Date: Tue, 23 Sep 2003 20:41:23 +0000
From: wadewright@att.net
Subject: It's My Fucking Asshole, Damn It!

		     It's My Fucking Asshole, Damn it!

			      By Wade Wright

	Brian and Terry met at a local levi/leather, dark bar.  They just
happened to run into each other, and Brian sat down beside Terry in the
back bar.  During their conversation, Terry told Brian that he was the same
guy that Brian had pulled off of the street for one night, to ask if he
wanted a ride.  Well, anyway, that night Terry was waiting on his brother
to come pick him up so he had to decline the offer.  This night was
different.  Terry was anxious to do some talking to see if things could
work out better this time, and of course since he was growing a major
hard-on, and actually making Brian reach down and feel it, things were
working in the right direction for each man.
	In the "getting to know you" conversation is when the rough, ready
and tough activity became the topic of conversation.  Terry wanted to fuck
Brian and kept asking if he could take all of it.
	"Hell yes man! Hell yea!  I will eat that thing completely!"
	"You sure you can take all of it, man?
	"Terry, I take 18" dildos up my ass!  I think I can take that
dick!"
	Brian's comment about his dildos really turned Terry on,
completely!  Brian had yet to discover just why that comment made Terry so
hot and ready.
	"Oh shit man!  Are you going to let me come over and play with your
ass then?"  Terry asked, or was it begged?  "Can we use some of those
dildos on your ass too?"
	"Hell yes man!  My ass needs some fucking attention and you do kind
of sound like the man that just might be able to take care of it, and in
the way that I like for it to be taken care of!"
	As Terry continued to sit there and kept putting Brian's hand back
on his growing boner, he asked Brian just what did he like to do and maybe
rather stupidly, Brian told him, "Hey man, just about any damn thing you
want to do back there.  I have been looking for some guy that is kind of
way out there so to say, and I guess just about whatever you want back
there, can be yours for the doing.  Have you ever fisted a guy?"
	"Yea, I have."  Terry replied.
	"Good, I want fisted and I want you to just use my ass to your
pleasure."
	Terry gulped the rest of his small pitcher of beer down, and said,
"Let's go!"
	The men went to Brian's house and immediately were in the bedroom,
naked, and playing with each other.
	Terry hit the bed on his back, putting his black boner up in the
air, and Brian immediately took it in his mouth as if it was dessert for
the night.  Being the length that it was, Brian did need to get himself in
just the right position to get the entire stick down his throat.
	As he came back off of it, Brian did let Terry know just how damn
good it was having something that big stuck down his throat again.  Brian,
then re-ate it, and truly enjoyed having the mouth full of man meat!"
	Brian was in his upper 50's, about 5'8", 160lbs, and in damn good
physical shape.  He had admitted to Terry earlier in their conversation
about how he did intend to rejoin a gym to get back into better, and some
tighter shape.  When Terry told him to stand up so he could see what he was
talking about, Terry was not displeased with what Brian already looked
like.
	Terry was probably in his later 40's or maybe early 50's. Once,
when Brian saw Terry laying across the bed, Brian did think that for
whatever age that guy is, he sure does have a nice, young tight body.  The
only reason Brian was not too sure of Terry's age was the gray hair on his
chest.  His body did not look quite old enough to be sprouting gray hair,
and especially on a black man.  Brian realized that black men do not
normally gray as quickly as white guys do. Terry was almost the same size
as Brian, structurally, well except for the dick. Although for a white guy,
Brian did have an oversized dick, Terry's was longer.
	After Brian enjoyed the cocksteak, Terry started getting all
anxious to start the main reason for being there, and that was to play with
Brian's ass.  In the beginning, things went pretty well, except for one
time that Terry was doing something back there that Brian was not so sure
about.
	Brian thought that Terry was using one of the 18" dildos on him, --
well he did know that Terry was using the dildo, but for a moment Brian
thought that Terry was just fast ramming it up inside of him, without any
caution.  To Brian, it did feel like Terry was taking the dildo, like maybe
in both hands, and just using all his force that he did he have, to put it
up in there as fast and as far as possible.  As it did turn out, that was
not what was happening.  Terry had the dildo up in Brian about 14 inches,
and was then putting his dick in Brian's ass, beside the dildo.
