I had imagined it so many times, but I was actually going through with it. As a married man of 40, I had avoided confronting my latent homosexuality for years. I had masturbated to a thousand different male to male fantasies. But today was the day I was going to live it. Finally.
I drove the hour to my lunch appointment with the man I had been conversing with for some time. I saw his picture and immediately lusted after him. While I was a white man of north European ancestry, he was a black man from the south. I lusted for him the minute I saw his photograph of his taut, dark body and the oozing cock that held out as if it were a sacred offering.
I often stroked my cock as I thought how that beautiful rod would feel in my mouth and in my ass.
I walked into the vestibule ofthe restaurant and found him waiting. He smiled a sly smile when he saw me. "You look just like you said you would," he whispered to me.
We found our way to a table in the back and ordered a couple of drinks and some soup. We looked at each other, saying very little, but the lust was evident. We muttered some small talk, but when the waitress came by to see if we wanted some lunch, he looked over at me. I nodded my head no. She gave us the bill and I followed him out to his car.
He gave me general directions to his apartment, but told me just to follow him as best as I could. It wasn't long before we were pulling up into a non-descript apartment complex and parking in front of his first floor room.
I waited nervously as he put the key into the lock, turned it and opened the door.
I walked in behind him and turned to close the door. As I turned back, he met me and before I could even blink, his lips were on mine. I had never kissed a man before, but it seemed like most natural thing in the world. Our tongues thrashed against each other and, as we struggled with our coats, our mouths never losing touch. I could feel my cock rise immediately as I held him tight against me and we kissed for what seemed like hours.
I could feel his tight body through his shirt. We stayed locked in a kiss, but soon we were feeling each other's cocks through the other's pants. His seemed extremely hard, which made me feel appreciated. I took his lead as he unid my belt and shirt. We stroked and groped and kissed and hugged until somehow we were both completely naked.
I looked down and saw his erect cock and I was overwhelmed by the desire to taste it. I licked his nipples, but I was clearly working my way down. I went to my knees and smelled the heady aroma of an aroused man. I did not hesitate, but rather eagerly opened my mouth and took him in. It was as wonderful as I ever imagined it to be.
I felt the velvety softness of his head as I explored it with my tongue. I could taste a bit of precum oozing from his slit. I ran my lips around the head, sucking softly. Reaching up with my hand, I gripped the base firmly and began bobbing up and down on the stiff cock. I felt as if I had done this many times before - but, of course, I had, but only in my masturbatory fantasies. This was the real thing, a hard, stiff black shaft enclosed by my lips and covered with my spit.
His hands found the sides of my head and he helped me by directing the speed and depth of my cock sucking. I got into a rhythm. Sometimes, he would go too deep and I would choke a bit. But I tried to relax and take as much of him into my throat as I could. I wanted as much of him down my throat as I could. I was loving this.
I ran my lips up and down his cock, sometimes taking his head into my mouth, sometimes sucking in a ball. My own dick was rock hard and swayed from my body as I moved up and down the beautiful black cock.
At some point, we laid down on his matress. We lay side by side, sucking on each others lips and stroking each others raging hardons. I stroked and kissed and groped and loved. It was so heady I could hardly stand it as my head reeled from the intoxication of our desire.
He slid down my body and took my dick into his mouth. I watched it disappear and then reappear, his eyes never leaving mine. Up and down it went, and my body was ravaged with such intense feelings. He had me like I wanted to be had. He could have done anything to me at that time and I wouldn't have cared.
After bringing me so close to an incredible orgasm, he back off. He raised my legs and then dove down on my virgin asshole. The feel was unspeakably incredible. I twitched as he explored my hole with his tongue. I could feel his saliva drip into my hole as he plunged his tongue in and out. Eventually he replaced his tongue with a finger, then two, as he resumed sliding his mouth up and down my cock. I was moaning loudly and whatever reserve I may have had crumbled.
He stopped, with two finger buried in me and asked if I was ready to take him.. Boy, was I! He excused himself and told me to get on my knees. He returned and I could hear him tear open a condom. Then he dripped some KY into my waiting ass, coating his rubber-encased cock. I felt him push the head of his wonderful tool against my hole and told me to relax.
I let out a deep breath and attempted to relax as much as possible. Soon, I felt him ease into me, pushing in centimeters at a time, before retracting. Each time he delved deeper until finally I could feel his mushroom head impale me. I let out a small groan and he asked me if I was alright. I was more than alright and moaned appreciatively. He understood my asent and began easing more and more of his shaft into me until he was as deep as he could go.
