Date: Fri, 28 Apr 2000 20:36:50 -0700
From: Bill Dixon <vault5@excite.com>
Subject: Hard Workout

    This is the story of my first encounter with a man. Everything is just
the way I remember it.


I was 23 years old and had been in the Air Force for 4 years, with 2 years
to go. After flying Air Rescue helicopters during the end of the Vietnam
war I was assigned to the Fire Dept. when I came back to the States. This
job gave me a lot of time off and naturally I became restless. I was going
to the gym about five times a week, playing basketball and just hanging
out.
    An older sargent(I guess 35 is older to someone my age) from the
hospital kept showing up late in the afternoon and gave me a real good work
out on the court playing one on one. For a couple of weeks this is how it
goes, an hour of hard basketball and then me going back to the barracks for
a shower. One day Bob says that we should get together on the upcoming
Friday after our game and have a few beers. I'm always up for a couple of
frosty ones after a hard workout so I told him sure I'd love that, where
should we meet? Bob says we can leave the gym right after our game and go
to his place off base and get cleaned up there then decide what to do. This
sounded great to me, many of my friends and I did just that all of the
time.
    That next Friday Bob and I had a fantastic work out, playing each other
harder then ever. Even though Bob and I were about the same height he out
weighed me by about 15 pounds. We were both slim and hard athletes working
to keep that way and enjoying our physical abilities. At 5 pm we both
agreed that we had enough and should head out. I followed Bob to his house,
an older, clean bungalow in a nice area. When we got inside he said that
there was beer in the fridge and I should grab him one while he jumped in
the shower first. I went to the kitchen, grabbed 2 brews, opened them and
looked around the house as I headed back towards the bathroom where I could
hear water running. I had been around gyms and dorms my whole life and did
not think twice about knocking on the open door and walking into the
bathroom at the same time, holding one beer out while taking a swig from
mine. "Here's your beer Bob", I said while I looked around the
bathroom. This was not your typical john, it looked as though a bedroom
size room had been converted into a large spa. There was a giant tile tub
in the corner that I was sure could hold 4 people at once. Next to the tub
was a counter with 2 sinks. Behind both of the tub and the sinks was a
giant mirror from ceiling to counter and corner to corner. Then I noticed
the other wall across the room was also covered by a giant mirror, giving
the whole room the feel of going on forever.
    Straight ahead of me was the shower, also made of tile and at least 8
feet across, with no curtain or door and 2 shower heads. It looked just
like a dorm shower. Bob, already in the shower, turns to me and says," Hey,
put those down and come on in, the water is fine".
    I had spent 2 years in Thailand and had seen many things to that point
in life. On Christmas eve the year before I had been taken to a place in
Bangkok where I witnessed 2 girls and a huge dildo, 2 men and a very young
girl, 2 men and a young boy, you name it and I saw it. But I never thought
about being turned on for sex accept with girls and women. All of that went
out the window when I looked at Bob. Here was this "David" like man, wet,
soapy, with the most beautiful hard cock I have ever even dreamed could be
real. I stood there and stared, my mouth open. His shaft was not all that
much longer than mine, maybe 7 and a half inches, but it was aleast half
again as around with a massive purple head.
    Bob smiled and said, "I thought so."  Still smiling he rinsed himself
off, making sure his cock is pointing at me the whole time. Many things
kept going through my mind. Turn and leave did not stay there long. Fall to
my knees and take his cock into my mouth was one of the strongest thoughts
of all. I put the beers on the counter, I took my clothes off quickly and
stepped into the shower. I was not thinking about getting clean, I was
thinking about that cock.
    Bob stepped back a little and handed me the bar of soap. "Wash my
body", he said. I got the soap wetter and started to rub it on his
chest. Reaching behind him I took the wash cloth off the ring, soaped it up
and continued to wash him.I spent along time washing him. He slowly turned
around so I could run the soapy wash cloth across his back and work it down
between his ass cheeks. He spread his legs slightly and bent forward with
his hands against the shower wall. I got to my knees and washed his ass and
inner thighs. Finally I reached around and took his cock into my soapy
hand, stroking it lightly, feeling it get even bigger than it was. I
slipped my hand down further under his balls, cupping them, washing them,
wanting them in my mouth. Bob finally pushed my hand lightly away and told
me to get very clean. With that he rinsed, took a towel and walked out of
the shower. I cleaned myself like I had never done before, not knowing what
would happen next.
