Straight Men Love Anal

The week before the next workshop seemed to take forever to pass. I waited with nervous anticipation. When I stopped to think about it, I was amazed at how easily I had adjusted to the fact I had enjoyed being stimulated by a man. But most of the time, all I could think about was his smell, and the feeling of his finger sliding inside me.

I seemed to have suppressed any thought of the implications, or what it might mean for my identity.

More importantly, I had let go of any pretence that I was learning how to better pleasure my girlfriends. This transition in particular seemed quite liberating.

I was pursuing my own pleasure now, and I knew exactly where to look.

I arrived back at the gym the following Tuesday 10 minutes earlier than the week before, determined to get in and showered before most other participants arrived. I was surprised, though, to find the change room already nearly full, as everyone had had the same idea.

The showers were a jostle of naked bodies. The jock energy of the week before had shifted now, though. We were no longer pretending this was like any other gym shower. We had all been in that room together last week, and we knew what was to happen next.

A tension hung between us now. The comradery of men remained, but with an energy and anticipation that I'd never experienced.

The soaping of bodies seemed to play out in slow motion as we all diligently washed ourselves, erections poking out of the soapy water that ran over our muscly bodies.

One by one, we stepped out of the water, towelling off quickly, and heading out to begin the class.

I looked around to find Leo, back in the same seat as last week. He looked back at the door to the changerooms, as if waiting for me, and smiled as I approached.

"Hey man, how was the week." He asked, as if nothing out of the ordinary was happening. He sat naked on his towel, his cock already hard and beating in time with his heart rate.

"Not bad, really." I replied, trying to sound nonchalant. "Had some weird dreams though!"

He looked up at me quickly.

"Yeah, me too." He replied, a slightly quizzical look on his face.

We were interrupted by Tom, standing naked once again at the front of the room.

"Hey everyone, welcome back." He began, smiling broadly. "Good to see everyone back for the final class. Hope you all enjoyed the last one and learned lots. Quite a lot more to cover this week though, so let's get into it."

Without further small talk, he had us all up once again and on our mats in pairs. Without instruction, everyone had rejoined the same pair as the week before.

A quick Rock, Scissors, Paper run had me down on the mat first this time, wondering what direction this would take, although knowing deep down what was about to happen.

"Now," Tom began, "We can't skip past everything that we did last week, as we all want our Tails to be ready for any more advanced techniques. So, now's a good time for revision. I want you all to move fairly quickly through the massage stage, and on to the oral stimulation stage, just like I showed you."

Without hesitation, Leo dove straight into it, his hands massaging my back with a strength and quiet urgency that I hadn't noticed last time.

I settled into his touch quickly, my breath slowing down, and my muscles relaxing much faster than the week before. I found myself slipping easily into the same space as last week, relaxed in his hands. My muscles melted.

Noticing my shift, he pulled me up onto all fours and before long I felt his glorious tongue on my hole once more, licking and rimming me, saliva running down the back of my scrotum. I felt him tease my hole with his finger once again, sliding around the tight muscle, smearing his copious saliva.

His tongue moved further down, lapping and stroking my perineum as his finger tickled my hole. I jumped as I felt him against the back of my sack, lifting my balls with his tongue. His finger pressed against my hole.

Unsure how much time had passed like this, I could feel my cock straining, rock hard and dribbling fluid onto the mat beneath me. My arms seemed unable to hold me up, and my torso sank down onto the mat, thrusting my pelvis up into his face.

My shift in position caused my hole to loosen for an instant, drawing his finger inside me. I gasped at the unexpected penetration, more from surprise than pain. By reflex, my muscle clamped down on him, squeezing his finger tight as he held it just inside me.

I became suddenly aware of Tom's voice at the front of the room, even though I seemed entirely unable to look up at him. He sounded husky, soothing. Almost hypnotic.

"I can see that many of you have started to advance a little further on instinct." He observed. "Careful not to go too quickly at this point. Causing pain now would be a big step back."

Leo held his finger still inside the opening of my arse as he lapped at the back of my balls.

"For those that haven't already," Tom continued, "I want you to press a finger against your Tail's hole. Not so hard as to force yourself in, but enough so he knows you're there. Now Tails, I want you to take a deep, slow breath in, and as you exhale, push down on that finger, as if you're trying to push it out of you."

