ass play, and as much I loved getting dildo fucked, I was afraid that I would never be able to handle the size of his cock. We tried a couple times, but, it immediately sent bolts of pain through me.
One day, I was laying on top of him as we ground our hardness together and made out. He either knew somehow that I wanted to get fucked, but, was afraidÑor he simply wanted to fuck me. Our cocks were coated in precum. He slid his up between my thighs. I squeezed my legs together as he slowly jacked his cock off. He was long enough that the head of his cock was brushing my hole and teasing it.
Without asking, he pushed me up into a crouched position and put the head of his cock at the opening of my ass. Very slowly he started pushing in. I did not stop him initially. But, like before, as he started to spread my tightness, it hurt and I pulled off. He reached over and grabbed the lube and slathered his cock and my hole with it. Then he put it back at my opening and slowly started to penetrate me again. It went further before I had to pull off. Then he reached over and grabbed the bottle of poppers. He held it up to my nose so I could inhale. After I did it, he said, take another. And then another. My head was spinning. This time he made it about half way in before I pulled off.
At that point I think he was getting pissed at my cowardice. We re-lubed and re-poppered. He told me to look deep into his eyes. He told me that this time he would not let me pull off. He told me that I could either try to relax, and that he would go as slowly as it took. But he would not let me pull out. He also said that if I did not relax, he was going to fuck me anyways. And that it would hurt. And that he did not care, because, either way he was going to fuck me. He told me to keep looking into his eyes. As he did he slowly started to work his rock-hard shaft into my hole. A little bit--then wait. A little more--then wait. Each time, I did not think I could take more. But, I did. He must have been about half way in, and then he thrusted all the way in with one push. It took my breath away. He told me to breathe deep and relax and I would experience things I never had before. He was right.
Soon my hole relaxed enough that he could start to move in and out. At this point I was still sitting on top of him and I started meeting him thrust-for-thrust. I could not believe that I was feeling. It was like a sense of sexual fullness that I could not explain. After a while he pulled out so we could shift positions. As soon as he pulled out, I knew that I wanted it back in me.
He told me to stand up and put my hands on the dresser. It was a low-boy with a big mirror. He came up behind me, held up the poppers to my nose again, and then rammed into me with one hard thrust. I watched in the mirror and sweat ran down his chest while he fucked me.
Then he put me on the bed and bent my legs up to my shoulders and fucked me hard that way. It was like he was making up for a year of being fucked by me in one session. Instead of cumming in my ass, he did one last thing. He told me to lie on my back with my head over the edge of the bed. He told me to open my mouth, and then he fucked my mouth. He was not gentle. It also did not take very long for him to cum. He pulled out and shot his cum all over my face. He told me that he had just shown me how a real man fucks another man. I could hardly breathe. My cock was still rock hard cock. I simply did what came so naturally. I reached down and stroked myself until I came. To say that it was explosive would be an understatement. I added to his cum on my face with my own.
For the next two years, we enjoyed many explosive sessions. One day he came back from a business trip. He said he had met a guy that he really liked. Soon after that he kicked out his boyfriend. And not long after that, the new guy moved in. The new guy did not like Drew fucking other people, and so they became monogamous. As quickly as it had started, it was ove
I will always be grateful for the time we spent together. He helped me understand how much I loved the brute, primal sexuality of masculine men. He also helped me understand that I am truly vers. I still love fucking a tight, sweaty man-ass. I also make no apologies for demanding that a man fucks me from time-to-time. One a few rare occasions, I have been in the middle of a three-way and took one up my ass as I was fucking another man. All too often three-ways are overrated. But, if you are with two other like-minded men it can be mind-blowing.
So there you have it. That was my initial exposure to a fuck buddy. It was fucking awesome and I am thankful. I learned tons from him. I know what I like. I also know that I like giving another man what he wants so we both are satisfied.
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