Date: Tue, 21 May 2002 23:14:51 -0700 (PDT)
From: kaiser Sosay <kysirsosay@yahoo.com>
Subject: Dalliances: Part Deux

Dalliances: Part Deux

By Michael Curtis

Ever just crave sex? I walked off the ship, down the
pier and headed for the trolley. I knew of a place in
down town San Diego where I was certain I would find
sex. The YMCA. Just knew it was there.

I went to the front desk and asked for a room, having
no idea what was required or how much it cost. I was
hoping it wasn't to much as I still needed to buy
something to drink. Fortunately it fit my budget. I
got my key and headed back out the main door. I walked
fast down the sidewalk and made my purchase at the
corner liquor store. I was nervous and I needed
something to loosen me up a bit. I was feeling anxious
and not a little guilty...

Ah! But the sexual energy, the excitement I was
feeling had my cock in a state of semi-hardness,
drooling onto my thigh. With my brown paper bag I
walked quickly past the front desk attendant and to
the elevator, not caring that a wet spot was forming
on my Levi's.

As the elevator door opened to my floor I noticed
there wasn't a whole lot of lighting. It was quiet and
eerie as I made my way to my room. Once there I
cracked open the bottle and took a long pull. I laid
down on the bed and thought about what I would do
next.

The first idea I came up with was to go take a shower.
Perhaps something would happen down there. It's funny
because I really didn't know what "something" was.
Just that it would be sex... It would be sucking...
maybe even fucking if I was comfortable.

The second idea, and the one I ultimately used was to
simply crack open my door and hope someone interesting
would knock. So with the door ajar I laid back on the
bed, my shirt unbuttoned down to my waist, sipping
whiskey and waiting for "something". It didn't take
long...

When he looked inside my room I think he knew
immediately I was there for the taking. He looked
solid, a bit shorter than I. All in all, pretty
normal. Without a word he crossed the floor over to
the bed and reached out his hand to my chest. He then
moved it slowly down my stomach and my cock began to
respond, pulsating and expanding against the tight
denim. I closed my eyes and put my arms back. I wanted
him to know he was in control. I was horny but I
wasn't completely comfortable with men. This was only
my second time...

He sensed my submissive disposition and instead of
opening my fly and pulling out my cock he pulled out
his. And there it was, much thicker than the first
hard cock I'd seen up close. It looked very similar to
mine actually. He gracefully pulled off his jeans and
underwear and straddled my chest, his cock waving in
my face. If it could talk it would have said, "Suck
me".

I opened my mouth and took it in, flicking my tongue
around the head. I sucked that cock with a lot more
enthusiasm than my first one and was feeling almost
proud of myself. My hands were holding the sides of
his ass as he gently thrust his pelvis back and forth.
I pulled his cock out of my mouth, grabbed the base of
it and slowly squeezed upwards towards the head,
trying to draw some pre-cum like one trying to get the
last of the toothpaste. Out came a shiney drop and I
tasted it to see if it tasted like mine.

He groaned when he saw this and for a brief panicked
moment I thought was going to come all over my face.
Instead he quickly pulled my Levi's off and then
stared down at my cock and the pool of wetness on my
thigh.

I was anticipating a blow job, but instead he lifted
my legs into the air, pushing my knees back to my
chest. He then ran his finger through the puddle of
pre-cum on my thigh and then began caressing circles
on my asshole. I wanted to enjoy this but I knew he
was just lubbing me up for his cock. I wasn't ready
for that yet. I should have said something but I
didn't as I watched him position that thick cock at my
opening.

His first attempt was a thrust, not a push or a nudge
and it hurt like hell. He looked into my eyes as if to
say, 'Here I come again.' and that's when I stopped
him, my hands on his chest.

"You're too big to go that fast", I whispered as I
couldn't seem to find my normal voice.

"I need to fuck you", was all he said before spitting
into his palm and stroking his cock. He did this three
or four times before guiding the head back to my
asshole. I closed my eyes expecting the worst,
thinking that I was going to have to defend myself if
this guy didn't play nice. But I was pleasantly
surprised as he gently slid the head of his cock in
and out. The sensation was incredible and my own cock
began to swell again.

"Do you mind if I get on top of you?", I asked him, my
eyes still closed, afraid to look directly at him. I
wanted to control the amount of penetration because I
didn't think he could keep things at this pace for
long.

"Sure", he said rolling over on his back.

I straddle him while grabbing his cock and guiding the
head to my ass. I realized it could use a bit more
lubrication so I slid down and sucked on it again,
slobbering all over it, my heart racing. Back on top
of him he held his cock straight up and I felt it
touch my ass. Ever so slowly I pushed down. Ever so
slowly my ass expanded and after a minute (really, who
knows how long?) I had him buried up my ass. Instead
of raising myself up and down I began to grind on his
cock, all the while stroking my own. I sensed how
close I was to coming and knew if I kept going I'd
shoot my load but for some reason I just didn't care.
My cum shot out of my cock and landed on his neck and
chest. I guess during my orgasm he began thrusting
upwards and saw the green light to let the real
fucking begin.

Having spent myself I sat on top of him, reacting to
his thrusts like a limp noodle. Without losing our
connection he rolled me onto my back, pushed my legs
back to my chest and began pounding his cock into my
ass. I was absolutely lost in pleasure. I could feel
nothing but my insides being pumped and stroked. He
must have been touching my prostrate because the my
cock was rock hard. I wanted to jack off again but I
had to hold onto his arms to withstand the force of
his thrusts.

He came with a fury. He tried to pull out but I felt a
few bursts of cum inside before I felt the rest of it
coat my cock and balls. I reached down with both hands
and rubbed it into my cock. He sat back and watch as I
used his come to jack off. I came hard once again as
he watched.

When things had calmed down he slowly got up and began
putting on his clothes. He didn't say good bye, thank
you...anything. He just left. I lay there covered in
my own cum, feeling his leak out of my ass, physically
satisified, yet mentally disturbed. I had just had the
most intense sex in my life with a man.