January and June in Vail Ch. 01 - Sex Stories

January and June in Vail Ch. 01

... ring and froze, waiting for a go-ahead from me. I signaled. He withdrew an inch and thrust forward again, this time colliding with the love nerve bundle.

"Fuck, Carlos. Right there. You've got me."

Over the next few minutes, he carefully pulled and pushed, getting deeper with each stroke. Most scraped the prostate and I started leaking pre-cum. He used two fingers to pull the hood the rest of the way back and swept the fluid to his lips. Then he fisted my dick. "I can't believe I took this monster," he laughed. Then I felt his balls on my ass. He had bottomed. My chute had molded to his shaft. I had taken all of him. I felt full, and when I looked up into his beautiful face and drew my hands over his bulging muscles, I knew I was in paradise. One of the calendar hunks of the world had taken me. I was living a Bel Ami fantasy for my first manfuck.

Carlos continued to pump as he pressed me into the tightest jack-knife that I had ever experienced--so much for leg cramps. His head bent down and he took my lips and began to suck on them. My hands went to his curly soft hair and held his face near mine as my tongue escaped and began to explore his mouth.

We were both nearly there. He stroked a few more times. I could feel his gut and thighs tighten. He began the spasms that would carry his spunk. And without even touching my dick, it too began to spit my creamy white cum. I had just experienced my first anal orgasm. And I would be a changed man for life. My entire body ...

... strained to push the essence up and out. It sprayed long thin ropes of viscous cum. Every nerve tingled with arousal. No part of my body was going to "sit out" this event. I squeezed my anal muscles and reveled in the thickness inside me. I was all in. I had been fucked by a pro and was experiencing the orgasm of my life. And apparently so was Carlos. I could feel his shots of hot cum that I had milked from him, even inside the condom. Maybe a half dozen. He smiled, released my legs which curled around his waist and held him tight. We rested for a few minutes. Then, much to my surprise, Carlos whispered, "I hope that was okay, Daddy. Thank you. I'll be ready for you to do me again in a little while."

Soon we began to cool. So, we got up and returned to the fire. Once again he moved to my lap. I felt euphoric. I felt such tenderness toward this boy. No stiffness. No muscle pains. And I'd just taken and been taken by my first man-boy. I was glowing. And I definitely felt like an alpha. We sat before the fire for a little while and sipped another beer. Then I suggested dinner--my treat. He warned that reservations were a must in Vail--but I had made reservations for the entire week for Pat and me. I named the place. Then, I asked if he wanted to spend the night.

"I'm staying at the Vail Hilton." He laughed. "That's what we call the dormitory hostel that all the employees use. I pay by the night for a twin bed in a hall with a large common shower and laundry facilities. And ...