"Yes Aaron, I want you to fuck me!"
Those were words I never expected to slip past my lips, but as soon as I said them I was glad I had. I don't know how we could become any closer than we had already become except for this. Aaron was changing me as a man and I couldn't think of another man I'd rather have it be.
I had always considered gay activities and mansex as something girlie, things that only sissies do, but at least in this case, nothing could be any farther from the truth! We were two masculine men. We are both guys who chased pussy in high school and college, both active in sports and manly activities. We were both married to hot women and had full sex lives, was this just another part of life, another facet of our being?
I didn't have time to think anymore because when I gave Aaron the green light, things started happening fast. It was hot and it was intense and for the first time in my life, I felt what it was like to have someone make love to me. Someone who wanted me in the worst way, and I was in the submissive position I guess you would call it. It was almost overwhelming!
My mind was reeling with questions! I wondered if I had wanted this before and just didn't realize it, or just hadn't admitted it to myself. At the same time, I couldn't believe that I was actually going to let another man try to fuck me, that surprised and scared me. However, the thought of being that close to Aaron and the object of this hot man's desires made both my big and little heads swell.
Aaron told me that he wanted me as turned on as I could possibly be, and he did that by kissing me deep and sexily. His fingers stayed deep in my hole, but I let my hands roam freely over his hot large muscular body. I took in the feel of his broad thick hairy chest, his tight hairy abs, his full muscular chest, and arms. He continued kissing me and gently working his fingers in my hole. He slowly slid them in and out, now three, then two, then one, then two and finally three again, over and over.
Finally, he broke the kiss and told me he wanted me to get in position. He instructed me that I needed to be face down, with shoulders and chest against the bed and my butt up. He kept his fingers planted in me and it felt strange to move around with his fingers inside of me, but I did as he instructed.
He slowly removed his fingers from my hole and I felt relief and emptiness at the same time. It didn't last long, as soon his face was against my butt. I moaned out loud when his lips and tongue connected with my crack and finally my butthole! It was awesome! I started to feel as if maybe this wasn't such a bad idea. Pictures of Aaron ran through my head quickly. When we first met, meeting again at the reunion and feeling threatened by him, then when he and Shelly arrived at the door. Seeing again, how hot and macho he is. Then on the softball field, then naked in the shower, and finally less than an hour ago, face down as I pounded his muscled butt.
Wow, I wonder, do I have a man-crush on him? If I was going to have one, he would be a great candidate.
I was pulled back to reality when I felt Aaron's face leave me and be replaced by this thick hard cock! Oh my god, feeling that sliding up and down my crack thrilled and scared me. For a second I let myself think, that it was too big to penetrate me and as if he was reading my thoughts he soothed me, by rubbing my lower back, the backs of my thigh and finally my own muscled butt.
"You know Shelly didn't think there was any way I'd be able to penetrate her the first time. We were both surprised when she loved that, so if you stay relaxed I think you will too stud, just breath deep and slowly and let it happen, you've given me some amazing pleasure and I want to return the favor!"
His cock went away and was replaced by his mouth again, it felt awesome. Then his cock was back and slowly pressed against my hole. I had to admit it felt pretty damn good and I had to control the urge to push back.
At that instant pictures of guys I had admired from sports I played and watching professional games flew through my head. Suddenly a thought from the past came into my head. I remember being in the showers in college. A guy that I knew and liked named Joe came walking into the showers. He always had his shirt off whenever he could. He was tall, with a dark complexion, hairy chest, and belly, and I remember how it affected me when I saw he had five or six inches of swinging meat and huge balls hanging between his hairy legs. I actually had to look away to keep from staring and maybe getting hard.
