2017 gay sex stories: Scratch that Itch – Part 1B
He reached for my wrist and pulled onto him. I was lying on top and my little stiff cock was rubbing against his big one.
When I was completely lying on him our faces were close. He brushed his lips all over my face, licking up the cum that he had shot onto me. Then I felt his hand reach up around my back… take the nape of my neck gently in his palm and he pressed my lips down onto his.
Kissing me. George was kissing me.
I’d never had a girlfriend take such a forceful lead and now I was being kissed by this older man and it felt great.
I opened my lips and he pushed his tongue into my mouth. Holding me tight and locking his lips hard against mine and his other hand came up and I felt it on the small of my back pulling me down onto his so our hard cocks rubbed tightly together.
His hand moved down and I felt him caressing my buttocks.
Kneading them, squeezing my cheeks. It felt great and he kept on for several minutes. French kissing me as I was grinding my cock against his, enjoying the massage my ass was getting.
Then he started to slowly move his fingers between my cheeks and I felt his seeking out my virgin hole.
As his fingertip brushed lightly over my anus, a thrill ran through my body.
That felt amazing. Better than when I did it to myself. I wanted more.
I broke from his lips and lifted myself onto my forearms. Looking down into his eyes.
“Oh that feels nice. Tickle me there. Touch me there.”
“I figured you would like this.”
His fingertip rested against my asshole and I puckered it and pressed out a little and it was like my whole being was trying to get him to push into me.
“Will you put it in?” I asked
“Do you want it?”
“Yes I want to feel it.”
I spread my legs so that they were either side of his beefy thighs, George reached a hand over to the bedside table drawer and managed to extricate a small bottle.
“This will make it feel better.” he said and flipped up the cap. He reached behind me and I felt cool liquid hitting my crack and seeping down between my cheeks.
He dropped the bottle next to us on the bed and then his fingers went back to my ass, curled round into the crack and started rubbing the lubrication onto my skin.
He made sure the tight opening to my ass was well covered as well as his finger and then I felt him position it onto my hole.
I was so excited. Saying things I couldn’t imagine saying…
“Oh yes! Put your finger into my ass!”
The tip of his finger entered me. It felt massive and my muscles tried to push it back out. The reality wasn’t living up to what I’d imagined just seconds before.
“Sorry!” George moved it out and just held my ass-cheek in his palm. His fingers were still curled round and down between the cheeks and a fingertip was gently gently stroking against my hole again.
And it started in me again. I wanted it. I wanted to feel penetrated. That tickle needed to be scratched.
“Can you try again, George?”
“Are you sure?”
“No, but I want to try.”
“How about I just put my finger there and you move back onto it?”
“Yeah, let’s try that”
His fingertip was at my hole again and now I began moving backwards towards it. My cock sliding against his shaft as I slowly moved my body down his.
He kept his finger in the same position and I was able to scootch back against it. I moved back more and felt it entering me. Now I was controlling how far and how fast it went in I was able to enjoy the feeling. And it did feel good. George’s finger in my ass was exposing my senses to a whole new dimension of pleasure.
“Like it, sweet boy?”
I rocked back against his hand. His finger went deeper into my ass.
Now I was comfortable I asked him to move his hand and finger me. My legs were spread and his finger started a rhythmic motion going in and out of me.
I grabbed George’s shoulders and pulled myself up along his body so that his cock slid down and was no longer trapped under me.
“Will you fuck me, George?” I asked quietly.
“Do you want it?”
“Yes. I want to feel your cock going into my bum.”
George withdrew his finger from my ass and grabbed the lube on the bed next to us.
He handed it to me.
“Put plenty on my cock, lover boy, and push some more up your ass.”
I did as I was told. His big cock was so hard. I sat up and moved down so that I was straddling his legs and I covered that fantastic dick with slippery lotion. Going up and down the shaft over and over. It felt so good in my hand I almost just wanted to wank him off again, but that tickle in my ass… I wanted to feel him fuck me.
I reached back behind myself and liberally lubed my ass. Pushing my own finger into myself. Then, thinking it might be a good idea, I went in with two fingers and finally three.
“I’m fingering my ass, George. Three fingers in my ass. Going in and out.”
I was getting into the verbal side of it, the way he did.
“Feels good in my ass, but I want your cock.”
