First Time For (Nearly) Everything, Part 3 - The Climax

While I was exhausted from a huge orgasm, my friend needed some attention. Now that I felt a little more comfortable, it was time to thank him in a most appropriate manner. I told him it was my turn, so I laid him on his back, and started making my way down his chest. I took first one, then the other nipple in my mouth, and alternatively sucked and chewed gently on his erect nipples. He very much liked it, to the point that he put his hands behind my head and held my head in place so I could continue. Too bad, though, cuz I had other ideas of what I was going to do to him next. I not so slowly made my way down his body to his very hard cock. Wanting to remember what his precum tasted like, I quickly too his mushroom head into my mouth, swirling my tongue around licking up his juices. I can still hear his moans as I type this, sound of a combination of lust and enjoyment.

I started to slowly bob my head up and down, hoping that I could eventually take all of him down my throat. Between moans he encouraged me to relax my mouth so I would be able to take more of him until all of him was in me. I did the best I could, and while never reaching full depth I got most of the way there (reminder to self, find local partners to keep in practice. You need to kep eating more meat). Since I couldn't take all of him in my mouth, I compensated by masturbating him while I tried to swallow him whole. This seemed to work well, as he started moaning louder and jerking his body violently. Keeping him still longer enough for him to come in my mouth was getting difficult, but it was worth the effort.

Finally, he arched his back, screamed I'M CUMMING, and shot load after load into my mouth. I wish I could say all his cum safely made it down my throat, but more than a couple drops escaped. I quicky used my fingers to wipe them up so I could lick then. The salty, milky taste was amazing. I returned to his cock to slurp up every last drop of his cum (yes, I stopped to clean myself off. First time giving a blowjob, I didn't get the memo about what order you do these things in. If we ever meet, I know better now).

He was exhausted, just laying in my bed trying to catch his breath. Me, on the other hand, had fully recovered enough that my cock got hard again. I remembered how good his thumb felt on my butthole, and decided to try that on him. He said, aren't you tired? I said on got my second wind. Any interest in the back end? He said I would never say no to a hard cock. I jumped up, went to my bathroom, and got some petroleum jelly. I came back to bed, sucked my thumb a bit, then went to work on his ass. I had to roll him on his belly for easier access, and once I did, I got really hard. My thumb was nice and wet from my saliva and his cum. I gently placed it at his anus, and pressed on it, gently at first, then a little harder. He reached back to give his hole easier access to me, which was helpful. After a minute or so, I pushed my thumb inside his ass. He moaned again, saying that felt so good. I moved it in and out, never fully removing it, just using it as a small penis. He finally said if you are going to be in there, give me your hard cock or don't bother. I said, if you say so. I got him on his hands and knees, put the lubricant on my cock, and put the mushroom against his hole. Instead of trying to be delicate with him and gently push inside him, I just went for it by ramming my cock at him as hard as I could. It stretched his butt so wide! It felt like I actually ripped him a new one, but he said it felt so damn good.

I was so turned on, I didn't know how long I would last. I treated his ass like a he was a cum slut. I could hear my thighs slap against his ass with ever push. I tried reaching around to play with his cock, but his hand beat me to it. After a couple of minutes, I could feel my orgasm ready to take over my body. I told him I was going to cum, and he said fill my ass up. When it started, I had my cock deep inside him, and just left it there. I pumped a on of cum in him, even after cumming earlier in the night. As my cock kept spasming out cum, I collapsed on his back, heaving in and out to try and catch my breath. When I was able to, I finally pulled out of him, trailed by a river of cum. He climbed out of bed to clean himself off in the bathroom, while I climbed, naked, under the covers.

When he came out, he slowly got dressed, bent over to kiss me on the mouth, and left the apartment. At work, wee would nod in each other's direction, but never talked about it. While I tried contacting him to see if what he was interested in making it a FWB thing, he never responded. After a few months, I changed departments, and he left the company altogether. I am not sure happened to him, or why he wasn't interested in partnering up on a semi-regular basis. I do miss him, though, and get hard (and occasionally moist) when I think about him and that night. I've been with other men since, and while it has been fun, it didn't/doesn't feel the same. Yet. Butt, I keep looking, just in case...