Afterwards….

A few months after fucking my first guy, I had this incredible urge to fuck another. I loved girls, but the whole guy taboo thing… Well

It had been a few months since I fucked my first dude. It was anything but consensual, which made it even better and that he was a smartass that got served up at a party. After that, I thought about it every now and then. Especially when ours balls were smacking together, it really turned me on. That, an having to push just a little harder when my cock slid over his prostate. Poor little 13 year got his ass smashed by a 17 year old, followed by one of my friends having a go at him.

One evening at a concert in Reno, I ran into the perfect subject. I was not only listening to the band, but checking out the girls there. Then my mind shifted to fucking a guy. Not just any guy, but one that was small, thin and had long hair. I broke away from my group and went hunting. Didn’t take me long to find my prey. I saw him wondering around the concessions floor with his friends and he seemed happy and unaware of his surroundings. I took him to be maybe 15. Which was perfect and his body, was what I wanted. Needed.

Perfect venue for pussy hunting, or cock hunting, back in the early 1980’s, was at a concert. I made my move after he went to the restroom and I followed him in. I took the stall next to his and made sure he could see my cock a bit. I then started talking to him, making the statement that the whiskey I had was going straight through me. He laughed, but then said “you got whiskey? How’d you get that in here? Man, what I wouldn’t give for some!” We shook our dicks and I said: “follow me, we’ll find a place”. He was down with it and followed me out.

I would have fucked him in the restroom, but there was way to many people. Instead, I elected to find an unlocked janitors closet or electrical room. It was the 80’s and security wasn’t what it was then, as it is today. I made sure we went the opposite direction of his friends. Didn’t want that whole taggalong thing. After 30 minutes, we found an equipment room unlocked and just full of chairs and folding tables. I locked the door behind us and produced one of the two flasks, I’d sneak into concerts all the time.

He had super long hair and he smelled really good. His pants were super tight and had a skin tight Jethro Tull shirt on. He kept talking about something and all I could think of was cramming my thick cock up his skinny, tight ass. My cock grew hard and I made some subtle touching moves, which he didn’t seem to mind. I finally ran my hand over his chest, pinching his nipples. He was stunned and said “wha, wha, what are you doing?, uh I’m not like that”. “Dude, it’s cool. I’m not either. Well, not until about 5 months ago. Now, I like it”, I said to him.

He didn’t move an inch, just let me pinch his nipples and pull his hair. He rambled about how he was a virgin of everything, except for a hand job from his girlfriend. I reached down, unbuckled his belt and popped the buttons of his 501 jeans. “Dude, your serious. Aren’t you?” All I said was “Yep”. He clung to the wall like Spider-Man as I struggled pulling his tight pants down and off. He had a nice long, thin cock, that was becoming erect. He eventually sat down in a chair, removing shoes and stepping out of his pants.

I got busy getting out of my shorts, exposing to him my larger, thick cock. Unlike him, I was fully erect. He looked at it, then me and asked: “dude, you’re not serious, I mean, there is no way that’ll fit. I mean, we can play and whatever, but I can’t let you fuck me with that”. I said nothing and moved in, standing him back up and grabbing his cock. I gently tugged on his cock until it got hard, then put mine under his and stroked both, together. He was digging it and I figured if I just stayed gentle, he wouldn’t resist.

I kissed his chest and as I worked my way down his front, I dragged my tongue along. I finally reached his cock. I’d never sucked a cock before, but to keep him interested and calm, I figured I’d have to do something. I sucked his cock how I liked mine sucked: steady, fast paced with rhythm. I hadn’t sucked his cock for more than 3 minutes when he erupted, shooting his first load into another person and me, not only sucking my first cock, but obviously swallowing my first load. It wasn’t bad. Now I knew what chicks felt like sucking me.

I raised up and found him heavily breathing. “You’re turn, dude, suck my cock just like I did yours” I said, pushing him to his knees. He didn’t hesitate once there. He kinda struggled with my thickness, but found his groove and managed. He looked up and asked me a couple times if he was doing it okay and I acknowledged with a ‘thumbs up’. Eventually, he got me to bust my nuts, which worked out good because his mouth was wearing out. He swallowed everything without hesitation.