    It didn't take me long to get rinsed off and step out into the
bathroom.  Bob was by the wall where I first came in. He had put on a pair
of leather pants that fit him so tightly you could see his cock pushing out
against them. "Do you understand what is going to happen?"he asks me. "I
think you are going to fuck me", I replied.  "Yes, I will get around to
that later tonight, but first I am going to get you ready. Now get down on
your hands and knees so I can clean you out." This was so very unreal to
me. My head was spinning and my knees were weak. But most of all, my cock
was as hard as a steel light pole. I relized that I was standing in front
of a man, naked, with a huge hard-on. I almost came right then. "Just to
warn you, if you come with out my permission, you will have to leave and
not come back", Bob said, like he was reading my mind.
    I slowly got down on my knees and looked up at him. He was holding a 4
inch long dildo with a hose coming out of it and going to a rubber hot
water bottle hanging over the toilet. I could easily see that the bottle
was full because the sides were bulging out. I put my hands down onto the
tile and lowered my head down to the floor so my ass was sticking up into
the air. Impossible as it should have been, my cock got even harder. Bob
got down next to me and put his hand on my back. He whispered into my ear,
" I knew the first moment I saw you that one day I would make you my
slave. I will only punish you by making you leave. I will reward you by
letting suck my cock and lick my balls. When I let you, you can come. Now I
am going to greese up this dildo and slip it into you ass. Have you ever
had anything stuck in your ass?" I told him about the girlfriend who liked
to finger fuck me when she gave me blow jobs and about the time she fucked
me with her vibrater. "Did I like it?" he asks quietly. "Oh, yes", I said.
    Right then his hand slides down my back and his finger slips into my
asshole with out a problem. He takes it out and I feel a warm liquid
running down the crack of my ass and smell baby oil. Bob begins to work his
hand around my asshole again, this time slipping his finger in and out
slowly, going deeper each time. I can't believe it, but soon I am raising
my whole butt up in antisipation of his finger.  After a few moments of
this he starts to use 2 fingers. The first time he goes very slowly,
stretching me more, and hurting me slightly. The second time he pushes both
in harder and deeper and I push me butt up to meet them. I sigh. Each time
his fingers push in a little faster and a little deeper.
    Bob stops. He stokes his hand up and down the crack of my ass for
awhile, almost touching my nuts. Then suddenly the dildo is in me. It
strecthes my out and burns as it is pushed all the way in at once. I try to
flatten myself down on the floor trying to get away from the invasion but
Bob has wrapped his hand that was stoking me around the base of my balls
and pulled up. Bob chuckles low in his throat and tightens his grip on my
balls and pulls up alittle harder. He slowly draws the dildo out and plays
it quickly in and out only an inch. After a few moments of this he increase
the depth, keeping up the pace he thrusts the dildo deeper and deeper,
until he is fucking me with abandon. During this time his grip aroud my nut
sack is getting harder. Suddenly he stops with the dildo barried deep in my
ass. I am panting, sweating, and my cock is so engorged I could drive nails
with it.
    "Calm down for a moment, relax, and we wil continue in a moment," Bob
whispers into my ear. He releases my balls. The dildo seems to have a life
of it's own. I can't beleive what I am feeling. Maybe Bob's intrution of my
asshole has done something I don't undersatand, because I am sure that his
toy is moving somehow. "Do not worry Bill, that is me putting air into the
rings at the base of the dildo. They will grow, one inside and one outside
your asshole." Bob is still speaking softly into my ear. "They will keep
the dildo inside of you until I let the air out, no matter how much water I
put inside of you. This means you will have to keep it inside you until I
tell you to let it out. Am I clear?" "Yes", I sigh. The movement becomes
pressure, then a slight strtching. Bob tugs at the hose to make sure it is
set, reaches up to the water bottle and turns the valve.
    I can hear the water gurgle, then feel the warmth of it flow into me. I
have never had an enama before, but this doesn't seem to bad. As I kneel
there I again ponder my position, naked, ass in the air with a dildo
clamped inside my ass, being filled with warm water. Never in my life had I
ever dreamed this could happen to me. I was glad it was and hoping I would
pass Bob's tests and remain for whatever he had in mind. During my
reflection the water continued to flow, and I was starting to notice the
full feeling starting to grow. It did not take long before it became
something I was starting to be concerned about. Still it continued to fill
me. I turned my head to try and look at the bottle, but Bob firmly took my
head and told me, "I will put as much water into as I want. I will fill you
up, make you drain it, then fill you again, but with more." I was realy
starting to feel the pressure building inside of me.
