A gay adult story: Simon’s first adult bitch session by paddler20 ,
For those of you who have never lived in the Great White North there is a thing called Cabin Fever. It usually strikes in early February when the winter temperatures are hitting the coldest. Imagine, you have been trapped in your house for 5 months with 4 more months of winter coming. Your only reprieve has been going to work. Come February some people begin to crack under the strain. In my second year, I fell victim to Alaska’s cabin fever.
I was about 22 years old, stationed at Elmendorf AFB in Anchorage, Alaska. I was bored out of my mind one cold winter evening and rather than going to the Airmen’s club on base, I decided to head to town. I parked on 5th Avenue and started walking to the first bar I saw.
The Rendezvous was the name of the bar, so in I went. First thing I observed is the bar was shaped like a giant penis. I took a stool at the bar and the bartender walked over to me and took my order. When he brought my drink, he asked if “Do you know where you are?” I must have given him a puzzled look because he said, “You are aware this is a gay bar?” I laughed at him and said, “Well that certainly explains the shape of this bar.” He laughed and told me it was owned by two elderly lesbians, and they had a real hoot designing the bar.
Looking back on it now, the bar tender must have signaled to at least one of the regulars that I was a fresh meat because the moment he turned his back to fill another drink order a tall, well-built dude of about 30 pulled up a bar stool next to me and struct up a conversation. The conversation was light, he told a few jokes and bought me another round. About halfway through that drink he asked, “if I had ever used a popper?” I said “No” and he produced what looked like a Vick’s inhaler and told me to give it a go. Being an idiot, I hit it on one nostril then the other. He laughed at me and ordered another round.
Two gents entered the bar from the street and greeted the patrons at the bar. They proudly announced they had an RV parked outside and suggested it would be great fun to load up the RV with like-minded individuals and go for a spin. They said they have drinks and two beds ready for action! A couple of the guys got up from their table and joined the two at the door and they all left the bar.
I was totally bewildered! I’d had run ins with the Alaskan Highway Patrol and partying in an RV will cruising down the snow covered roads just sounded like a night to be spent in jail. I asked my new acquaintance about it, and he said the two guys do it all the time. They pick up a couple guys and head for a property one of them owns. He said they throw a wicked party; everyone leaves satiated if you don’t mind being double teamed for a couple of hours. Mind blown!!
The bartender returned with our drinks; Jeff my new friend, reached over and ran his hand up and down my thigh, I didn’t pull away so, he reached over and stroked my hard cock through my pants. When I let out a soft moan, he suggested we order another round then drive over to his place. He had an apartment on Government Hill, an apartment complex just outside the main gate to the base. I was torn, should I keep driving and head back to the safety of the base or try something new? I followed him to his apartment. We entered his room and quickly shed our winter coats and after one passionate kiss, pretty much everything else we were wearing.
He sat me down on the edge of his bed and crawled in between my legs. He stroked my cock with his hand then bent down and licked the tip of my cock. It was like a bolt of lightning hit my brain, I groaned and said, “Yessss”. He proceeded to run his tongue through my piss slit, then took my whole cock in his mouth and really started going to town. After a minute or so of the most wonderfully sinful sex act I’d ever experienced, I pushed him off me and said, “come up here with me and let’s try a 69, I’ve never sucked a cock before.” He was more than happy to educate me.
I tried my hardest to imitate everything he was doing to me. I really enjoyed running my tongue through his piss slit, I could taste the pre-cum leaking out. We continued this for a couple minutes then he stopped and asked, “if I had ever bottomed before?” I really wasn’t sure what he was asking and said “huh”. He stuck his fingers in his mouth and wet them thoroughly and slipped one finger into my ass. To be honest, it didn’t feel all that great, and I told him so. He smiled and said, “I can fix that”, he swung around and reached into a nightstand and pulled out a bottle of something.
He then got out of bed and searched through his pants pockets and came back with the popper Vick’s thing. “Take another snort” he said. While I was taking a huff he crawled back on the bed and had me lay on my side with one leg bent up so he would have access to my cock and ass. He took the bottle, turned out to be lube, and liberally greased up his fingers and he started pushing the lube into my hole. Must admit it did feel a lot nicer. He then started working that finger in deeper and sawing back and forth like he was fucking me. It started feeling amazing. He stopped and asked, “do you think you can handle two fingers?” Between the booze and the poppers, he could have probably shoved a coke bottle up my hole and I would have been good with it. I said in a small voice “sure…” He started swirling his finger around my hole, kind of stretching it in all directions. Then he pulled his finger out and I felt empty…weird! But he soon replaced that emptiness with a second finger making itself known. I groaned when they both pushed through my sphincter. It burned a little, but in a good way. About the same time, he wrapped his lips around my cock head, and I was blown away! Nothing in my life had every felt this good!
This went on for a minute or two, he was slowly using his fingers to stretch my ass in preparation for topping me. At that point, I wanted his cock real bad. This was every sex deviant’s dream! He got up and dragged my semi limp body back to the edge of the bed, so my ass was just hanging off it. Jeff said, “are you ready to be my bitch?” All I could do was nod my head. He pulled my legs up, holding them open in a big V and lined his cock up on my hole. He said, “Take another hit off the popper, then we’ll begin your education.” I reached over and grabbed the Vick’s popper thing and took a good hit. As I was exhaling the hit, his dick pushed passed my sphincter and the pain hit like I was being torn in two. He stopped and waited for me to adjust.
When the pain subsided, I couldn’t help myself, I started wiggling my butt, trying to get some more of that dick in me. He laughed and said, “Boy, old Bruce at the bar can sure spot the hot bottom want-ta-bs!” and with that he drove his cock balls deep into my ass and I loved it! I couldn’t believe the pleasure that was radiating from my hole to my brain! He drilled my ass for a few minutes then pulled out and told me to move to the center of the bed. Once there he told me to get into the doggy position, Jeff said, “Since you’re a bitch in heat, you might as well look the part. Ass up and head down!”