“Do you want me, George? Do you want to fuck me?”
“Yes, yes oh god yes.”
He made a suggestion:
“Climb up onto me sexy boy and then you can control how much of my cock goes into you.”
But I wanted him to fuck me, not to be riding him.
I lay myself down on my tummy and grabbed a couple of pillows and put them under me so my ass would be lifted.
“Fuck me like this George. Fuck me from behind.”
“Oh yes, what a treat. Your sexy ass. I want to fuck that sweet boy ass.”
He got up behind me, fondling, kneading squeezing, massaging the cheeks of my ass. And he knelt lower and stuck his tongue into me. I felt the cool wetness and the stiff tongue and it drove my desire to another new level.
“I want something inside! I want your cock! Fuck me. Fuck me now”
I reached back and he raised up and shuffled forwards between my spread legs.
I grasped his cock. Positioned it so I felt the head touching my sphincter, then took my hand away.
“Put it in, Put it into me and fuck me.”
He was so worked up by then he had trouble taking his time, but he was a gentle lover and I felt him slip into my eager bunghole slowly and steadily. When he sensed I was uncomfortable he stopped and withdrew.
“No don’t take it out. I want it.” I told him.
He pushed back into me and finally I knew his entire length was buried in my ass.
“Oh George. So good. It feels so good with your cock in it.”
He lowered himself down onto me and began driving his hips. I felt him going deeper and deeper into my ass and his hot breath was on my neck.
He began hitting something inside me that made me cum. I was cumming from being fucked.
“I’m cumming George. You’re fucking the cum out of me”
It was more intense than any orgasm I’d ever had. Feeling his fat shaft stretching my ass in and out as the cum shot out of my own cock onto the pillow below me.
He kept his angle and pace and the cum kept flowing out of me. It must have lasted nearly a minute. And then I felt him going faster.
His arms snaked round under me and he held me so tight I could hardly breathe.
Faster and faster, harder and deeper, his cock went in and out and in and out until he gasped into my ear…
“…going to… cum.”
“Mmmm do it. Fill my bum.”
I lifted myself in time with his thrusts. Taking his cock into my smooth young bottom. Bucking up to meet him.
And then his body tensed like it had before and he came inside me. Squirted his cum up my ass over and over until he was spent.
George collapsed down onto me with his cock still buried.
I lay below him, feeling the wetness of my cum spread on the pillow, and then the wetness of his cum as it began seeping out of my ass and trickling over my balls. Feeling A-OK with everything.
George recovered and got up onto his knees behind me. I regretfully felt his penis withdraw from my derriere.
“I liked it George.” I said, quietly, without looking at him.
He told me he had too.
I had guessed that this was something he did quite a bit, but he admitted that since that time with the old guy when he was a boy this was the first time he’d ever done anything like what we’d just enjoyed.
“But I got so turned on the moment I walked in and saw you naked and hard. I knew I wanted you.”
“Do you want to do it again?”
“Do you?” he asked.
“Oh yes. It felt so good. I liked giving myself up to you.”
“Well we will definitely have to repeat that if you liked it, but not this second. I need to recover.”
Which was fine. I wanted a shower. I was kind of sore then, too.
But we did do it again.
And again and again, while I was staying at his house.
From that first time until I left their home, whenever his wife was out I would walk around the place naked.
When Linda was away on a trip I would take her place in their bed. Sleeping with George. Held in his strong arms. Our naked bodies entwined. It felt especially erotic to be fucked there.
Other times, I would stroke my cock for him to watch. When he was working I might creep into his office and shake my bare ass, teasing him until he stopped what he was doing and gave me more of his lovely cock.
He fucked me in every room of their house, from behind, missionary, lifted up in his manly arms… one evening while he was on the phone to Linda I took out his cock and sucked him off.
By then I was happy for him to cum in my mouth and I swallowed his load while he talked to his wife.
He sucked my dick, too, and wanked me off but the best was when he made me cum by fucking me.
He took pictures of me masturbating and some of my ass with his cock in it. I know that he uses them for his own self-pleasure now that I am back home. Our torrid affair has come to an end but I still find excuses to drop by when I know Linda is away.
George is always keen to enjoy my tight little ass. And I’m always eager to feel that lovely hard cock stretching me out and scratching my little itch.
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