I did as he asked, even though my penetration had already begun. Exhaling slowly, I pushed down on Leo's finger, trying to force him out of me. The action caused my hole to relax, the muscle loosening around his finger. Taking the cue, Leo inched slowly inside me another centimetre or so.

Amazed at the lack of pain, I focused instead on the smooth friction, and the warmth of his skin against mine. My arse beat a pulse against his invading digit.

"Now Tails, every few breaths I want you to repeat that again. Any pain, and you should stop right there and hold it until the pain has gone completely."

As I breathed, I became more aware of the control I had over my arse. I quickly learned that I could release the muscle tension and slide back further onto his finger.

"Now Tops, there are a few differences to keep in mind here, between men and women. Stimulating your partner during penetration is a good way to make it more pleasurable for them. Remember that lots of female anatomy has some male equivalents. You can practice on your Tail now, keeping those in mind."

I was finding it hard to concentrate of what Tom was saying as Leo's finger slowly fucked in and out of my tight arse.

"For example," he continued, "stroking a woman's labia during penetration can keep them aroused and relax their muscles. You can mirror this effect by stroking or licking your Tail's scrotum.

"Clitoral stimulation is roughly equivalent to stroking an erect cock. In this situation today, I'd caution against that, since if your Tail cums, your little practice session is likely to be over. With a female partner, the more orgasms the better.

"Finally, G spot stimulation can add a whole new dimension to anal sex. In women, the G spot is located a couple of inches inside the vagina and can be easily reached with a finger during penetration.

"In men, the G spot is located in the prostate gland, which in convenient since you can reach that through the wall of his anal passage, about three inches in, if you're aiming towards his belly button. Feels a bit like a rubbery walnut."

I felt Leo push inside me once again, probing my pelvis looking for the elusive gland.

With a sudden certainty, I knew that he'd found it. A warm wave of intense pleasure shot through me as he pushed against my sensitive nerve centre. I moaned low and intense, fluid gushing from my cock as he probed me, stroking my gland again and again.

The intensity of my arousal amped up my response to his probing. The pleasure built rapidly in my pelvis as he stroked my prostate. I spread my knees further, trying to open myself up, desperate to increase this blissful sensation.

Leo responded in kind. I felt him stretch me further, a second finger venturing through my hole. His tongue lapped at my perineum, the warmth of his breath like a hot wind.

I moaned as his fingers massaged my gland, milking me, as a thick, clear fluid drizzled from the head of my straining cock.

The pleasure built quickly, an intensity I'd never felt. I moaned with the power of it, almost needing to escape it.

I writhed on the mat, but Leo followed me deftly, his stroking relentless.

With each wave of pleasure, the intensity grew. Barely had one wave receded before the next built on it, increasing second by second.

My brain grew frantic, unable to cope with the pleasure. I closed my eyes, a moaning growl escaping the back of my throat. With a sudden blissful explosion, the built-up energy seemed to escape, flooding my whole body with heat and shivering warmth.

Fluid squirted from me in a pulsing wave, splashing onto the rubber mat. My whole body trembled as the energy released. Stars flooded my vision, and a roaring filled my ears, until finally, my consciousness slowly returned.

I caught my breath slowly as my awareness of the world came back to me. Leo's fingers rested inside me, still for now. His face pressed against my arse, his own breathing a little ragged.

I could feel Tom's eyes watching me, as he addressed the class once again. His voice sounded thick. I looked up at him and caught his eye, feeling suddenly exposed as he witnessed my bliss. His erection stood proudly before him, fluid leaking slowly down the shaft of his impressive cock.

"I can see most of you experiencing the pleasures of the prostate now. Some of you even look to have had a prostate orgasm. This seems to be easier for some men to achieve than others, for reasons I don't think have been well researched. Still, once you've experienced one, you'll wonder what you've been missing out on all your life!"

I could certainly identify with that!

"And the best thing," he continued, "is that prostate orgasms are not followed with a refractory period like regular male orgasms. So you're usually good to keep chasing that high!"

