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[FONT=verdana][SIZE=3]He got me where he wanted me and I could feel his thing pressing up against my hole; he said that in a moment, it was gonna go in and he’d take it easy because he didn’t want to hurt me and I said okay... or something like that.

”Okay, here goes,” he said and pushed upward and because he still had Vaseline on his hands, I slipped from his grip and sat right down on his dick. It was a strange feeling; it hurt but it kinda didn’t hurt and I felt full and like I needed to sit on the toilet. I realized that it was all the way in me and you would have thought I hit the lottery... if it existed then.

I thought he going to ask me if I was okay but he didn’t when I started moving around on his thing - it was weird doing it like this and I really didn’t know what to do - I was used to lying down for this favor. But I must have been doing something right because he moaned in my ear really loud and I could feel his thing get big - then it started jumping around and I knew he was shooting his stuff in my butt.

And there was a lot of it, too. He was trying to move in and out but I guess he decided to stay still and let me move around while his stuff was going in me. My butt was hurting something fierce and I moved to get out of his lap. As I moved, his thing came out with a popping sound and, for a moment, I feel some cool air somewhere I’d never felt air before and just before all the stuff he shot into me came right back out.


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[FONT=verdana][SIZE=3]He put me down and had a big smile on his face as he asked, “You’re kinda young to be doing that, ain’t ya?”

I just shrugged, my eyes fixed on his “gigantic” thing that had a clear drop of stuff I wanted to taste. He saw me staring and he laughed and just as I was about to go back to sucking on him, he stopped me and said, “That’s not the favor I really need.”

By the sly look on his face, I knew what favor he really wanted - and it sent a chill through me. My excitement grew as he made a jar of Vaseline appear out of nowhere and smeared a huge glob of it between my butt cheeks; I almost fell down when his finger slid into my butt - it felt so good even though, yuck, my butt cheeks felt all sticky because of the stuff he put in there.

”Come sit on my lap,” he said, taking me by the hand and helping me climb onto his lap. “Now, I’m gonna put it in while you sit there, okay?”

This was different but, okay, as long as he was gonna put it in me and do the nasty to me. Today, I know his dick was pretty average - about five inches or so and not all that thick - but for the 10 year old version of myself? It was beyond big![/SIZE][/FONT]

[FONT=verdana][SIZE=3]I remember the older man asking me if I’d do him a “favor” and knowing full well what that meant and I was oh, so eager to do a “favor” for him, my eyes already locked onto the bulge in his pants.

He was hard and ready and so was I. As he pulled his pants and underwear down, I caught that musky whiff that was strangely sweet and sour but I forgot all about that funky smell seeing his dick standing up and awaiting that favor. He didn’t have to tell me to start; I just looked at him, he looked back at me, and I went after his dick, slurping it into my mouth and immediately letting my tongue fly all over the spongy head of it.

He moaned - that told me he liked what I was doing as much as I liked doing it; really, who knew doing this was so much fun? Sure, I could get into big trouble but that hadn’t happened yet.

He stopped me from sucking on his dick long enough to get me out of my shorts and underwear, exposing my ding ding which was standing up and out.

”You’ve got a big one,” he said with a smile before literally picking me up and holding me while he sucked on my ding ding, sending so many good feelings through me and until I got that really good feeling and shot my stuff into his mouth.

I don’t think he was expecting that and I could see the surprised look on his face as I looked down at what he was doing to me.[/SIZE][/FONT]

[FONT=verdana][SIZE=3]I could see and feel his body preparing to receive my spunk... and then everything went straight to hell; my brain just shut down as I felt my cock swell inside the warm wetness of his mouth, heard him, for a moment, grunt as he felt it and my whole awareness was filled with the indescribable sensations of shooting my load and they were unusually intense. Some awareness returned; my cock is pumping away like crazy and I can feel his... loose tenseness (if that makes any damned sense) in his body as he swallowed all that I had to give - then I felt that good but kinda fucked up feeling of having all the "air" go out of me.

