I felt Rick's mushroom head as it entered my sphincter. I resisted the urge to pull away, get dressed, and call it a day. After all, I wanted this, I needed this and I knew there would be a little discomfort. Having a flesh and blood hot dick entering your ass was different from a dildo. I had control of the dildo. In this situation, Rick had total control. I was standing a few feet away from the wall just in case I needed it for support. I was bent at the waist, with both my hands spreading my asscheeks for Rick. There was plenty of lubrication on my asshole and I know he had some on his dick. He pushed his cock head ever so slowly inside of my ass. "Take deep slow breaths," Rick said. He knew what he was doing and I was more than a willing partner.
Let me backtrack a little to explain how I found myself in this situation. We worked closely in a different city than where we currently live. The agency we worked for was a non-profit that required regular home visits. I was a liaison between our clients, the agency we represented, and the medical staff. Rick was a nurse and he would accompany me on several visits if he was available. There were several nurses at the agency but Rick and I always got along. We talked about sports, our families, the weather, the food we both enjoyed, etc.
As luck would have it Rick moved away and in an unexpected turn of events, I also moved three years later and we currently live about an hour away from each other. We had kept in touch through the occasional e-mail and he eventually gave me his phone number. About 15 years ago Rick had confided in me that he was gay. I was strictly heterosexual at the time but that in no way affected our relationship, on the contrary, it made me appreciate him more since he confided in me.
Fast forward some years later after I moved closer to him and we were able to spend time together. We went to the mall, shopped for personal items, talked about sports, argued about politics, etc. I met his sister and mom. He met my wife and daughter. Our friendship blossomed and it was at one of those outings that I confided in him that I was at a point in my life where I wanted to explore my sexual urges a little further. I had to admit to him that I was having urges to be with another man and admit to myself that I now identified as a bisexual male. I was honest with Rick and told him that I enjoy women, their beauty, their soft bodies, nothing compares to making love to a woman but I also wanted to explore a man's body. I told Rick about my quick encounters with different men and how I enjoyed another man's body, the rough 5 o'clock shadow, the musculature of their bodies, and the hardness of their dicks.
I told Rick that I'd been searching for that special male. Someone with that I can express my desires openly with no shame. That person was Rick. It took him by surprise at the time but in the past five years, we've been together on many occasions. Taking long showers, kissing, sensually caressing each other, laughing, kissing some more, touching our most sensitive intimate parts. Rick is a wonderful kisser. He has a mustache that tickles my nose when we kiss. When I lay on my back, I welcome him to lay on top of me and I melt in his arms from the kissing and the weight of his body. On more than one occasion I've had strong orgasms just from his kisses. Yes......he is that good.
We've talked about taking things to the next level which in our case included penetration. Rick has guided me in this endeavor. He suggested a liquid diet for several days. No red meat. Small amounts of dairy products and of course cleansing myself out before our meeting. He suggested the cleansing the day before and that morning as well. He also suggested that he use a condom since this would be my first experience with anal sex. I rejected this idea telling him that I wanted it bareback. In other words, no condom.