I looked down at my cock again, still straining hard, clear fluid dripping down in slow, languid drops. I pushed myself back against Leo's fingers, amazed as the pleasure began to spread through me once again.

I was passed caring about how I looked, or pretending I wasn't enjoying being penetrated. Pleasure like what I'd just experienced was something I'd do anything to experience again.

"Now Heads," Tom continued at the front of the room. "I think it's safe to say our Tails are primed and ready for penetration. You've done all the hard work to get them there, so it's time to push forward."

I felt Leo straighten up behind me, clearly eager to 'push forward' as Tom had put it!

"So with your free hand, now's the time to make sure you're hard and ready to go. Grab a couple of squirts of lube, and spread that over your dick, and make sure you're nice and slick."

Leo kept his fingers inside me as he lubed himself up one-handed. The tiny movements of his fingers as he moved around had me nearly trembling once again.

"Now it's important to go really slowly now. Again, you don't want to cause any pain, or all the muscles will tighten back up. So, line yourself up, and as you slide your fingers out, just rest the head of your cock right on the opening there."

I felt a sudden emptiness as Leo pulled his fingers from me. I ached to be filled again. It was almost with relief that I felt the hard head of his cock push back up against me again.

"And Tails, now it's your turn. Remember that breathing exercise, and slowly push yourselves back against your Head's dick."

I breathed slowly, exhaling and pushing my arse back, almost drawing him in. I felt no pain, just a stretching sensation as he popped through my opening, filling me with my first cock.

I moaned, pleasure gripping me again as just the head of his cock entered me.

The pulse of his heart beat through his cock, and it amplified through my body.

With every breath, I slid back onto him, taking him inch by inch. With each advance I was full, until with the next breath I drew him further in.

Finally, I felt the press of his pelvis hard against my arse. His furry sack rested against my taint. I moaned as he pulsed inside me. My body was on fire.

"Jesus Christ you feel good." Leo could barely speak. "I've never been so fucking turned on in my life."

Slowly, he pulled, an inch, two inches, before pushing back into me again. He was deep inside, opening parts of me that had been closed my whole life.

His tentative movements slowly coalesced into a smooth, sensual fuck. I opened to him, hungry for his pleasure. I moaned, desperate for the bliss only he could give me.

He leaned down over me, one arm wrapped around my torso as he slid into me, again and again. The shift in position angled his cock down towards my prostate and once again I felt it's blissful call.

With each stroke, he pressed against my pleasure gland, building the waves of tension deep in my pelvis once again. He responded to my moaning pleasure, increasing the pace and force of his thrusts.

We moved as one, a single goal before us. Our union was instinctive and natural, our breathing and heart rate matched.

The slap of his sack beat time against my taint as he drove pleasure deep inside me. As the frantic tension built once again, I could feel his energy increase, driving towards orgasm as well.

Finally my dam broke once again, and the pleasure rippled through me, convulsions thundering through my muscles. My passage gripped him in it's convulsing ecstasy, intensifying his pleasure and driving him over the cliff as well.

I felt him thrust deep inside me as my own pleasure waned, driving into me with renewed passion. His whole body tensed as his cum erupted deep into my pelvis. He moaned, his face pressed against my back, as he thrust again and again, pushing the hot fluid deeper and deeper inside me.

The waves of my pleasure receded slowly, never disappearing fully as I remained hard and throbbing. I waited for Leo to catch his breath, his arm still grasping my torso, his cock slowly softening in my pelvis.

As my senses widened, I became aware of the room around me once again. The unmistakeable sounds of fucking surrounded me, with animalistic grunts and slaps filling the otherwise quiet space. A loud orgasm punctuated the rhythm, as the pair beside us climaxed in a frenzy of uncoordinated movement.

Most obvious, though, was the scent of it. The smell of sweat and cum was both familiar and obvious. Beneath that known odour, though, was the pheromone I had first smelled on Leo only last week. Now, it filled the room; hidden, but there if sought after.

The scent of a man ready to be fucked.

I felt Leo shift behind me, straightening up as his softening cock slid from my hole. I gasped at the sudden sensation, my hole spasming as a glob of warm cum escaped with him and trailed slowly down the back of my balls.

As Leo sat back, his hand squeezed my flank, a familiar and strangely intimate gesture.