He asked me if I usually shot that big of a load and I had no answer for him - but I did read the note my brain left for me and praised his cock sucking skills and honestly so - he was amazing and, I thought, should have more confidence in his abilities. He saw that I was happy and, so, he was happy... but his dick was still hard and required more attention, which I gave without hesitation... but I wondered, if only for a moment, if that jerk that lived inside my skull was going to fuck this up for me.

Brain: Nah, my job is done and you've learned some stuff we'll talk about later so, for now, suck his cock again, entice him to supply more of that tasty sperm, and have fun doing it - I'm outta here!

Me: Asshole.

Brain: Careful! Ya better watch what you say to me - I just might make you want him to fuck you so you better act like you know and suck that dick!

Me: (nothing to say about that)
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[FONT=verdana][SIZE=3]Brain: He's better at this than he said he was, isn't he?

Me: Yeah, he's quite good.

Brain: I've written a note to remind you to let him know how good he really is, okay?

Me: Gotcha - he's really into this now.

Brain: Yes... and we're taking notes, by the way.

The guy is, indeed, very much into sucking me and I noticed that he'd sometimes go at me like he wanted me to cum now... then slow down and like he wasn't quite ready - and the look on his face appeared to me to be one of confusion.

Me: He can't make up his mind if he wants me to cum now or later.

Brain: Yes, I noticed that... but you know how it is; you want him to cum but you want to hold off making that happen, too.

Me: I knew that.

Brain: Did you really?

Me: Fuck you!

Brain: If only that were possible; now, pay attention because he's decided you should cum fairly soon...

I'm watching myself being sucked and I can see how his whole body is reacting to this "sudden" change; he's sweating like it's 100 degrees in the air conditioned room; he's breathing like there's not enough oxygen in the air around us and with the way his body was against mine, I could feel his heart pounding away in his chest. I looked past his head, which was now moving faster and with more purpose, and saw that his cock was erect again and as I return to focusing on my cock in his mouth - and noting the difference in the color of our respective skin - I saw that his nipples were hard as well.

Brain: He's very excited, as you can see.

Me: I see that.

The guy shuddered and I felt it go through his whole body.

Brain: He just had an orgasm, if you were wondering what that was.

Me: I felt it and recognized it well enough.

Brain: You should; you had a couple of good ones while you were trying to suck the skin off of his cock.

Me: Fuck you!

Brain: (laughing)

His pace slowed somewhat as his orgasm raced through him; I could see his cock twitching and wonder if he was going to ejaculate because this was feeling that good to him.

Brain: He might; need I remind you how many times you ejaculated on yourself while doing the same thing?

Me: Let's not and say you did.

He didn't cum on him but my asshole of a brain decided to end this very surreal moment in time and uncorked the full power of the feelings the other guy was giving me. It was like I snapped back into myself and being overwhelmed by a lot of feelings all at once.

"Shit, I'm gonna cum..." I said, gently placing a hand on his head and gently fucking into his mouth - well, not hard enough to give him any issues.

He moans his understanding and, indeed, nodded.
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[FONT=verdana][SIZE=3]I had just successfully and delightfully gotten a guy to dump a load of cum into my mouth and was now settling in to enjoy him returning the favor when I became hyper-aware of what he was doing and as if I had "stepped outside myself" and watching and the conversation in my head went something like this:

Brain: Hey, good job sucking that dick! He tried to resist but we showed him what's up, didn't we?

Me: Yeah, that was fun... but he's sucking my dick now... and why am I paying so much attention to that?

Brain: You're asking me like I know but, okay, let's watch him anyway!

I'm lying there and getting my dick sucked and like it didn't have anything to do with me and I'm paying attention to a whole lot of shit that, normally, I wouldn't be paying attention to, like how much he was sweating, how hard it seemed for him to breathe as he worked his mouth up and down my shaft and just the fact that there was a man sucking my cock seemed to be some "strange" thing.

Me: Shouldn't this be feeling really good? I mean, he's really giving me his best effort even though I noticed he almost gagged when he went deep.

Brain: Oh, it's feeling good - I'm just not letting you feel it because you need to see what he's doing and figure out why he's doing it.

