Sam had texted me a few days before I was scheduled to leave to go to Ohio. We set up a date and time to meet which was the same night as a very important holiday business party. I suggested we play first then he could come as my date to the party. He agreed but then said only if he could sleep over. YIKES! I paused and then agreed. Dear readers - Since the blog is still in it's infancy, you may not know that I have intimacy issues that somehow don't manifest themselves to the average fuck buddy at first. I think it all stems from control issues and sleeping overnight with someone make me release control to some degree. I never sleep all that well with someone in bed with me and I am always anxious about possibly farting, snoring and waking the other person.
Also, may I point out that in the first blog posting about Sam, he has a long-term relationship with a boyfriend. Wouldn't sleeping over at a fuck buddy's be out of the question? Not to mention being my date to a party. Oh well, who am I to question other people's fidelity issues.
SO the night came and Sam was supposed to show up around 5. I got into the shower and cleaned out. Put on my thick, silver cock ring. I got out a very sexy Rufskin jock.
Sam showed up a little bit late. I opened the door at around 5:10 and he smiled as he took me in. I was naked save for the jock on. He kissed me and came in. We chatted for a bit while he took his coat off. We generally go right to it but this time it was like old friends picking up where we left off. He talked to me about work, his partner and his upcoming Christmas Plans. After about ten minutes of this, he said, "Now let's take care of this butch bubble butt." A little back story on the "butch." Sam always says in the many times we've had sex, that what he likes best about me is besides the bubble butt, he likes that I'm a butch bottom. Not a twinky, fem guy. Growing up, I was considered very effeminate and not butch at all. I guess somewhere along the way, I got comfortable being gay and being a bottom so I project confidence. Maybe that's what turns him on.
Sam turned me around and told me to put my hands on the floor. I'm very tall so when I do this, my hole is exposed and very high. Sort of like downward dog. Sam dove in with his tongue. He ate me out like a champ. Massaging my cheeks, slapping my ass, chewing on the lips of my hole, and my favorite, spearing his tongue into my hole like a mini cock. Sam suddenly stopped.
"Baby I need to shower. Come join me."
Before I knew it, he stripped me and guided me to my shower. He got naked in a flash and I turned the water on nice and hot. We made out and bathed each other. I didn't bother to turn the lights on in the bathroom and it was very dim. We were making out very hard and Sam had two fingers inside me. He turned me around and ate me out again. The water cascading down my back onto my ass and then into Sam's face as he thrust his tongue into my hole over and over again. Sam then stood up and in one swift motion, plunged his 8" cock into my ass and then held it there.
"Damn is that one hot ass."
He fucked me slowly for just a few short, blissful minutes. I was totally in the moment thinking only of the cock inside me. Sam pulled out and told me to get on my knees. He shoved his cock into my mouth and I blew him for a bit. Water showering down around me.
"Back up and squat. I want to look at you."
I backed up and kept stroking my dick looking up. I was wet and hard. I played with my hole looking up at my sexy fuck bud. Sam started to get a little soft. I went to suck him and he stopped me.
"I'm going to piss on you. Relax."
Now I've never been pissed on. The thought grosses me out and whenever I see it in porn it does nothing for me. But something here clicked. I was in the shower so there wouldn't be any mess. I could wash it off right away. But most of all, I was with a guy I was very hot for and TRUSTED. We hadn't had one bad sexual experience. SO I relaxed and decided to try it. Sam began with a light stream all over my head and body. Felt great.
"Open your mouth," he commanded. I obeyed. It had a slightly bitter taste and sour. "Kiss me," he barked at me. SO with a little piss in my mouth, I kissed him. He swapped it back and forth. Was so fun! I felt dirty and special. He wanted me. His dick was already hard again. He was stroking and he pushed me down again. Within 30 seconds he shot a load all over my face and then into my mouth. He tasted so good. "Kiss me." I stood up and we swapped his cum back and forth. SO hot.
I turned off the shower and we dried off. "Let's take care of that gorgeous hole now," Sam cooed at me. He moved me to the bedroom and shoved me onto the bed. AGAIN, that tongue was a heat seeking missile with my hole being the target providing the heat. He ate me out for the third time. I was squealing by this point. Hard and ready to come. He wouldn't let me touch myself though. Sam reached for a Magnum I had laid out on my nightstand. He wrapped up and lubed up. He lifted my hips so I was on all fours on the edge of the bed while he stood on the floor. Perfect height for my ass and his cock. He went in very slowly. I was a bitch in heat by this point and I backed up all the way onto his cock. He began a great steady rhythm. Sam was a master top. Really making sure he owned my hole. Caring about my comfort but not too much. That ying and yang of pleasure and pain was wonderful. Spanking and cooing and stroking. I love that. I like more pleasure than pain but ya gotta have the grits to go with the gravy.
Sam flipped me and piston fucked me while doing a push-up over me. He then laid back against the headboard and I slam fucked my hole down on him while he stroked me. I turned around and he held my hips while I leaned back and did "table" from Yoga while I slammed my ass on that fuck stick. This got him so excited and he pushed me forward so I was half-on/half-off the bed. He was very rough and fucked me very hard in that position. He grunted and began a low, guttural scream as he shot his load into my ass. He was wrapped in the condom so it was all safe but still hot.
He laid back and I laid beside him stroking his cock and feeling his hard super smooth body. He kissed me and his fingers searched for my hole. "Open your legs for me." I obeyed and felt like a super slut. Stroking my dick, he kissed me and talked so fucking dirty to me. "I own you boy. You ate my cum, drank my piss and I fucked your hole. Shoot for me. C'mon fucker shoot!" I don't know what it was but it turned me on so much. I came very hard. It took me a while to come down from the high.
We laid back in the afterglow for a long time. No words and just the Brazilian playlist on my computer playing. Was so nice. After what seemed like hours, we got dressed and headed to the party around 745. We had a great time and all of my friends asked me if Sam and I were fucking. I of course said yes. Sam would stand by me charming the pants off of everyone. He would slip his hand down the back of my jeans and finger my hole. No one could see but it felt so dirty. He made me go without underwear. We ended up back at my place around 11. We fucked twice more that night before falling asleep.
That night was nice. Sleepless because I'm not used to having someone on me and being able to sleep. So I dozed off and on for about 1 to 2 hours at a time. In the middle of the night, around 4 AM, Sam slipped his dick inside me and began to fuck me. Within five minutes he pulled out and shot his load into my mouth. No words were spoken. We made out with his cum again and then drifted back to sleep. We woke up at about 8AM.
Sam asked me to go to breakfast with him. His treat. He wanted to take me downtown to Pastis. Great food and atmosphere. We had a lovely meal and it was so great just chatting and talking. Holding hands under the table. I pondered if this is what it's like with a great boyfriend. Maybe if Sam wasn't with his partner, we'd be together. Useless hoping but I thought if I could feel comfortable and less in control with him, I'm sure that it would be possible to be with someone else like this. Things might be looking up in the growing up part of my emotional life. Now don't get me wrong, I still want to get my brains fucked out all the time. BUT maybe it would be nice to be owned and honored by one man.
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