    Bob moved around in front of me and sat down so his crotch was inches
in front of my face. He spread his legs, one on each side of me and took my
head, guiding it down until my lips touched that fabulous leather clad
cock. I took a deep breath and smelled the oder of sex. I almost came at
that instant, but was barely able to stop myself. Bob reached down and
slipped the zipper down on each side of his pants. He pushed the front down
exposing his rigid phallus, it's purple head within reach of my lips. "Yes,
you can lick it and suck it. Take it down your throat and make me come."
Bob had an edge in his voice, "After I come, I will last longer when I fuck
your ass later." I opened my lips and tasted my first cock. I savored the
moment. I held it's head just with-in my lips and let the flavor saturate
my mouth. I opened my mouth wider and took more of his cock into my
mouth. Having received many blow jobs over the years and having insisted on
having my cock taken whole down the throat of of the lucky lady who I was
with, I now understood how hard these pretty young things had to work to
get my piece all the way into their mouths. It must of been how worked up I
was or I turned out to be a natural, because it did not take me long to
deep throat this horse. I almost forgot what was happening behind me,my ass
filling up with water, when Bob reminded me by saying," I am very proud of
you. I did not think you could take a whole half gallon of water the first
time. Now we can consintrate on this." With that he pulled his cock out of
my mouth. I whimpered and begged." please let me suck your cock. I will do
anything to suck it." Bob laughed that deep throaty grunt, reached behind
me and disconnected the hose from the dildo,he put his hand back onto my
back and began to spank my bottom lightly. "Have you ever had your ass
spanked before?" I shook my head, still with it almost on the floor and my
ass sticking up. " I said I wouldn't punish you, but I do enjoy the sound
of leather smacking flesh. He stood up and walked over where my pants lay,
slipped the leather belt out of the loops, returned to me and stood over me
while he peeled his pants off. When they were off he reached down and
stuffed the crotch area off those leather pants into my mouth.
    "How many do you think you can handle?" I could not guess how many. If
I guessed low he might give me more, if I picked high he just may give them
to me. "Ten," I mumbled, knowing he could not understand me. "Good, twenty
five is what it will be. And if you move I'll start over. Now fear ran
through me. How would I react? Bob reached down and wrapped his hand around
my balls again, but this time pulled only far enough to put a strap around
the base of my cock and snapped it tight. Then he put another one around
the base of my balls, stretching them away from my cock. "That should keep
you from coming" Without notice Bob brought my belt down across my ass
striking both cheeks at the same time and bringing me to full attention.
Again Bob whipped my ass. Again. They came fast and hard. I lost count, he
could have layed that belt to my ass fifty times for all I know. When he
was finished Bob lifted me up by the arm and took me over to the giant
miirror and turned me around so I could see the red welts that crossed my
ass. There I stood, giant hard on trussed up like a doomed chicken, ass
redder than my embaressed face, and a dildo peeking out between my cheeks.
Bob turned me toward him and hugged me, rocking me slightly and saying,"
You have done well so far, I am very proud. I can tell by the size of your
cock that you are enjoying this." He reached up and wiped the tears from my
eyes, pulled the pants from my mouth, them kissed me hard, driving his
tounge into my mouth and almost down my throat. Bob reached down and
stroked my cock with one hand and reached around with his other hand and
started to move the dildo around. I almost passed out. Bob stops, steps
back and reaches out with both hands and grips my nipples between his
finger tips and twists. "Are you ready to drink my come?" Again I was
within seconds of coming,and Bob must of sensed that because he let go and
said, "Get on your knees and suck my cock."
    I was happy to do just that. Even thought bending over made me aware of
my bulging abdomen and the dildo shoved up my ass, I dropped to my knees
and took his whole cock straight into my mouth. I licked and sucked for all
I was worth, working at it so hard I did not realize that my drool was
dripping off Bob's balls. Bob let me make a fool of myself for awhile and
seemed to enjoy it. He started rocking his hips and making little jab
motions with his cock. I looked up once and saw him smiling down at me. I
was so full of pride that I was making Bob happy. After about fifteen
minutes Bob reached down and put his hands on each side of my head, holding
my head in place and started to earnistly fuck my mouth. He drove his cock
deep into my throat, faster with each stroke, fucking me faster and
faster. His thrust would go deep enough that his balls would almost pop
into my mouth. I did not have a chance to suck any more, I was just a cunt,
being fucked hard. He drove deep one last time and held my face tight up
against his belly while his dick spasmed within my mouth, jumping at it's
own rythm while it pumped huge globs of come down my throat. I did not even
have a chance to swallow becauce his cock pumped it's load so deep. He
moaned loudly and started to draw out, leaving the head of his cock just
inside my mouth and let three or four spasms spurt his loaed onto my
tounge.