Me: You picked a fucked up time to get all analytical...

Brain: Sue me... and get back to watching him.

So I did. Now, in reality, it wasn't that it wasn't feeling incredibly good but as my traitorous brain pointed out, actually paying attention to what he was doing to me had all of my attention, from the way he was varying what he was doing to the way he was cupping and lightly - and carefully - fondling my balls. I could see, by the look on his face, that he was deeply concentrating on what he was doing; his eyes were closed but I could see them moving around behind his eyelids as he thought or, perhaps, seeing some stuff in his mind's eye.
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The wife and I decided to invite some like minded friends to our cabin in the remote north woods this last weekend, no cell service, no internet, no TV just nature. We invited our friends who are couples and bi as we are, and everyone had a wonderful time. Funny though that when it is just us guys we are all about sucking cock and anal, but with the women folk there it’s mostly about sharing our wives. We still suck a little dick, lick some cum from their pussies but it’s all about enjoying the experience. All of us our mature late 50s in age so we just take our time and enjoy ourselves with no boundaries and lots of personal respect. This was the 12 time we have gotten together and we had an awesome time.

All of us have maintained our bodies and still look hot naked, that being said I pounded a lot of pussy and ate a lot of pussy as did the wife enjoy lots of cock. Angela and Eric are the only couple that isn’t married but let me tell you she is a wild one. She and my wife are close friends and enjoy each other often, but show her some dick and she is all over it. Having 4 men all alone in the north woods was more than she could take. All of us guys fucked her multiple times and she just wants more. On the ride home my wife said she was sore and hurt a little but it was a good hurt. My cock is almost raw but my ball sack is empty and useless for a few days as I recover. She said we need to do this more often, who am I too argue.

[FONT=verdana][SIZE=3]At the time, I just couldn't understand how girls could do it and there were quite a few guys who could as well and that's when I learned that a woman's hips and pelvic saddle were designed for this kind of movement, that and women always just seemed to be more flexible. It didn't really explain why guys could do - other than being flexible but, shit, I was flexible, too, so how come I couldn't?

Eventually I gave up trying to figure it out and to prevent some unnecessary drama ruining the sex, I'd just get on my knees or whatever and wait for the feeling of the dick spreading my hole open. Even though I never figured it out and just chalked it up to my body not being one that could do it as easily as others could, sure, I'd try it because, sometimes, I wanted him on top of me and having him all wrapped up and even so I could look at him while he fucked me... just don't start trying to twist me up like a pretzel and we'd be good.

When a guy would get me in this position and wasn't trying to "make more room," I'd be within my comfort limits and I did like being able to look down between us and see his dick going in and out of me - if you've never seen yourself being fucked, you should give it a try - it's quite surreal.

Adding to the problem were those guys who didn't know how to fuck in any other position. I'd have guys trying to stick it in from the back or even when spooning and they just couldn't do it like that... and I'd wind up on my back, legs splayed open to the limit of my ability to do so, and they were happy even if I wasn't all that happy about it.

You learn that, sometimes, you gotta do some things you're not really fond of in order to get the dick the way you want it. You also learn why some women don't like being all twisted up and why they'd give you the evil eye whenever you tried to twist them up; you had a good time with them but her thoughts were anything but good. You learn to never ask someone to do something you can't or won't do yourself and that lesson got me into the habit of asking someone how they wanna do it or how did they want to do it to me... then hope they didn't want me on my back but, if so, it was just something to be endured and dealt with after the fact.

We used to poke fun at anyone who got fucked and was walking funny after the fact but when it happened to you, it sure as hell wasn't funny at all trying to walk when your joints, muscles, and tendons were raising all kinds of hell with you and because they got pushed beyond their physical limits.

I'd rather ride a guy's dick before getting on my back and trying to make my hips and legs do something they're not gonna like; it can sometimes be hard on your knees to be on them for a long period of time while homey is trying to bust a nut in you... but that's better than having to deal with a lot of pain in your hips later on.[/SIZE][/FONT]