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Doing it with Mike
|I couldn't believe what Mike had just said to me. He wanted me to fuck him? Tonight? Why tonight? I wasn't thinking clearly and I was definitely confused. He and I had talked about this while lying around the pool. 'What would it feel like?' 'Wouldn't it hurt?' 'Could we hurt ourselves?' 'Was it "wrong"' 'Was it the ultimate expression of love between two guys?' We'd talked about all this, but for some reason, we'd never ventured beyond a few very hushed conversations.
We had, however experimented a little. I knew for a fact that two fingers up Mike's butt and he was crying in pain. My cock was bigger than two fingers, so what was he thinking? I didn't want to hurt him, but on the other hand, I had just had the workout of a lifetime. I'd been competing and sweating and pushing myself as hard as I could - and - to make matters worse, the most incredible looking guy I'd ever imagined being with had just kneeled in front of me in virtual worship. He's massaged every inch of my body and had left my raging hard dick so alone! I had to blow a load and he was offering me his ass. As confused as I was about his motives, I knew my own. You want me to fuck you? Well, look out, cuz here I cum!
All this went through my mind in a fraction of a second. I was damn horny, and he was offering it. I wanted it. "Ummm, OK bro. You sure?"
"Yeah. I am." Mike said softly. He was on my back whispering in my ear. As he talked I pushed us both up so that my arms were now straight.
"So, uh, OK. Ummm, what do we use? You know. for lube? I don't want to hurt you?" The whole event had already run through my head, and I wanted it! I wanted it more than anything. I think I would have gone and asked my parents for lube if he had told me to. Anything at all, as long as I ended up with my cock inside of him.
"Eric. bro. take it easy, OK? I, um. I. I. just a second." He got off of me and grabbed his pack. He searched around for a second and then pulled out a clear plastic bottle with a blue top. "Here bro" he spoke so softly and couldn't even look at me, "use this."
I took the bottle and looked at it. The label said, 'WET' I'd never heard of it. I opened it, poured some of the clear contents into my hand and read the label simultaneously. "How'd you know about this stuff?" I asked.
I read an ad on the Internet. RiteAid has this stuff. Fuck was I embarrassed buying it!" He said. He probably was red with embarrassment about telling me this story, but I didn't notice. The liquid was more like a gel in my hand. It was slippery and a little sticky at the same time. I don't know what I was expecting, but I guess this wasn't it.
"Ummm, OK. So this is the right stuff to use?" There was anticipation, desire and impatience in my voice. I looked over at him and he nodded. I had stood up to take the bottle from him and as he nodded silently to me, he'd walked over and lay down on my bed. My dick was still just as hard as it could be. I honestly had no idea whether Mike was hard or not. "OK." I said - looking at the goop in my hand and then at the bottle. "So do I put this stuff on my dick or on your butt?"
"Both, I think." Mike was so quiet and so patient. He was looking at me with this incredibly longing look, but it wasn't really sinking in. I was still scared and horny. The mechanics of doing this right was, at that moment, more important than the emotion of the moment. "You should probably rub it on my butt first, ummm, I guess get me loosened up" he'd continued. I thought about what he said and his words managed to cut through my testosterone-induced fog - at least for a moment. Of course he needed to be loosened up - this was going to hurt.
I walked over and sat next to him on the bed I rubbed the stuff that I had poured on my hand into his butt. "How's that feel bro?" I looked at him hoping so much that this was going right.
"Feel's good. You're a natural" he smiled. It was such a Mike thing to say, but I didn't appreciate it. Just as always, he was the epitome of cool. Even as he was about to get fucked for the first time, he was taking time to make me feel at ease. Damn, why wasn't I appreciating that? Instead, I dumped a little more of the stuff on him. His body tensed suddenly.
"What! Are you OK?" What was the matter with me? Of course he was OK, I had just dumped some gel on him, it wasn't battery acid - unfortunately you wouldn't have known it from my reaction.
