Date: Tue, 10 May 2005 13:20:50 EDT
From: Mia33140@aol.com
Subject: Ray Likes Kink Too (part 1)

This story is semi-fiction and contains FF, kink, and other explicit
activities between two or more men. I hope you like.

It was spring in New York and I was eager to get out of my suit and tie
and enjoy my weekend in the big apple. My new job had me bi-coastal and
instead of going home for the weekend I thought I would sniff out some
fun and trouble in the city. I changed and showered and cleaned out (in
hopes I may trade fucks later) and went out to meet a friend from
California for a late happy hour.

We met at a nondescript bar and caught up quickly. Ray and I had tried
dating back in our early 20s but we were both too inexperienced to make
it work. Since we were near his house, after cocktails he invited me up
to his apartment for another drink. It was too early to hit the bars and
Ray had told me he was going to a party later and that he needed to
change clothes.

As we walked I asked Ray what the neighborhood bars were like and he gave
me directions to a few for after we split for the evening. He pointed out
a leather bar but said I would probably not be allowed in the way I was
dressed. I said "darn". He smiled.

His apartment was very cool. Minimal, small but great chrome and leather
furniture. After making a pitcher of Martinis he headed to the shower. On
his way he handed me one of those LCD screen universal remotes and told
me to turn on some tunes. I was into the remote and started to play. It
closed the shades, it dimmed the lights and it operated the entertainment
center.

His plasma TV was cool so I turned it on and hit play for the DVD. I
don't know if Ray meant for me to see it or not but there was some
serious gay porn going on. I sat on the couch and started to watch. Much
to my happy surprise the second scene started to get even better. This
hot tattooed man was pissing on a hot tattooed boy. In the background was
a can of Crisco which I was hoping would soon be in use.

I whipped out my dick and started to enjoy myself as a leather daddy
entered the room and started to play with the tattooed man's hot ass. "Do
you like?" I snapped out of my Martini-porn-horniness haze and saw a wet
Ray standing above me with his Martini in one hand and dripping dick in
the other.

Ray had grown-up nice. At 34 he had the body of a god. Unlike my hairless
bod he had a nice covering of man fur (where it looks good and none where
it doesn't). And I guess dicks keep growing in your 20s 'cause his was
way bigger then I remember.

I smiled at him and said I liked. I was not referring to the hot porn but
about the hot man in front of me. He kneeled in front of me and took my
cock in his mouth. Eventually I got on the floor and maneuvered myself
into a sixty-nine. Just as I got the swing of his perfect meat he
inserted a finger then another into my hole. I returned the favor. We
moaned in unison.

We were definitely on the same wave length. He got up and started to
prepare the room. I almost came when he got out a ladder and began to put
chains in strategically placed hooks in the ceiling. Together we hung his
well-made heavy leather sling. "I'm not freaking you out am I?" he asked.
I pointed at my extremely hard cock and smiled.

Once hung he got a cloth for under the sling and opened this black
leather chest/end table. It was his toy chest filled with Crisco, gloves,
poppers, leather floggers, clothes pins, and big dildoes and plugs.
"Well, you are freaking me out now." I said still hard and still smiling,
"Just so long as these are for your ass not mine."

He hopped up to take his seat in the sling and said, "Well, I would have
liked to work your butt, but if you want me to have all the fun I'll take
it." He opened a bottle of poppers and took a hit. "Before we go any
further though, just fuck the hell out of me would you?'

I smiled, rubbered up, lubed up and plowed that pretty hole. There was
zero resistance. My bone went all the way in one stroke. The last time I
fucked this hole Ray complained that it hurt and that I was too big. This
time it was heaven, all loose and sloppy and anxious to be used. Ray and
I may have gone different directions, but we ended up in the same place.

So I fucked for a while and then pulled out and teased his hole with my
fingers. He loved it and was very vocal about wanting more. I took this
opportunity t get on my knees and inspect the hole. "Ray, this aint no
asshole." I said, "This is one huge pussy. You've got the biggest cunt I
have ever seen." I looked into his eyes and I could tell I embarrassed
him. I smiled and added, "I fucking love this man-pussy...damn please let
me rip it open more."

He liked that idea and became even more vocal. I made him beg and tell me
what he really wanted. "What do you want bitch? You can't have it if you
don't ask..come on what do you want?"

With that he started to yell and beg for me to fist him.

As the words crossed his lips I snapped on the gloves and opened the
Crisco. I applied the Crisco to his puffy ass lips and started to push
gobs into his hole. As I started to stretch him open he grabbed the sling
chains and pushed his body forward taking me well past the wrist in one
movement.

Ray was a fist pig. A real slut. As much as I love fisting I had never
gone in so smoothly or quickly. I looked back at him to see him smiling
and waiting for me to make the next move. I withdrew my had and pushed it
all the way back in. "Bitch," I said, "I am in control here, you do that
again and I am through." With that I stretched and pulled and played.

This was the Disney Land of assholes and I was taking every ride. At some
point Ray realized I loved ass as much as he loved fist. I worked that
hole until I had to pull out and give my hand a rest. Ray said he needed
to break for a while so that he didn't start to cramp. "Got to save some
for later too."

He got out of the sling and I washed up. We downed two or three more
martinis. Ray wasn't ready to go back in the sling so he offered to eat
my hole. I jumped at the chance to have a rim job. I got in the sling and
enjoyed the talent of his tongue and lips on my ass hole. "Hey Mr.
Topman, this aint no virgin hole here. I think you been holding out on
me."

With that I confessed to being a decent fuck bottom and even having
experimented with some sizable butt plugs but that I had no desire to
take a fist. "Okay." he said, "So let me work some toys on you."

What the hell, I was waisted, relaxed and horny. Before he did anything
to my ass, he got a leather blindfold out of his chest and put it on me.
I hesitated but he said that it is so hot to feel it without seeing it.
That the ass doesn't fear, the eyes do.

He went slow and treated me sweetly. At one point he had been working
something slowly in me. I didn't quite know what was going on until I
realized he was withdrawing it and it was long, it just kept coming out
and coming out. I asked how much I had taken. He laughed and just said,
"A whole lot."

He had me do poppers and told me when I should exhale. He kept playing
and the more he was in my ass with the toys the more comfortable I
became. A few times it got intense for me but Ray read me well and backed
off. It got real intense at one point and Ray told me that he was just
going to play a little and let me relax.

I took a hit of poppers to calm down and as I exhaled he said "just a
little pain then relax". I felt the pain as I figured he was putting in a
bigger butt plug. I felt full but it was not uncomfortable. He told me to
take another hit of poppers and then take off my blindfold.

I immediately looked to see what size plug was in my ass. I let out the
poppers and gasped as I saw that he had his fist in me. I struggled and
forced his hand against my prostate. I shot all over Ray's face and even
over my shoulder. He worked the moment and pulled out just as I was
cumming off my orgasm.

I wanted to be mad but was thrilled. This was hot sex. "My apologizes to
the bottoms back home." he said "I think I may have just converted their
favorite top."

stay tuned for part two (what happened later that evening)