	Once Brian found out what was actually happening, then things were
OK.  He did like the idea that the dildo and Terry's dick were both in him
at the same time, but he did tell Terry though, that Terry needed to let
him know what was going on back there so that he would know what to expect,
and know if it was feeling alright.
	Terry was really getting all turned on by using the dildos up in
Brian's ass.
	Brian was enjoying it too.  He was suffering some pain, true,---
which is one of the reasons he likes to play this way, but then something
did not feel right, and the inside of his ass was not comfortable!  Not at
all!
	Brian asked Terry to stop for a moment.  He asked again!
	Terry would not stop, regardless of how much Brian begged him to
stop, Terry simply was all engrossed in his own sexual fantasies, and he
did not care what Brian was saying.
	Brian was hurting and he did not like that, since he was
experienced enough to know that it should not be hurting up inside, if
everything was OK.
	Brian was starting to get really concerned about what might be
happening inside of his asshole since this stuff did not feel right.
	He asked Terry to stop whatever was going on back there for a
moment.  Terry refused and continued his actions.  Brian again asked him to
stop and explained that something was just not right.
	Terry refused to listen.  He kept up whatever it was he was doing.
He turned a completely deaf ear to Brian.
	Brian was now getting very concerned, wondering if he could happen
to be with one of those guys that will do whatever he wants, regardless of
what body damage happens to the bottom.  After all, these two men had never
played together before, and Brian was now starting to get very concerned
about his own personal safety.
	Brian, tried and tried to get Terry to stop!  He refused!
	Brian really was not wanting to stop all of the play, up until now,
it was going good, but he wanted it to stop long enough to find out why
something inside was not right.
	Terry refused.
	Brian was now getting very concerned about his own physical safety
and was starting to really wonder just what and who he was playing with.
Nor did Brian really care for the fact that they were in his house, and if
anything really went terribly wrong, all Terry needed to do was walk away,
and leave Brian there by himself!
	Brian was trapped. He was under Terry and Terry had complete
control of Brian's movements.  He was wondering if maybe this Terry guy was
getting way out of control?
	"Terry stop!"
	"It's my fucking asshole damn it!  Damn it, Terry, stop it now!
Damn it Terry, stop now!  Damn man, something does not feel right!  Shit
man when I say stop, for God sake stop!"
	"Well you said you wanted it rough and hard.  That's what I was
giving you."
	"Terry, when I said I wanted it rough and hard, yes, I wanted it
rough and hard, and I want to play with a man that can do that, but shit
man, if something is not feeling right inside, I want you to quit when I
say quit!  Damn it!  I'm not going to tell you to stop just for the hell of
it.  I want to play, and I want to play this way, and I am damn glad that I
found myself a guy that likes to play rough and kind of crazy, so I am not
going to be stopping it for no reason!  Understand?"
	"Shit man!  If I think my asshole is getting all torn up inside, or
could get all torn up, with whatever you are doing back there, then I am
going to come out fighting to get you to quit whatever you are doing!  Do
you understand?"
	"Terry we are here and doing this because we are two guys that
finally found another guy that plays on the rather crazier side of sex
stuff, and it is hard to find somebody that likes to play that way!
Especially when a top finds a bottom and vice versa.  You like to do it to
other guys, and I happen to be the other guy that likes to have it done to
me, but shit man, we have got to work together!  You are using my asshole,
my asshole ----damn it, and that asshole is part of my body.  I can not
just let you rip and tear it all up, just because you are all hot and heavy
to get really rough with someone.  When we get done tonight, I don't want
my asshole draining blood like some fucking red river.  If you are not
going to protect me, and my ass, then by God I will!  When I beg you to
stop doing something, you either stop, or this fun is over, understand?"
	"Terry, you know damn well that tonight you finally found someone
that is kinky too, and I did say, -----yea man, let's go do it.  You know
how long you have looked for some guy that will admit that he wants his
asshole used, abused, played with, and wants you to do it to him, and
-------is letting you do just about whatever you want back there, but damn
it man, if I can't trust you back there, then this is not going to work
out!  I wanted you to get around to fisting me and seeing just how much of
your arm I could take up in my ass, but man, if I can't trust you to listen
to me when I say something has got to stop, then there is no way in hell I
can trust having your fist up in my ass.  Man, your fist in my ass means
you have your damn hand up inside of me!  Shit man, if you do then, like
you just did, and your hand is up in my asshole, you would probably rip out
my whole insides, and then I am really fucked!  Oh, you, ---you can just go
home after you drop me off at the hospital door, but me----a totally
different story man!