"Fuck man, I hope I didn't go too hard on you." He said sheepishly as I turned myself around and sat beside him on the mat. "I kind of lost myself towards the end there! Felt so fucking good I forgot where I was."

"You've got nothing to be sorry about." I reassured him, my face flushed, my wet cock standing straight up out of my lap. "That was fucking incredible. Feels like I've already cum twice and I could still keep going all day!"

We sat there amiably, looking at the rest of the group around us. Only two pairs were still going, climaxing nearly in sync only a couple of minutes later.

I watched Tom as he paced across the front of the room, observing everyone. The signs of his arousal were clear to see, from the impressive boner he sported to the slight parting of his lips. His hands seemed to twitch from time to time, as if he longed to stroke himself to orgasm, his rational mind stopping him each time as he attempted to maintain his professional façade.

As the tension and activity settled back once again, he stood straighter to address the room.

"I've got to say, this is a very fast-learning group!" he sounded genuinely impressed. "You all seem to have taken to this like ducks to water. No shy holdouts, interrupting the vibe. Makes teaching a real pleasure."

I looked at him as he said the last, wondering what pleasure he meant.

"So, it's obviously time to swap positions now, and since things are going so well, I thought we could try changing up positions. It's something I don't usually try with a new group, but you seem like you can all manage."

I wondered what he meant, suddenly apprehensive about what could possibly push us any further than we'd already been pushed.

It soon became clear.

"So, Heads, you're now the new Tails, so this time I'd like you to lie down on your back please. Tails, you're the new Heads, so can you kneel down in between your Tail's knees."

I got into position, locking eyes with Leo as I towered above his supine form. His body was laid out before me, knees bent and legs spread. His soft cock lolled about on his belly as he positioned himself. A drop of white cum clung to the opening of his foreskin. A fleeting urge to lean down and lick it off the head of his cock surprised me.

"In most situations," Tom continued, "initiating anal sex after your partner has a first orgasm is a great opportunity. Muscles are nice and relaxed, they're feeling positive, you're in with a chance.

"Now, in this practice scenario we're in, though, there are pros and cons. You still have the benefit of relaxed muscles, etc. but now you have a Tail who's already cum and is no longer horny.

"Luckily for us, a bit of prostate stimulation is usually enough to reset the refractory period and get things up and running again.

"So, given we're already in a relaxed state, we're going to skip past the massage and head straight for the rimming manoeuvre. You'll find it a bit easier to access his hole if you push his knees up towards his chest first."

I looked down at Leo's crotch, his balls hanging down between his splayed legs. He looked up at me lazily, still in his post-orgasmic state.

I put a hand on each knee, pushing them up towards his chest, and lifting his arse up a little off the mat. He grabbed onto his own thighs as I did so, holding them up and spreading wide to give me access. There was a look of resignation on his face, but also one of anticipation. He was not going into this reluctantly!

I leaned down towards him as the movement gave me access to his hole. Soft, dark hair covered his perineum and circled his hole.

I was so horny now that I didn't hesitate further. Leaning in, I shoved my face into his arse, burying my nose in his balls as my tongue lapped his hole.

His post orgasmic scent filled my nostrils and made me lightheaded as I was overwhelmed by his musk. I was salivating, the spit flowing down my tongue and spreading around his twitching hole.

As I closed my eyes, his thighs gripped my head, and I buried myself in the darkest part of his body.

My tongue probed at the tight muscle surrounding his hole, alternately lapping around the rim and slipping just inside the opening. My lips locked on his arse, kissing and sucking as my tongue pleasured him. I felt a hand resting on the back of my head, pushing me into him, egging me on.

I could hear Tom's voice from the front again.

"As you notice him starting to open up a little, slowly slide a finger just inside him while your tongue continues to work around the edges. The distraction works wonders and helps the muscle to dilate, and your saliva is there for lubrication."

I quickly followed his instruction, longing to enter my willing partner. With the copious saliva flowing from my mouth, my finger was quickly lubricated. I pressed it against his sphincter, feeling the rapid pulse of his heart beat. I felt him breath in, a long, slow inhalation, and then with his exhalation, the muscle parted and drew my finger inside.