A gay adult story: Phantasm:Treats part 3 (last) and First time for Everything… by xmistiex ,
Warning: Gay
“Quit whining,” Seth chuckled darkly, the hint of sex in the husky voice amplified by Curtis’s lack of vision. “I’m going to fuck you now.”
The words nearly pushed Curtis over the edge. He felt like a wanton little thing, waiting for penetration. He wiggled his ass, hoping Seth would move a little faster.
The feel of Seth’s blunt cock pressing against his pucker was a little intimidating– it had been so long since they’d last tried this–and when Seth finally popped his flared head past the ring of muscles, Curtis went still. He wanted to memorize the sensation, wanted to file it away for a lonely night if Seth ever went on the road again. Seth waited for half a minute, licking and sucking skin into his mouth, leaving dark marks across Curtis’s back as he waited for his husband to relax.
Curtis pushed back to take a little more. He was still tense, still burning, but he wanted to feel Seth move. He needed to feel Seth move.
Seth got the message, sliding his hands up along Curtis’s shoulders as he slowly, deliberately pushed the rest of the way inside. He held himself there for a few seconds, took a deep breath, and pulled back with the same purposeful movement.
Curtis couldn’t help it. He began to grunt his pleasure with every gentle thrust. It felt amazing to have his lover buried inside him, but he needed more. Seth kept at his smooth pace for a few minutes before his hands slid down to Curtis’s hips and gripped hard. The slight discomfort Seth’s hands caused him was the only warning Curtis had of what was to come.
He managed one deep breath before Seth changed character again. One moment, he was his typical gentle self, soft enough to ease Curtis into pleasure; the next moment, he became the aggressor, the attacker. He began to pound into Curtis, hard and deep. Seth was strong, even if he was wiry, and he made the most of his muscle. Curtis felt dominated. Owned. Controlled. It felt raw. It felt spectacular. It wasn’t long until he lost track of the rest of the world and just lived for the sensation of Seth driving roughly into him.
Seth pulled back until the tip skimmed over Curtis’s prostate. He stayed shallow, driving the head of his cock over the bundle of nerves in a relentless rhythm of short, powerful strokes. Curtis could feel himself tighten like a rubber band, his entire body tensing for orgasm.
“Let go, Curtis.” Seth’s voice was husky and strained, but he still sounded like he was giving an order. Curtis lost it. He was gripping the seats so hard his hands hurt, and he tossed his head from side to side as the rush hit.
He was lost in his orgasm, roaring as he spurt white jets all over the dark gray carpet. It felt like hours before he finished, and Seth kept riding him hard until he finished. Strong hands held his hips up, even though the rest of him sprawled in a boneless puddle on the floor. When Curtis finally calmed down enough to realize Seth was still thrusting, he began to clench and release, milking Seth for all he was worth.
Seth slammed into him one last time and held them both still. Curtis could feel his cock pumping deep inside him, and when Seth pulled out, a little trickle of thick, viscous liquid followed. Curtis collapsed the rest of the way to the floor, thoroughly fucked and extremely satisfied. Seth landed on top of him with a giggle.
“Good treat?” he asked, licking the rim of Curtis’s ear.
“Damned good.” Curtis moaned. “Can I choose the trick now?”
“You wouldn’t have liked how that one went, but I sure would have.” Seth snorted. “The idea was to wind you up and leave you hanging until we got home, where, in your desperation, you would jump me as soon as we got in the door and fuck me silly.”
“We might have had less rug burn.” Curtis winced at the feel of raw skin on his knees. “But I don’t think we would have survived the journey. I can still jump you when we get home, though. I feel like a starving man who just got his first taste of fried food.”
“Mmm. I can’t wait.” Seth licked his lips and licked Curtis’s neck. “However, for the sake of whoever is driving the combine next to us, we should probably put our clothes back on.”
Curtis ripped off the blindfold and blinked into the afternoon sun. Two large machines were running in the field, but they were too far away to have gotten a good look.
***
“Was it really okay?” Seth asked hesitantly once both men were dressed and back on the road. Curtis’s mouth dropped.
“Holy shit, Seth.” Curtis laughed. “You can do that any time you want. I don’t think I’ve ever cum so hard. You need to pull that dominant side out more often.”
“Derek is going to gloat,” Seth moaned. “He’s the one who suggested I turn all dom for Halloween.”
“Oh, please tell me you have a costume to go with this,” Curtis begged, pushing the old jeep to go a little faster.
“Nothing particular. But I do have that new pair of leather pants…”
First Time For Everything….
So no surprise here I’m sure but this story of experimentation happened my senior year of college. As a brief description of myself, I’m 5’10” and about 175 lbs, slightly muscular but no gym diva. I have bright blue eyes, light brown medium length hair, and hey, not trying to sound conceited but I’m good looking. I’ve been with more women than I can count. But hey this story isn’t about girls is it?
As part of the story though I do have to tell you about Nikki because everything that happened was because of her. Nikki is an absolutely gorgeous petite brunette with perky c cup tits and a tight ass that just NEEDS to be eaten. She and I dated when we were in high school, when we both went off to different schools we decided together that things just weren’t going to work out like that. But there were no hard feelings and we continued a great relationship as friends and we would fuck like rabbits any chance we got.
Now I’ve always been a very sexual person, but Nikki just did something for me that made me want to do or try anything she wanted me to do. If it’s kinky, we’ve probably done it. When we weren’t together we had a habit of sexting all the time and especially playing “would you rather” and asking each other about perverted hypothetical situations. I remember very well when this happened because it opened up such a whole new and exciting world of sex. It was just a random Saturday and we were playing would you rather like we always do and she asked me if I’d rather fuck another man or let a man fuck me in my ass. At this point in my life looking back it’s hard to believe, but up until that moment I had never even thought about sex with another man. But hey that’s the game, and you have to answer. So I was thinking about it, it wasn’t easy for me to answer, and I noticed the longer I thought about it the harder I got. It was literally exhilarating; I was breathing heavy and felt so kinky even thinking about it when I finally told her I’d rather be the one getting fucked. The way I saw it, if I want to fuck someone, I’ll fuck a girl like I always had, but being the one getting fucked, that was something new that I found very exciting.