We laid there for a while and then he slowly rocked back and forth, pumping his dick into me. His pace quickened and he pulled more and more out of me before plunging back in. I started moving to his rhythm and soon we were both sweating. I grunted like a slut as he pumped into me and he talked about what a great ass I had and how much he loved fucking me. I felt my blood pump hard each time he talked to me as he took me. He then started slapping my ass as he fucked me, turning me on even more.
My dick raged and swayed with his thrusts. I could feel him pick up his pace, but I didn't want him to cum just yet. I told him to stop and he did, with a look of concern on his face. I rolled over onto my back and smiled, pulling my legs apart, opening my hole to him. I wanted him to fuck me face to face. He understood and shoved his cock back into my slick hole. It went in easy and as my legs slid around his waist, I licked his nipples urging his thrusts on.
I watched his face as he concentrated on fucking me. I pulled with my legs, forcing him as deep as I could. There was no talking at this point, just my grunts and his moans. My own cock lay trapped between us and sent wonderful waves of pleasure. I reached up and brought his mouth to mine, devouring his tongue and he continued to shove into me. I could feel him getting close and I refocused my efforts at squeezing my ass on his cock. His breathing became ragged until he murmered "fuck" lowly and shuddered. He held himself in me and his cock pulsed and sent streams of his thick cum into the rubber covering his dick. I alternated squeezing my ass hard and relaxed, milking his fine cock. He lowered himself down on me again as we locked into a tight embrace and explored each other's mouths.
He rolled himself off me and got up to dispose of the cum-filled rubber. He came back and we lay in each other's arms. He toyed with my cock while we kissed. After about ten minutes I was very aroused. I also noticed that he was half hard still. So I slid down and started licking the underside of his cock. He ran his hands through my hair as he tossed his head back, eyes closed. I ran my tongue up and down and played with his balls with my hands. Soon he was fully extended.
I dropped my mouth to his balls and began sucking on them. He started stroking his cock on his own. Finally, he ordered me to "suck his ass", which I gladly did. My tongue probed and my lips encased his asshole. He stroked faster and faster and when I managed to stick my tongue up his chute he emitted a loud groan. He spurted again all over his stomach as I chewed on his ass.
By now, I was as hard as I could be. I reached over and rubbed his cum on his stomach and kissed him. He muttered to me how much he loved that. He stroked me as I lay in is arms. While it felt good, I wanted more. I then asked him if I could try fucking him. He looked down at my fat dick and expressed some misgiving, but determined that we should at least try.
I eased a rubber over my thick cock and slipped lots of luibrication over it and my hand. I sliped my fingers between his tight ass and slathered lotion onto his hole, slowly easing a finger, then two, in. I let him get used to the feeling and slowly fucked his hole with my fingers. His eyes glazed over, which I took for a signal that he wasready for me to slip my meat into him.
I placed my lubed cock against his hole and slowly eased in. I wqas about halfway when he gasped, clearly in a bit of pain. I eased off and waited for him to show me he wanted me in him. Eventually, he squirmed himself lower on my cock and i proceeded to slip y entire length into him.
My cock was in heaven as I started to slowly ease back out and then push back in. I didn't rush it, although my lust raged. I pushed and pulled slightly deeper and quicker each time. Before too long, I was grunting and he was grunting and he pulled on his enlarging cock. I pushed my arms over him and I was sure every blood vessel in my neck, chest and arms were fully visible. My face was grimaced in that unconscious look of unbridled lustful bliss. He pulled on his cock and I pushed into him, faster and faster, until I could no longer maintain my control.
I am sure I was quite loud as I lost myself in our love-making. I lost all sense of time and stars swirled around my eyes. I could feel it build up as he reached up and pulled on my sweaty nipples. That was enough to drive me over the edge as I shouted, spasming time and time again, spilling the seed from my balls so violently. He erupted too, sending cum into eachof our stomachs. At that point I collapsed, hungrily searching for his mouth and tongue as the last remains of my orgasm drained from my brain.
We laid there a long time. Eventually, we forced ourselves up and to wash the mess we had made of ourselves. My hair was wet with sweat and his dark skin glistened with it. I could have stayed like that for a long time, but we both had to get back to our jobs. We dressed somberly, but met at the door for one last long kiss. I walked out the door and pulled my car out of the parking lot, so drained and satisfied that I couldn't wait to meet again.
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