Same Time Next Week - Sex Stories

Same Time Next Week

... jacket and tossed it onto the bench. I watched as he walked behind the bench, then busied himself with lowering his jeans and underwear. Again I wished I could see him more clearly. He lifted his head to look at me. "Come on, then."

I wasted no time in joining him. In seconds, I had my jeans and underwear pulled down as well. It was as if my cock had a mind of its own, straining out from me in the direction of Beau's ass. "Okay, so I know I need to use the lube," I said, my voice deceptively calm. I felt like I was quaking inside.

"Yeah, work some into my hole." Beau leaned forward a little, jutting out his ass. My hands trembled as I applied some lube to my index finger. I was tentative while spreading his cheeks farther apart. The first caress of my fingertip against Beau's flesh made him release a moan. I didn't flinch from sliding my lubed finger inside him. "Fuck yes!" he breathed.

As clueless as I was, I started fingering Beau's ass the way I would a pussy, with a steady back-and-forth motion. The sounds he made let me know he enjoyed it, but he soon made another request. "Use two fingers and spread them apart inside my ass."

"Oh. Right." I didn't want to hurt him, but I figured he needed his hole stretched before taking my dick. "I can't believe we're actually gonna do this."

"It's all I've been thinking about!" Beau said. My cock jumped at those words. With two fingers buried inside Beau's ass, I gently stretched him wider. He felt so tight around my ...

... fingers! The thought of working my dick into his hole made me begin trembling. "Ah, that's good, Dennis! But while I love the ass play, we don't have much time. I'm ready for you to fuck me."

He probably heard my sharp intake of breath. It was no use trying to hide my nervousness. After withdrawing my fingers from him, I coated my cockhead with more lube. I figured too much was better than not enough in this case. Taking a deep, steadying breath, I guided my dick to Beau's entrance. I was going by feel more than sight, and Beau must have sensed my fumbling, for he whispered, "Yeah, right there!"

I dared to push a little inside. While his ass had readily accepted my fingers, my cock was another story. I felt like I was constantly meeting a barrier that refused to yield. Beau asked me to wait a second, and I knew he was making every effort to relax. With his head lowered and his hands grasping the back of the bench, he released a lungful of air. "Okay, try now," he urged.

I was relieved to make more progress this time. Moving at a slow pace, I found that if I rocked my hips just a little, I could work more of my tip inside. We both gasped when his hole finally accepted my cockhead. "Ah, Christ!" I groaned. It was all I could do not to give a fierce thrust and drive myself all the way into his ass.

"Keep going!" Beau seemed far more relaxed now, which in turn eased my nerves. Inch by inch, I moved deeper. Apparently he thought I was being too careful, for he thrust ...