“Oliver,” I whispered, “am I ready yet? I want you to be in me, fucking me. Will you do it now?”
He didn’t answer but I felt his hard cock at the entrance to my hole and his hands on my shoulders as he began to enter me.
“Oh God Oliver,” I gasped. “You’re so big! Let me feel you go right into me, – now!”
He bit my neck twice, quite hard, and put his hand round me, grabbing my cock as he pushed in. I wanted to cry, but I felt his huge cock and I wanted more. I had not imagined what a cock in my hole could feel like but it was such a thrill, a feeling that this man had penetrated me more than possible. I wanted him to take me again and again. I thought even if he used force it would be amazing. “Go on Oliver,” I cried “right up me – pleeease!”
I could feel his cock swell inside me as he continued to thrust. Both of us were sweating and he grunted loudly as I moaned and asked him to do it harder. “Christ Oliver I want you so much!” I gasped.
He held me very tight as he slammed into me now. “Mmmh John you have the sweetest hole. I want to fuck you all night!”
“Mmmh yes uhh ahh mmmh,” I gasped and really meant it. I stretched behind and tried to pull him even further in, feeling his hot cock. I wanted him now in my mouth, and asked him to cum in me.
He banged me so hard as he came, and withdrew his cock, covered in semen, from my now gaping hole. I turned and lay back and he fed his cock into my mouth, milking it into me as I sucked him. I thrust my hand up and down his sweating crack.
After he had fucked me we laid together for a while. Soon though, we were kissing and pulling each other’s cocks again. He whispered into my ear. “John do you want to fuck me now? I’d love it you know, and maybe later I could fuck you again, even harder.” He grinned.
“Of course Oliver but I’d like to suck you again first!”
Oliver stood up. His body was amazing for man in his sixties, with good muscle tone and no surplus fat. His cock was semi hard and I took it in my mouth again. He leaned down towards me as his cock was growing in my mouth. “John,” he whispered. “I need to have a piss, would you like to drink me a little?”
I thought about it for a moment. The thought was so sensuous that I couldn’t resist. I nodded and he led me by the hand back to the shower. I fell to my knees in front of him and took his cock into my mouth. He began a huge gush of piss into my mouth. It was hot and salty and I started to drink, but it just kept coming. I found the best way was to fill my mouth up, then gulp it down. It was so much fun pulling his cock about and getting covered in piss.
When he’d finished we had a quick shower again and went back to bed. I had explained to Oliver that he was my first male but he said to me that he had been gay for years and not to worry. “Just ram your cock in and fuck me very hard,” he laughed, “the harder the better!”
He lay on the bed and I straddled him feeling his lovely crack. I was really hard again just looking at him and when he raised himself up onto his knees I had no trouble finding his hole. Once I had pushed in a little he pushed back and I went straight in. “Oh god John your cock feels so good. Drive it in and out for me hard – oh yes ohh yes! mmmmh!”
As the months passed after that night, my piano lessons rarely lasted more than ten minutes before we ran to the bedroom and fucked long and hard. As I had guessed on our first time, Oliver, although the gentlest of men, liked to treat me quite roughly and I encouraged him, since his cock grew at least a half inch and he could fuck me for much longer. A few smacks on my rear and some aggressive biting on my neck and back seemed a small price to pay for the bliss that Oliver had brought me.
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