"It's OK, bro. It was just a little cold. Maybe you should just kinda work a finger into me for a sec." I stared at him for a second grasping what he said, and then nodded. I slipped my index finger into his butt. He jumped at first, but then started to relax. First his head came up, and then he rolled it across shoulders and moaned softly.
"You think you're ready?" there was anticipation in my voice. I was so ready to move on.
"I think so" Mike replied quietly.
Without another word, I climbed on his back. My dick was so hard and all I could think about was getting inside of him. I centered myself over him and started to push. I felt the head of my cock start to push through him. It felt so good, but after a split second that feel was broken by a cry from Mike. "Eric! Eric! ERIC! Please stop! You're hurting me!"
I immediately pulled out of him. "Are you OK?!? Oh my god, I'm so sorry! I'm so sorry!" I was frantic. There was real pain in his voice, pain like I'd never heard before. This wasn't right. I put my arms around his neck and put my face next to his head. "I'm so sorry, Mikey. I didn't mean to hurt you; I'll stop, OK?"
"No, no, bro. I'm OK. It hurt really bad, but I think it'll be OK if we go a little slower." His voice was soft and even and comforting. My trance had finally been broken. I mean, I was still totally horned up, but I finally started to think about him too. What a fucking moron I was. Of course this was hurting him. I had to be gentle, this wasn't a competition, it was about making HIM feel good.
"OK, Mikey. Tell me when you are ready." There was finally calm in voice, albeit with a good bit of fear and anticipation. I just was still on his back, letting him tell me what to do.
"OK, bro. I think I'm ready now." I got myself in position again and started to gently push my cock into him. I pushed it in about as far as I had before.
"How's that, bro?"
"It's OK." there was strain in his voice.
"Yeah, slowly." I pushed a little more, but was having trouble making any headway. I pushed a little harder, and then a little harder. All of a sudden my dick started to move into him.
"Fuck, Eric! Please stop! Please! Oh my god that hurts!" His voice was ragged; he was obviously in incredible pain. What the hell was the matter with me, I wasn't making love to Mike, I was ripping him in two.
"Mikey, I'm so sorry. Let's stop. Please?" His breathing was fast and his entire body was tensed. He tried to speak, but he couldn't. Finally, his breathing slowed and he relaxed.
"Bro, did you put any of that stuff on your dick?" Ohmygod, I hadn't. I was in such a hurry to get inside of him, that I had totally for got to put the lube on my dick. I felt sick in my stomach. What if he had done that to me? I probably would have been crying my eyes out. He was so cool and so strong. Only Mike could have suffered through that and been clear-headed enough to figure out what I was doing wrong.
"Uh, yeah, I um, I uh, I guess I'd better put some more on. You sure you want to keep going?" He couldn't see it, and I hope he couldn't hear it, but I was crying. Damn I was such a moron. I poured out about a quarter of the bottle on my dick - which incredibly was still totally hard. Then I poured another quarter of the bottle into my hand and rubbed it on his butt.
"Take it easy bro! You can buy the next bottle! We'll see if the sales clerk tries to pick you up too." he was laughing. It only partially registered with me. I laughed and promised to buy the next bottle. Whatever happened with the clerk totally went over my head.
"OK, Mikey. That should be better. Sure you want to keep going." Now my voice was mostly scared. I'd fucked this up so badly, but my mind still imagined how good this would feel. I still wanted it - really badly.
"Yeah, just go slow man. We can do this." His voice was stronger and loving, and re-assuring. He'd been something of an idol to me from the moment we met, but at this moment I couldn't fathom ever being as connected and strong and sensitive and re-assuring and loving as he was. I just kept thinking how lucky I was - that and trying to do what he wanted without killing him.
I slowly got my self back in position and started to apply a little pressure. Slowly and almost effortlessly my cock slipped an inch or so into him. I stopped immediately fearing that I'd gone too far again and that he was in pain. "How's that, Mikey?"
"Good!" he said "just stop there for a second." YES! Yesyesyesyesyesyes! He's finally enjoying this! He must have sensed my relief, because he reached his hand up and rubbed the back of my head. "You're doing really great, bro. I think you can go a little deeper."
