I pushed steadily forward, my erection slowly sinking into Paul´s ass. It took a minute to shove the full length of my cock into the hot, tight passage. I paused for a moment, enjoying the sensation of Paul´s anus tight around the base of my penis like a cock ring. The constriction made my cock swell even larger, making Paul whimper as his tight passage was stretched. “Uhhh… It’s in me, your cock is in my ass!’
“You like it Paul, and you need it!”
I bent forward, moving my hands to Paul’s shoulders as my belly and chest settled on his muscular back. I started fucking his ass slowly, my cock smoothly pistoning almost out of and then back into his quivering colon. Paul writhed under me, exciting me with the way his warm, sweat-slicked skin moved against mine.
I managed to hold the slow pace of the sodomy for quite a while, zoning on the steady thrill of the slippery friction and tight pulsating grip of Paul’s colon. After a few minutes I realized that Paul was getting with it, and was starting to slightly move his ass back to meet each thrust of my cock. I slid my right hand down and around to his front to discover that his cock was throbbing. The drugs and the prostate stimulation of the as
s fucking had aroused him. I grasped his now enlarged cock, stroking it as I grew more excited, speeding up the pace.
Paul was getting insistent. “Oooohhh, God, that feels good. Harder, stroke me harder!”
My left hand moved to the back of Paul’s neck, holding him in place as I pounded my groin against his ass over and over again. My cock felt incredibly engorged, Paul’s very tight colon yielding to each thrust, the stretched muscular ridges of his lining adding to the stimulation. I was so sensitized that I could feel my dangling scrotum slapping against his each time I slammed against him. Paul started to run out of words. “Yes[Grunt] Yes…[Grunt], [Grunt], [Grunt].”
I could feel my orgasm building, the pressure in my groin building. I moved my left hand down to also grab Paul’s cock, finding it large enough to hold with both hands, the head popping out of my grip on each stroke.
Gasping and quivering, on the brink of cumming, I cupped Paul´s pendulous scrotum with my right hand, while squeezing the swollen head of his cock in my left fist. I gripped his heavy balls tightly, feeling them throb as he groaned loudly and came. Hot, slick cum spurted forcefully into my left hand as Paul’s colon spasmed rhythmically, milking my cock. Paul groaned what was very obvious to me, his cock speaking as well. “Yes!, I’m cumming! {Spurt, spurt, spurt}”
I felt a heavy bolus of sperm surge through my throbbing cock and jet deep into Paul´s bowels. We both had large, long orgasms, our cocks spurting alternately. My thick cream filled his ass while I felt his goo dripping from my hand to splash on the floor.
By the time our joint orgasm ended we were both gasping for breath. I let go of Paul and moved back. My softening cock stretching and then pulling squishily out of his anus. The just-fucked red sphincter was gaping, a drool of my cum leaking down his thigh. I stepped back to sit on one arm of the couch watching Paul slowly slip off the table, sinking to his knees and then lying on the floor on his side. I heard a sob and realized he was crying.
I sighed and got up, deciding to help Paul understand his newly revealed gayness. I got a water bottle and my pills, swallowing and washing down a fresh dose of Viagra. I knelt down by Paul´s head, noticing as I stepped over him that he was leaking cum from both anus and penis.
I fed Paul two Viagra and a drink of water, telling him the pills would help him feel better. He was upset enough not to ask what the pills were. I talked softly with Paul, telling him to relax and accept the change in his self image. I did my best to convince him that he was still the same person, just more in touch with his real nature. We discussed how his strong homophobia had been a cover for his true self, and I did my best to convince him he would be much happier with his life from now on.
Paul was amazed that I was gay, and I explained that I was not particularly into men, I was just a horny bastard that was not picky. 30 minutes into our conversation Paul began to deny himself, claiming he was too drunk to know what he was doing. I asked him if jacking off another man was gay, and that is when he realized he had been gently stroking my returned erection while we spoke.
Paul startled, blushed, and pulled his hand off my cock. He started to roll away from me, and as he was briefly lying face up I lunged forward and put my mouth over the end of his cock, taking his glans between my lips and licking the end. Paul gasped, grabbing my head to pull me off, then groaned and pushed down instead. Half his cock slipped between my lips, filling my mouth. I twisted my head a little to line up, relaxing my throat, then thrust my face into his groin until my nose hit his pubic bone.
Paul’s cock head lodged deep in my throat as I squirmed my tongue against the underside of his shaft. Paul was trembling, blown away by the sensation. I stayed in place for a long 15 seconds before pulling my mouth off his cock, looking him in the eyes, and asking “You want some more of that, faggot?”
Paul blushed bright red and, unable to speak, simply nodded yes. I went down on Paul for a couple of minutes, using all the standard moves. I sucked him deep, licked the shaft, even licked and sucked on his balls. When I felt him start to tense up, building towards cumming, I stopped. I got up and told him I was too old for fucking on the floor, then went to the bedroom. Paul promptly followed me.
I stretched out on the bed on my side, and invited Paul to lie down facing me. When he did we embraced and I kissed him with my mouth open, pushing my tongue against his lips. Paul froze for a moment and then responded, opening his mouth to accept my tongue. We kissed and humped against each other for a bit, our erect cocks bumping and sliding between us. I gradually rolled back, pulling Paul with me until he was mostly on top of me.
I suddenly pushed Paul up away from my by the shoulders, telling him to kneel between my spread legs. I looked at Paul, his muscular body slick with our sweat and his erect cock drooling pre-cum while I grabbed the bottle of lube to fill my cupped palm. I reached down to smear the goo on his erection then pulled my legs up, spreading them. I bent Paul’s cock down to aim at my anus while gently pulling towards me. Paul resisted for a moment, then moved forward to let his warm glans press against my asshole. “Lean forward,” I urged Paul, spreading my arms to welcome him.
Paul looked down, seeing our erect cocks in line, and shuddered. I watched him look a little ill, and knew that only the Viagra was keeping him from losing his erection.”I can’t do it! I want to but I just can’t put it in you!”
I goaded Paul, trying to make him angry enough to suppress his nerves. “Come on Paul, you’ve already taken my cock up your ass! Are you too much of a woman not to want to get even?”