He started to get up, but I told him to lick and leave a lot of his saliva on my shaft, as much as he could. He looked up and said “why, aren’t we done? You don’t want to roll around with your underwear wet all night, do you?” All I could say was ” just do it, dude”. He did and after he had left a huge amount of saliva on my shaft, I directed him to the chair he used to get his shoes and pants off. He started to get dressed. I grabbed the chair, spun it around and said “bend over”. He was scared.

He hesitated but did it, all the while asking “man, is it going to hurt?” I was truthful and told him it was going to hurt, but that I’d be as gentle as I could. I kicked his legs outwards and got a good spreading of his ass cheeks. I managed to drool as much of my saliva as I could down the crack of his ass, collecting as much as I could using the head of my cock and pushing it to his anus. As usual, I got way too excited and shoved all 7 1/2 inches of my extremely thick cock, into his ass. He yelled at the top of his lungs and began crying.

I could care less about his yelling, and his yelling for me to stop. Nobody would hear him through that door, with hundreds of people walking by and a rock band jamming away. It was loud and I didn’t give a damn. He clutched that chair like a life ring, loudly grunting ( my favorite noise when fucking a chick, now guys, in their asses ) and he was doing this walking in place thing. Our balls were smacking each other back and forth.

He was drying up quit a bit and my saliva production couldn’t keep up with it. He, on the other hand, was drooling everywhere, but I didn’t want to take the chance of pulling out and him not allowing me back in. At least not without me knocking him around a bit. I wanted to keep it friendly. I remembered that kid a few months back and how he lost bowel control, when I crammed it in and started grinding. So, that’s what I did to this fucking guy and bamm….. Some lubricant.

I looked at my watch and saw that I’d been fucking him for 30 minutes, so I sped up the pace, foregoing being gentle and began ramming it in hard and fast, grinding it clockwise when I bottomed out. His stomach was super tight and he gritted his teeth, grunting still loudly. His grunting I will never forget. I reached down and found his cock fully erect, so I started jacking him off aggressively. Eventually, he shot another load onto the backing of the chair, instantly going limp. His meat hung down swinging around, dripping what was left of his nut.

Him blowing his load and that grunt he had, was way to much for me and I exploded deep inside him. A new record in anal for me: 52 minutes!!! Like the previous dude, I yanked my cock out as fast as I could, causing him to cry out and fall to his knees. I grabbed his underwear and cleaned his poop off my cock, throwing them way to the back of the room. He just knelt there, crying and holding his stomach. As I helped him to his feet, he started cussing me out.

“You’re a motherfucker. A real asshole! I thought you were cool, but all you wanted to do was ‘gay’ me out. Fuck dude, I’m only 15 and told you I was a virgin of everything. Asshole”. I told him to shut up, or I’d fuck him again. “Try, just try and I’ll have you arrested” he said. On that, I punched him in the stomach, lifted him up and put my knee into his groin. Once he regained himself onto his knees, he apologized. I said: “listen motherfucker, go ahead, run out there and call the cops. Tell everyone you got fucked like a girl. All your friends out there will find out also. So, go ahead”.

I took full opportunity of the situation. “You know what, the concert isn’t going to be over for another hour, so I want another blowjob” I told him. He hesitated because my cock smelled like his ass, but he also didn’t want another punch or knee. After a little gagging, he managed to suck my cock pretty good, if not better than his first. He had a gallon of saliva on my cock, so I didn’t want to waste it. This time I told him to stay on the floor and get on all fours. If he thought I was rough on his asshole the first time, he was in for a world of hurt now.

I got behind him and mounted right up. His asshole was puckered out and cherry red, still glistening from my cum from earlier. He just grunted and pounded his fist on the floor. His toes curled up and legs became wobbly. I fucked him flat out hard. Slow, but powerful jabs, kept my cock hammering deep inside his tender rectum. I lasted only 10 minutes this time and shot another huge load. I yanked it out again and shoved him away. This time, I used the inside of his shirt, to wipe my cock off with and threw it at him, as I walked by to leave.

Later, I saw him leave by himself, painfully waddling to an exit and leave the building. I was beginning to wonder if I was going to have to do it this way, each time I wanted to fuck a guy? Time will tell I guess.

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