	Terry I guess maybe when I told you earlier that, yes, I like it
rough, hard, real man like and I really do like to have my ass played with
really on the rough side, maybe I should have emphasized, the word
----safely, though!"
	Terry, I did not think that you might be the kind of a guy that
might find it fun ripping up my insides.  If that is what you want to do,
and you find that fun, then we are over man!"
	"Terry, I am the one with stuff stuck up in my asshole, and damn it
man, when something is not right, we've got to stop until we find out why.
Shit man, it is my damn asshole, and if you rip it all up inside just
because you got all hot and bothered, you won't be the one laying in the
hospital with some doctors trying to get your ass to quit bleeding, damn
it!  Yes Terry, rough and hard and really go to it, but damn it man, safely
please!"
	"Terry, I've had enough stuff rammed up in my asshole before, and I
mean a long way up in there, that I know what I can take up in there and
how to expect it to feel, and if something is not feeling right, then damn
it, I expect you to listen to me and stop when I ask you to."
	"Terry, you admit that you don't get stuff rammed up in your ass,
and that you don't even get fucked, so maybe you don't know that a guy can
tell if something is wrong or not. You really do need to listen to me when
I am trying to say something.  I sure as hell would not have brought you
home to play around with if I wasn't wanting it good and rough like we
talked about at the bar.  But Shit man!  Damn it!  It is my asshole, and I
don't want it all ripped apart just because you are too damned stubborn to
listen to me!"
	The play session came to a rather sudden halt after the
misunderstanding, or miss actions, whichever it was, and Terry asked to be
taken home.
	Brian was not happy with that request, but Terry insisted.
	As Brian drove Terry home, Terry decided that he wanted to be taken
to what is in-fact the worst sleaziest gay bar in town.  Brian asked him if
he was the hustler or the payer, if he wanted to go to that bar.  In
response Terry then decide that Brian could just take him home.
	Brian asked, "OK where do you want to go?"
	Terry answered, "Well actually I didn't want to go anywhere, I
wanted to be at your place."
	"Well shit man, so did I!"  Brian said.
	"Where do you want me to take you?"
	"Home, take me home."
	Then after a few moments of complete silence, Terry said, "I don't
want anybody else in that ass until I get back in there!"
	"What?"  Brian asked.  What are you saying?"
	"I'm saying that I don't want anybody else fucking your ass until I
get back to it."
	"Well, when in the hell is that going to be?  You are telling me
that I can not get fucked by any guy, until you do it, and I have no idea
of when that is going to be?"
	"Tomorrow afternoon, after I get off of work!  I get off at
3:00. You may need to come and get me though!"
	"OK, I'll do that.  I can come and get you!  Can I go home and fuck
myself with one of the dildos though?"
	"Yea, you can fuck yourself, just nobody else gets to fuck you,
OK?"
	"Yea, OK!"
	"OK, I'll call you when I get off of work!  Pull in here, it's that
apartment building."
	Brian dropped Terry off, and drove off rather disappointed that the
night had not lasted longer. He was still wanting some radical sex, but
just with a better understanding.
	Brian pulled out of the apartment drive, went directly home and
shortly went to bed.  He tried to go to sleep, but he was still feeling
disappointed that the evening went they way that it did, and was kind of
confused as to just why Terry was acting so eager to come back the next day
and play around some more, since he had decided to leave rather suddenly
that night.
	Brian decided that a good jerk off might help him feel better.  He
did not fuck himself with the dildo, but he did put some tit clams and
chains on, so that he could put the chain in his mouth and kind of play
with his tits, while he jerked off, on himself.
	He finally went to sleep after having his self-with-self sex.
	As he got up the following morning, he discovered just exactly how
terribly disappointed he actually was.  Much more so than he had realized
the night before!
	An old wallet that was on the dresser, was moved.  All of a sudden,
he remembered coming out of the bathroom, after washing off some grease
from his ass, and he had seen Terry kind of jump back onto the bed.  At the
time, Brian did not think too much about it, but now, after checking his
billfold which was in his jeans, thrown across the chair in the bedroom,
seeing that every bit of money had been removed from it, really pissed him
off!  Even more, really disappointed him that a guy, that he thought he
would be able to have some good active fun with, will never be allowed back
in his house again.
	"I wonder if he has got the guts to call me today?"