Date: Thu, 24 Jan 2008 14:33:25 -0800 (PST) From: R Ranger <bn2rumpranger@yahoo.com> Subject: The First Time I Was Digitally Diddled: Chapter 2 Warning! This story is sexually explicit, so, if you are not of legal age to read such or are offended by this type of writing do not read any further. To contact the author cut and paste making appropriate corrections and E-mail: bn2rumpranger "at" yahoo "dot" com The First Time I Was Digitally Diddled By Randy Rumper Chapter 2: Morning After I awoke to a chill in the air. The Gulf Coast breeze on the early Saturday morning in January blew through the open window across my bare body. I shivered as I reached for a cover only to disappointment there was none. I was groggy as I woke up. The bedroom was mask in darkness as I lay on the rumpled bed sheets, looking for a sheet or blanket to cover my naked shivering body. A few hours earlier my bedmate had heated my soul and rocked my world, producing in me the most powerful orgasms I'd ever experienced. With Bobby's middle finger buried deep inside my rectal cavity, titillating my love button I ejaculated into his mouth with such force that I almost suffocated him. As I thrashed uncontrollably about the bed Bobby refused to withdraw his middle digit from my asshole or release my withering wang from his mouth; instead, he continued milking my manhood dry. All I could remember from the explosive experience was my heart pounding in my head, the flashes of lightening, dizziness and chest pains that left me breathless. There was tingling in my hands and feet. My cock was numb, my balls ached and my nose was filled with the smell of raw sex. Over the course of an hour Bobby had taken me from the depths of innocence to the threshold of ecstasy, and then slammed me over the edge into the most earth-shattering orgasm ever. As I emerged from the fog of gray slumber I was trying to recall earlier events. I saw the person that had sent me over the edge lying next to me in bed. He was sleeping peacefully with a slight smile of satisfaction on his face. I'd collapsed soon after my explosive orgasm in a state of total exhaustion. I had no more to offer. I couldn't even reciprocate and finish Bobby off. After finishing me off my nerdy mentor turned around on the bed positioning his body next to mine, smiling at me he whispered in my ear how much he had enjoyed brining me off. He told me that after we got some sleep he wanted me to fill his ass with my hard cock and fuck him into oblivion. We fell asleep holding each other, dreaming about the future. Sitting up in the bed the next morning I was woozy, looking around the room cloaked in predawn darkness for a way to exit the bed gracefully. I had a morning hard-on and needed to get out of bed to take a piss. I scooted off the end of the bed quietly, trying not to wake Bobby. After completing my mission in the bathroom and cleaning myself I returned to the bedroom. I sat down in the chair next to the bed with a bathrobe around my shoulders and noticed it was about fifteen minutes after five: well before twilight. The ambient light in the room showed a still outline of my naked friend lying on his back still sleeping peacefully. As I watched his motionless body on the bed I wondered why I was so enamored by this gangly dork. Bobby BoDiddly was not the type of guy that I would normally socialize with on campus, but I'd found close comfort with him in bed. He didn't have a well-defined body or a large organ. I couldn't get over the fact that Bobby wasn't this hugely hung handsome hunk I'd read about or seen in porn flicks. All the stories that I'd read portrayed aggressive males in male on male relationships as handsome hunks with eight or ten inch swords. Bobby was just a tall skinny nineteen year old with a dick that was on the lean side of average; however, he had a magical mouth and an amazingly adept digit that made up for his shortcoming. I sat there pondering what it would be like when we cornholed each other, an act that had me a little apprehensive. I was full of misgiving about anal sex. I'd read that there would be pain involved in anal penetration. There had been a little pain associated with digital penetration, but the pain quickly subsided turning to pleasure once Bobby's digit was inside me. He wanted me to do him first and then he wanted to do me anally. I had no problems cornholing Bobby; however I was filled with foreboding feelings about him penetrating me. I didn't know why my mind was filled with impending dread. My friend didn't have a huge penis; I knew instinctively that I could take all of it with very little pain. I just sensed that being a bottom may not be for me. If being a bottom wasn't my cup of tea, why had I enjoyed being digitally diddled? Something I had definitely enjoyed. Was it the fact I'd read where guys that were bottoms were referred to as the bitch in the relationship. There was nothing feminine about me. I was no ones bitch, but I had enjoyed being finger fucked. The subject of dominance or bitch was something that Bobby and I had not discussed previously, but needed to be ironed out before proceeding. I wanted to repay my friend with a morning blowjob. As the predawn light filtered into the bedroom I could see that Bobby had a morning wood. I returned to the bathroom to get a warm washcloth that I lathered up with Irish Spring body wash to clean him up. As I returned from the bathroom I knelt next to the sleeping figure on the bed and began cleansing his cock and crotch. I washed his dick from tip to base, washing his balls and his ass crack too. I finished the job with a clean warm cloth. He moaned a little and his smile grew as I prepared Bobby for his morning blowjob. Once the erect little pole had been cleaned I took it in my hands and gently began fondling it and his scrotal sac. Even though Bobby's boner was on the smaller side his glans was a beauty. From what I could see in the ambient light it was nice and pink with a crimson coronal cock ring. His balls felt the size of pecans and his scrotal sac was hairless, all in all a very nice package. With great stealth I tactfully moved around on the bed like a tactical Special Forces operative on a secret mission under the cover of darkness. I finally made it between Bobby's legs unnoticed facing his mid section ready to launch a surprise attack on his manhood. I was drawn to Bobby's cockhead like a bee to honey. The fully erect fuck stick awaited the warmth of my wet mouth. I grasp hold of the base of Bobby's boner and under the faint rays of early morning sunlight I looked it in the eye. I didn't want to wake him up too soon. I lay there for a few moments admiring the beauty of Bobby's flagstaff with the purplish phallic knob flying high in all its