Working out had got me sweaty and horny, so I raced home, glancing to be sure the DVD was still on the passenger seat, something I had grabbed from the gay section at the porn shop I worked at, before leaving for the day. I took a quick shower and gave myself an enema, my typical ritual before a hot dildo session, making sure I was nice and clean inside.
I quickly dried off and then pulled my favorite collar from the lowest drawer and slid it around my neck, latching it tightly.
It was just snug enough to tell it was there. It wasn't necessary, but always added that extra erotic touch to sex with myself. I admired my small, naked frame in the mirror and noticed just how feminine I looked. Satisfied, I quickly moved to the living room. I pushed the DVD into the player, turned on the TV, then settled on the futon, my big dildo and lube beside me.
As the movie started, it jumped right into the action. A jock sat on a bench in a locker room, getting sucked off by a fem ballboy. My cock twitched and I grabbed the lube, squeezed some into my hand and started to work it around my ass, not forgetting to pop a lubed finger in and work some into my aching hole. I worked one finger in and out for a minute, then squirted some more lube as I pushed another finger and finally a third into my now relaxed hole.
I grabbed the dildo and squirted some lube on the tip and worked it around. I looked up to the movie and the ball boy was now just starting to sit on the jock, reverse cowboy. His hard, uncut cock stood out from his groin and he pulled his balls up for the camera, as he began to work himself down on the jock's thick cock.
He grimaced a little from its size, but it didn't take long for him to be sitting comfortable on the jock's lap. He laid back against the jock's chest and started moving up and down, slowly. I mirrored the action, propping the dildo on the floor below me and slid off the futon, hovering my lubed ass just above the head.
I rested my elbow on the futon, perched my sphincter against the head of the fake cock and sat down. The dildo slid into my ass with ease and I rested at the bottom for a moment, then rose and started riding my favorite sex toy. Up and down, I rode the cock, easily faster and harder than the boy rode the jock. I closed my eyes and got lost in the sensation. Moments later, I heard a door open and my best friend Jon's voice, getting louder, as I came out of my trance. I was still sitting on the dildo, my bare, flaccid cock dangling between my legs.
I stood there, still frozen from the sudden intrusion. Why didn't you just tell me? I took a step back and sat down on the futon and buried my face in my hands. Certainly not the way I ever intended to tell you. Whatever makes you happy, right? There was no point in hiding my sexuality anymore. Well, I'm not really into the top thing, but once, I did some guy in college.
I'd go crazy if I didn't get some trim once in while. I'm a good looking guy, right? I've thought about asking you, but I figured it's not just about sex, so But damn, look at you, you're pretty fuckin' cute right now. I'd tear that shit up in a heartbeat.
My mind started to race and I could feel my heart pounding in my chest. We've known each other forever, why not just be fuck-buddies while we're at it? He stripped off his pants and briefs, exposing a long, uncut cock and a massive set of testicles. The size of his flaccid cock surprised me a bit. My tiny cock matched my petite frame, but it was nothing compared to his hog. Even soft, his cock was much longer, I'd guess seven inches easily.
It was thick and the foreskin covered the head completely, just like mine. Jon moved towards me, his massive dick swaying with each step. He sat next to me on the futon.
His balls were completely shaved and his pubic hair was trimmed short. He smelled fresh and I could see a drop of pre-cum starting to peek out from his foreskin. I looked up at him, right into his eyes.
I looked back at it and I could feel my tongue pierce through my clenched lips, getting them wet. His cock leaned to the left as he started to get hard. Jon looked down at me. I said nothing, just wrapped my hand around his thick cock and lifted it. It was mostly hard now and had to be easily nine inches, but it still drooped from its own weight. It was warm and heavy, my fingers just barely touched around its girth.
I slid back the long foreskin, revealing the dark, purple head. I leaned forward and slowly engulfed its softness into my mouth. The ooze of pre-cum from the tip was sweet. Jon hesitantly put one hand around the back of my neck and I started working his cock in and out more fervently, dragging my tongue along the underside of the head with each stroke.
I glanced up at him, his cock in my mouth and he looked right at me. You really know how to work a cock. The feel of a real cock in my mouth was glorious and I went wild. I worked his fat dick, relishing in the sweet taste. As I held the base with one hand, I worked the tip with my lips, sliding them up one side, then down the other, then back in my mouth to suck on it some more.
I rested my other hand on his knee. Any inhibitions about sex with my friend were now completely gone. His cock was drenched in my saliva and little streams were beginning to form, stretching towards the floor. I held his dick firmly and slid his slick cock around on my face. I slapped the heavy beast against my face a couple of times. I continued like that for a bit more, when I heard Jon mumble, half under his breath.
His face was tense. A sense of dread came over me suddenly. I jumped back to my spot on the futon and cocked my legs back. He jumped in front of me and knelt down, his giant cock even with my waiting, hairless hole.
I don't exactly have any. I spread my ass cheeks apart, exposing my clean, hairless hole. He grabbed his huge cock and slid it around the rim of my smooth, lubed hole.
He pressed the tip of his cock to my ass. I felt pressure as he started to press in. As he began to enter me, I relaxed and his cock popped in with ease. The head of his cock pressed hard against my prostate and as he slid in further, the pleasure was overwhelming. I could feel his cock hit me somewhere deep and his smooth testicles rested on my ass.
I looked back up at him. I grabbed his hips and pulled him hard into me, rocking the frame of the futon. His hands pressed firmly on my thighs as he took heed and tore into my ass with his dick.
I could feel the thickness of his cock fill my rectum with each stroke. I glanced at Jon's cock going in and out of my ass and then closed my eyes again, lost in the numbness of pleasure. Each stroke rubbed against my prostate and made my cock throb. Precum was draining from the tip and dribbling on my stomach. My cock ached, as I felt near-orgasm sensations with each stroke. I slid off the futon and kneeled, resting my arms on the floor. My head on my arms, I pushed my ass into the air.
I could feel my relaxed hole pulsing as I eagerly waited for him to enter me again. Jon moved in behind me and I could feel his big hand on my ass, his thumb on my anus, spreading my hole open. Only a moment passed and I felt his cock pressing against me. I relaxed and pushed back firmly against him and swallowed his cock to the hilt in one quick motion. Jon stayed still while I moved on his fat cock. I rode his dick wildly, like a bitch in heat. Jon gripped my ass firmly with both hands and pulled me back on his cock.
I moaned as I felt his cock hit the back of my rectum again.