My wife had got me a pair of new shorts for rugby for Christmas. They looked fine, so I didn't even bother trying them on. I put them in my gear bag last night, and headed off to training. When I got there we were one man short. Outside the changing rooms someone got wind of this and offered to make up the numbers. He came in and introduced himself. He was a tall, well built Caribbean guy, dark skinned and extremely muscular. He was very friendly, and we immediately struck up a good chat as we changed. We ended up being a bit slower than everyone else because of this. his name was Leroy.
As Leroy pulled off his tight fitting jeans to put his football shorts on he unleashed what can only be described as a beast of a cock. I have never been particularly interested in other mens bits & pieces. I'm a straight man, 25 years old, married, and happily so. But this was a thing of beauty, I couldn't take my eyes off it. It was thick and long, and completely clean shaven. Inadvertently, I stopped what I was doing and just stared. I was hardening up just looking at it. I'm not gay, but it was just so amazingly good looking I wanted to hold it, to squeeze it to see how it would look fully erect. For the first time in my life, I craved a cock. And the cock I craved was right in front of me....and the owner was staring back at me with a quizzical look on his face, and a bit of a smile too!
Leroy broke the silence, asking me if I liked what I saw. I snapped out of it immediately. I apologised, and said something like - "fair play, that's a big one", and tried to laugh it off. He said it's ok man, its not the first time a guy stared at it and was turned on. I told him no, I wasn't turned on, I am married, and just thought it was a credit to him. He let it go. I then put my own shorts on, turning my back so he couldn't see my average size cock, that was still at half mast. I cursed as I realised my new shorts were quite a bit too small. He asked me what was wrong. I turned around and he said that they looked fine from where he was standing. He walked up to me and squeezed my package, and told me he liked a man whose package was squeezed into his shorts, he said it was very sexy. He squeezed again as I just stood there looking at his own big package. I said I'd never be able to play in them. He told me to turn around. I did. As I was facing away from him, he put his large hand over my ass, with his big middle finger stretched under my ass grabbing my ball sack, and then gently rubbing his finger all the way back up through the crack of my ass. I reacted without thinking, I arched my back, spread my legs a little, and let out a little moan. He laughed a little, and told me that we were going to get to know each other a lot better.
We were dead late at this stage, so headed out for the warm up. the rest of the lads had headed off on the warm up run, so we had to do it by ourselves. When we started running around the perimiter, I started getting a bit sore - the shorts were so tight that they were chaffing around the bottom of my ball sack. Leroy asked me what was wrong when I started tutting and running slower. I told him and he told me to stop up for a while, that he has something that might help. There was a log a few yards off the track in the shadows. It was about hip height. He asked me to put one leg up on it. He said he had some lip balm in his pocket, and that it might help the chaffing - I was prepared to try anything, as I would not be able to continue running the way I was. When I put my leg up on the log I realised how exposed it made me feel, and I started to get both anxious and a bit aroused. I put my hand out for the balm, but he said he'd do it. He loosened my shorts a little, and started to rub the balm into the really sensitive area behind my ball sack. It felt amazing. He was applying just enough pressure to really stimulate me, and was increasing the pressure all the time. And moving the area of stimulation closer to my ass bud all the time. He finally arrived at my puckered little ass hole, and worked the cream all round it. At this stage I was so turned on. I was writhing around to his every stimulation. My back was completely arched, my ass was completely exposed to him at this stage. I was dying for him to work his fat long fingers into my ass and take my anal virginity, and there was no mistaking that this was exactly what I wanted.
Leroy looked me straight in the eye, smiled, and then worked his middle finger into me. I thought it would hurt, but it just felt amazing. He started pumping his finger in and out of me. The shorts were so tight that my cock, though still in the shorts, was getting a fair bit of stimulation. Before I knew it, I realised that Leroy was fingering me to orgasm. I came heavily in my shorts. I was completely spent, I still had Leroy's finger in my ass, and there was no way in the world I was training or running that night.
Leroy gently slipped his finger out, and I felt empty. I looked down, there was a massive wet patch on the front of my shorts. There was no way I could turn up to the lads looking like that. Leroy saw my concern and said lets forget the training. I said ok, but that I was getting a lift home from one of the lads, and had to get showered etc after training, that I could not go home like this. Leroy said not to worry, that we'd head back to the car park, he'd give me a ride home. I agreed, I had no other choice. When we got to his car, he suggested that I take a shower in his house so that I did not arrive home in come stained shorts. I reluctantly agreed. He told me he really enjoyed what had happened, and that I was just his type. I didn't know what to say. Then he said that he'd like us to get to know each other a bit better, but that he wasn't sure we were compatible. I was surprised at this, and asked him why. He said that he'd love to fuck me, that he loves fucking tight white asses, but that he wasn't sure that I could take him. Before I realised what I was saying, I told him that we could try. I couldn't believe what I had said. There was no way I could ever get that huge cock inside me. Besides, I wasn't gay - I wasn't about to get fucked by a guy. My head was in a spin, but I knew the real truth - I would try anything to make that cock happy. If that meant splitting me in two trying to get it into my ass then that's exactly what I was going to do.
Leroy said he had an idea. He reached into the back of his truck and took out a gear bag. In it he removed something that looked like a big ice cream cone upside down, and a tube of something. He saw my confused face, and explained that this was called a butt plug, and that it might help to loosen me up a little. He told me the drive to his place was about 20 minutes, it was up in the hills. He said he could lube it up for me and insert it now, and it could slowly and gently work itself into me while we drove. I was a bit sceptical. But when he saw that I was doubtful, he pulled my hand onto his crotch. I noticed two things - the heat coming from his shorts, and a fucking huge weapon, twitching and growing. I didn't have to think twice. I slipped off my shorts and exposed my ass to allow him to lube me up. He didn't need a second invitation. He lubed me with the same softness as before, working his way gently into my ass. I went hard immediately. He lubed up the butt plug with his other hand, and worked the very tip into my ass, as he withdrew his finger. He worked the plug in as far as he could without applying any sort of real pressure. It felt absolutely lovely, a nice snug fit!
