[This is a series of stories, a serial story of truth-based events in my life, before condoms were considered safe sex. This is the first as an introduction. It is a variation of an earlier submitted story, but fresh and new. I want feedback to decide whether or not to continue with the series. Now, first story of the series.]
Progressive Lessons in Man-Man Sex
Slick with Bud's spit and clear pre-cum juice my lightly furred, crinkled anus resisted his stiff cock as he pushed his mushroom head against my tiny hole. "Now relax then tighten your stomach like you're going to the bathroom," Bud instructed me. I took a deep breath, exhaled, relaxed. The pressure of his cock knob increased against my anal ring. I took another breath, tightened my stomach muscles and grunted.
"Unnnh, ooooh," I squealed as his cockhead entered my lenslike opening. I tried to move away from him.
With one hand over my shoulder, his other hand keeping his long cock from bending, as I knelt on my knees in front of him he held me in place. I kept my head low, down on the sleeping bag in our tent, my buttocks up high, legs spread for his access, "Relax now, baby, and take it," he said.
I wanted it in me so much, wanted his love anyway he would give it to me. "Hunh, hunh, hunh," I gasped, breathing rapidly, trying to accept the pressure, the stretched feeling in my now ovaled hole.
"You'll be okay, Roy," Bud assured me. "Soon it will be feeling so good for you. Remember how good it felt when I sucked you, you sucked me, you fucked me. You want us both to feel that good don't you?"
"Umnh, yes, I do, Bud," I answered. "You promise it will feel that good."
"Even better," he said, "better than we have ever felt before. You'll love it as much as you love me sucking you, you sucking me, fucking me."
Trusting this man who had taught me so much about sex with him so far, I said, "Go ahead then. Teach me how to do this too."
"Do what, baby?" he asked.
"Do what you want to do with me," I answered.
"Say it, Roy," he said. "Say what you want me to do. Tell me what you want. Use the words I taught you when you fucked me."
"I want you to fuck me, Bud," I said.
"Yes," he said expecting more as he held me back against his cockhead in my tight hole.
"Stick your cock in me, Bud, please," I begged him. "Put it all the way in me and fuck me. Cum in me. Make me cum for you."
"Yes, baby, that's it," he responded. "Push with your stomach muscles again, Roy. Relax and take me in you."
With visions of my cock in his sucking mouth, in his ass, his cock - so big, long, thick - in my mouth, his hairy pubes, big, lowhanging balls full of the sweet cum he had taught me to enjoy tasting so much, his muscular farmer's body, tanned, toned, well-haired, I took another breath and grunted again.
While I was inhaling he spit a big glob of saliva in the crack of my ass right where his cockhead was stuck in me. He spit again, this time on his cock. He slicked his shaft and my anus, smoothing his spit around my hole and his veiny rod. He milked a string of pre-cum from his cock into my rectum oiling it for his further entry.
Pulling with gentle, firm pressure on my shoulder, he straightened the bend in his cock that was caused by the tightness of my hole as he held his fat mushroom crown just inside my slowly yielding sphincter.
"Aaaaaah," I groaned in pleasure as an inch or two of his manmeat slithered past my gripping ring of soft, wet flesh, his cockhead slid deeper into my rectum, .
"You okay, honey?" Bud asked.
"Hunh," I gasped again, breathing raggedly. "Umnh huh. More. Put more in me," I said.
"You do it," he said. "It will feel better if you do it. Rock back on me," he instructed me. "Fuck my cock up into you, just the way you learned to take it down your throat."
"Oooooh," I shuddered, my body trembling, feeling hot, sweaty, even in the night air of our tent in our isolated campsite.
We were in the wooded hills behind our adjoining farmlands - his and that of my family. Aided by the pressure of his hand on my shoulder, I pushed back toward him. "Umnh, oh yeah, yes, yes," I moaned as more of his cock slid into me. "Hunh, hunh," I breathed heavily. "Is that all of it. Are you all the way in me?" I asked.
Bud chuckled. "About half of it, baby," he answered.
"Oh, Bud, it is so long, so deep in me," I said. "There is more?"
"Yes, baby," he answered again. "You've got about half of it in you, three or four more inches to go."
"Ummmmmnnnnnh," I moaned, "it feels so good. I want it all. I want all of it in me. I want you to fuck me and shoot your hot, creamy cum up my ass."
"Oh I will, baby," Bud promised. "I'll fuck you good with all my cock and fill you with my cum.
"It is so big. How can I get it all in me?" I asked Bud.