    Stepping back Bob said, "Turn around and bend over." I did and he
released the air from the dildo. I was concerned that I would loose my grip
on it and it would slip out of my ass and letting Bob down, but I held it,
in spite of the waves of cramps that started to hit me. "Go to the bathroom
to the left and drain yourself." I did that, finding a small closet like
toilet area with tile covering floor, walls and ceiling. The dildo slid out
just as I sat on the toilet. I was able to grab it, pulling it out of the
way just in time to miss it with the torent of waste that came out of
me. When I finished Bob was at the door, "Stand up and turn around." I did
as I was told. Bob took a large hose off of a hook, turned on the fawcett
attached to it, adjusted the water to warm and shoved the hose up my as at
least a foot. I let out a scream, but kept my place as the water continued
to pour into me. Bob's intentions were not to keep this from staying in
me. There was no way I could hold this amount of water. It did not take
long for it to come gushing out and all over the floor. It ran and ran. Bob
was standing outside clear of the mess. I stayed bent over listening to the
water splatter on the floor. Finally Bob leaned in and turned the water
off, slowly pulled the hose out, and told me to clean up myself and the
bathroom.
    I found everything I needed for both and did a great job, hoping to
please Bob. When I finished I dried and returned to the original bathroom.
I found a note from Bob that instructed me to clean up the mess in there
then come to the bebroom. I finished quickly and found Bob in a tidy
bedroom with a giant four poster bed in the middle of it. Bob was standing
next to the bed with a towel and a tube of baby oil. "I am tired but I
still intend to fuck you tonight. After we are done do not worry I will
make sure you are awake in time to make it to work." He instructed me to
lay on my back on the edge of the bed and draw my legs up to my chest. " Do
not touch your cock or come until I tell you to. Do you understand?" I
shook my head up and down while I climbed onto the bed and turned to lie on
my back. I reached down and pulled my knees up, spreading my legs as for as
I could. Bob stepped forward, slid the towel under my ass, and put the baby
oil up to my asshole and squeezed the bottle. Baby oil was injected into my
butt and oozed out. Spreading some oil on his once again rock hard cock, so
it glistened, he stepped up to me and slid the whole thing into my ass in
one fluid motion. The head spread me out then plopped in, followed by the
rest of that beautiful beef bayonet. The burning was very intense, the
pleasure even greater.
    With him burried deep in me, Bob wiped the oil off his hands on the
towel, released the straps around my stone cock and balls, reached up and
started twisting and pinching my nipples again. This seemed to be his
signal to start fucking me in earnest. He would pull all the way out then
slip it in to the hilt. As was his style he would increase the tempo with
every few strokes. His grip on my nipples inreased then stopped, along with
his fucking. Bob reached out and retrieved two wood spring clothes pins
from where I don't know. He opened them up and placed one onto each of my
nipple tips. The shock was very intense and seemed to go write down to the
base of my balls. Bob smiled. He then started fucking me again. Drawing out
his cock and slamming it back into me. He seemed like he could go on
forever. Every thrust sent waves over pleasure throughout my body. He
shifted slightly and his aim now was directed at my postrate, pounding at
it with his giant meat hammer. I lost all track of time. At least an hour
went by. " You may stoke your cock now." he said just as he reached down
and pinched my already screaming nipples between the cloths pin tips. I
grabbed my cock and stoked only a few times before coming like never
before. My last memory that night was having gobs of my own jisem splatter
on my face and me sobbing with joy.
    Of course that was hard to remember the next morning for a while, since
I woke up on my belly with Bob's cock fucking me from behind. That was an
incredible alarm clock.

    Thank you for reading this. After twenty years, the exact words are
difficult to remember, but what took place that night I will never
forget. All of my fantasies are wrapped around that moment. They may vary,
more intense spanking sometimes with me being tied up, or more nipple play,
or more sucking.