glory. I saluted it, paying proper respect to the good-looking phallic guidon before going any farther in my quest to capture the flag. The good-looking piece of manhood stood straight and tall with just the slightest curve back towards Bobby's nondescript stomach. There was no distinguishable treasure trail leading to his small bush. The fingers of my right hand closed around the hard shaft of his cock while my left hand gently fondled his balls. As I held his hard cock in my hand I could feel the blood coursing through it. I wanted that hot throbbing monster with the spongy pink cockhead in my mouth as quickly as possible, but I restrained myself. With my hand wrapped around the base of Bobby's cock I began lowering my head towards the exposed glans in preparation to swallow it. As I moved forward my nose picked up on the inviting scent of the soap I'd used to clean his crotch; yet there was a slightly offensive musky odor emanating from his bush. My sensitive nose rooted around the undergrowth of pubic hair that surrounded the base of his dick, inhaling the scent, savoring the smell before engulfing that first mouthful of morning delight. As I held the base of Bobby's boner in my hand there was an overwhelming desire to immediately devour the entirety of it, and then begin bobbing up and down on it like a piston in a race car engine ramming in and out of my oral cylinder to finish him off. But that was so amateurish. I wondered what his semen would taste like. I lowered my face towards my early morning treat with anticipation and great stealth; however, before taking it full into my mouth I let my moist lips carefully close around the dome kissing it. Once I had the head enclosed in my lips I let my tongue began searching slowly around the plum colored ring of the cockhead. As my tongue circled the piece of plum colored fruit a top the tree I began to lightly tease the piss slit. The tip of my tongue tantalized the dome of Bobby's dick, flicking the piss slit open. I could taste a bitter tangy residue of dried precum and salty sweat from our first session a few hours earlier. The bitter yet tangy taste was intriguing to my taste buds. I wanted a taste. My tongue diligently bathed the magnificent looking cockhead, trying to coax some gooey ghost-semen from his urethral opening. Bobby was now moaning with desire as my saliva drooled down his cock shaft. Before I tired to inhale anymore of it I need to get the flow of seminal fluid going. I knew I could swallow the entirety of Bobby's steely hard cock, but I would continue concentrating my efforts on the head and first couple of inches the most sensuous portion the penis. My tongue found the frenulum, that sexually erogenous zone of the penis, and began teasing it. I applied light suction to the spongy cockhead and then began slowly bobbing up and down on the first few inches rubbing the frenulum with my tongue. I would let the glans pop out of my mouth every once in a while so I could scoop the dollop of precum from his piss slit. Then I would return capturing the entirety of his cock. Sensing a need for change, so as not to bring Bobby off prematurely, I let my tongue explore the underside of Bobby's cock shaft kissing and licking my way towards his scrotal sac. I gently nudged Bobby's inner thighs apart with my arms and elbows, spreading his legs further apart so my tongue could work its way towards the taint. I tantalized Bobby's cock with my tongue from the glans, licking and kissing my way down the full length of the underside of his dick, to his scrotal sac. I was going for the prize. I began kissing and teasing his taint, and then I found his brown eye in the darkness. By this time Bobby was waking up. Sensing what I was preparing to do to his ass he reached down pulling his butt cheeks apart, exposing the entirety of his ass to my touch. My tongue coated Bobby's pucker with a goodly amount of saliva. Bobby began moaning softly as he stirred to life on the bed. I coated my finger with more saliva and continued the probe, rubbing the rosebud entrance to Bobby's rectal opening with my finger tip. As my left hand worked the area of his asshole I continued slowly stroking his saliva slick hard cock with my right hand. I heard Bobby moan out telling me to take him. I withdrew my finger and tongue, lifting my head up to greet Bobby's smiling face. He suggested that we turn our bodies opposite each other so that we were facing each other's crotch area. Before I turned around to assume the top position Bobby handed me a small blue and white packet. The packet felt squishy. I asked what it was and Bobby told me it was lubricant. He advised me to open the packet and use it before I attempted to finger fuck him. I tore the packet open and squeezed a goodly amount onto his asshole. Bobby quickly snatched my swinging meat in his hands. He began kissing all around my crotch and buttock while I resumed working on his asshole. I worked the lube into his ass and began the penetration process. From our positions on the bed we took each other into our mouths and slowly began face fucking each other. I moved up and down on his blood engorged shaft licking around his beautiful cock head. I took one of his nuts into my mouth and then both of them. I began kissing the insides of his thighs and then moved up to his cock again. Then Bobby grasp my buns pulling them apart he buried his middle digit in my well-lubed asshole. I whooped with wanton desire as he frantically finger fucked me. I was going to experience yet another dynamite digital diddling. I reciprocated in kind. We both were finger fucking each other with devilish abandon as we sucked each other with wantonness. Once we were both well-lubed we began penetrating the depths of other's assholes. I was so wrapped up in what I was doing I didn't notice the moment Bobby penetrated my asshole. The next thing I knew Bobby's finger tip was massaging my magical button. I found his love button and began titillating it. We were both frantically finger fucking each other towards fruition. Sometime during the frenzy we both exploded like volcanoes, spraying spooge in each other's mouths. The warm viscous fluid that entered my mouth brought me back to earth. Bobby's cum didn't taste all that bad; in fact, it was rather tasty. We took a few seconds to milk each other dry before releasing our lip locks on each other's withering wangs. The sun was up now, and we were once again totally spent. We gathered in each other's arms where I told Bobby I was ready to try anal intercourse with him. Once again, in less than twenty-four hours, I'd experienced the ultimate sexual experience. I'd been digitally diddled while receiving a morning blowjob. Wow! What a fucking mind blowing experience.