I started pushing again, very softly, very slowly. My dick went a little futher, then stopped against something. "How's that?"
"Ummm, it's OK." he said, with obvious pain in his voice, "just stay right here, it's starting to feel better." His body had tensed again, but I could feel it relaxing already.
"Now?" I asked.
"Not yet." he waited maybe twenty seconds, "OK, keep going." I pushed a little bit more and all of a sudden pow! I slid totally inside of him and my hips were against his butt. "Whoa, whoa! Just a second.. Wow, that hurt!"
"You want me to pull out?!?" Now both of our bodies were tense.
"No. NO!" I had started to pull out a little, "just wait there a second. It's starting to feel good." I did as he asked, and as I did, my body relaxed. For the first time, I realized what it was like to have my dick inside of another guy - another guy who meant the entire world to me. It felt so good on so many levels. I'd finally been able to do what he wanted, and when I had, the physical sensation was almost overwhelming. I knew right then that it wasn't going to take much for me to blow my load. I didn't want to lose the feeling, and I wanted to see if he was enjoying it too. I reached my hand under him and grabbed his dick. It was rock hard. I slowly began to stroke it and as I did, he moved his hips up just a bit so that I could do it better.
"Can I move now?" I asked, still stroking him.
"Yeah, real slowly though," he said. I did just that. I slowly moved out and then after moving what must have been less than an inch, I pushed back in. A wave of ecstasy rushed over me, and over Mike too I guess. I heard him sigh intensely. I did it again and as I pushed into him, he pushed his butt back at me. It felt even better. We kept doing it and I kept stroking him. Three times, in and out - four - five - a little faster - six - oh my god, I could feel it coming, it was so intense.
I was getting so close. "Mikey, I I'm I think I'm. I'm going to. Ah. Ah. Ahhhhhh!" I collapsed on top of him and blew my load. No orgasm ever felt like that, and honestly none has since. It was so intense. I'd gone through such a range of emotion that I wasn't even the least bit capable of controlling my emotions now. My body was pulsing, the feeling was intense and for some unknown reason, just as I stopped shooting, I realized I was crying. Crying like a baby. and laughing - like an idiot. The tears were pouring down my face, but I was laughing and as finally landed on top of Mike without moving, I felt him cum too. His dick shot in my hand. One of his hands was again on the back of my head and the other was stroking my arm, which was around his neck.
Finally we both stopped - we were silent and our bodies were motionless. The intensity of the moment repeated through my head. Finally I realized Mike was saying something.
"Eric! Eric." he was patting my arm, "you're choking me, studman!" As I realized what he said, I loosened my grip on him. I wasn't really choking him, but my grip was clearly making it hard for him to breathe. "That's better muscleman! Whoa that was intense! What did you think, bro?" He was laughing a little as he talked and his one hand was still stroking the back of my head. I was slowly pulling my now flaccid cock out of him.
Pop! My dick finally escaped from his hunky muscle-butt. "Ohmygod that was intense! You liked it?" I didn't wait for an answer. "That was the most incredible thing I've ever felt. I can't believe we did that, it was so intense, you were amazing, I didn't think we could do it." and on I went. I was babbling a mile a minute, and the last thing I said was, "whoa, you have got to do that to me sometime."
Mike leaned up on his elbows. He rolled his body to one side so that I fell off of his back and then he turned his head the other way to look at me. "Really?" he said, with a big cheesy grin. It took me a second to realize what I had said and why he had reacted the way he did. "Good." He continued, "I want to see how you handle this the first time."
I was in a good bit of horror at that moment. "I uh. Well, sure. I can. Uh."
"Don't worry tough guy. I'm not in any hurry." A huge look of relief must have crossed my face. "I'll wait until you least expect it. Now let's get cleaned up before this goo dries and we end up stuck together for life." He got up off the bed and started toward the bathroom.
He turned back to see if I was following. I tried to look disappointed. "I thought you wanted to be stuck together for life."
He walked back and grabbed my hand. He had a huge smile on his face. "More than ever, Eric. More than ever."
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