Another Week, Another Virgin

I know my posts these days are sounding more and more introspective, and maybe it's because I've been listening to too much Schiller but today has been pretty heavy. Since the revelation that my former Frat-boy/Rich kid/VP Ex is now a crack-head, I had a sharp desire to see his face. But I don't just have pictures of him lying around, nor is he "visible" on the internet. So, I went looking into the vault, and as the Pet Shop Boys said, I came across a cache of old photos. One sultry afternoon when I was 19, my ex and I had taken them on a total whim after we had both come home from a workout since we were both kind of impressed on how hot we were at that particular moment. They really were cool pictures; some of just him or me, but others of us both since his camera had a timer. They weren't pornographic, but because we were both so into each other at the time, each picture was seething with eroticism. Looking at my 19-year-old lanky, tough-boy physique with an expression on my face just for my ex, as if to say, "one more picture, dude. Then you're gonna get fucked." DAMN! There is so much I want to say to that 19-year-old kid.

I mentioned in my previous post how it's been a long time since I'd de-virginized anyone up till very recently. Well, lightning struck twice, since just over the weekend I hooked-up with yet ANOTHER 19-year-old kid who I met on-line. He's Mexican, tall, a bit pudgy around the waist but had bubble-butt which made up for everything. As we were talking online he said he was only into jacking-off and oral (saying he loved to suck dick) but that anal sex was absolutely out. The messaging conversation lasted WAY too long for my taste as he kept asking really annoying questions (how thick? how much are you going to cum? do you like Latin guys?) even AFTER I had given him my address and phone number to the point where I finally said, "dude, this is taking way too long. Just forget about it. Enjoy the evening." Then I logged off and decided to hit the jacuzzi. As I was changing, my doorbell rings and it's him (he had sent me a picture of himself when he was MAYBE 16). I said, "Hey, didn't you get my message?" "No. So, what's up?" he responded cluelessly, as it was pretty obvious he had. I don't like being caught off guard or played, so this put me in a kind of sour mood to start with. But I let him come in and lead him to the "boning lair".

He was VERY nervous and chatty, making really stupid clueless comments and asking even dumber questions which was putting me off. So, I just flopped out my dick and thought that would shut him up. It didn't. He started sucking me, but not very well. And he kept talking throughout ("I like how your dick bends up like that. I saw this one porno with this one guy who had a dick I really like. I like internet porn, but I don't have a good connection at home. Sometimes I try to use the library computer but end up doing homework..."). I had to muster all the patience I could to hold his mouth shut and say calmly but cooly, "Hey...dude. Just suck my dick, OK? The less talking the better." Thankfully, he got the hint, which lead me to believe he would take other orders just as well. I motioned him over to get on the bed and lie on my back. I tried to suggest/motion/guide him to get on top of me in a 69 position but he just wasn't getting it, so I gruffly commanded, "Turn your ass around towards me and suck my dick. He did, so while my cock was in his mouth he tried to put HIS dick in mine. Wasn't gonna happen. I kept moving his dick away so that I could get a close look at his hole through that nice bubble-butt. Unfortunately, he was not very clean, so I didn't want to put my tongue in him. But I did want to get inside him. This was my mission.

I wet my thumb with my saliva and started rubbing his hole. He immediately jerked and came up from my dick and said, "No, dude. I don't do anal!" Pshhh. No wonder he didn't clean his ass; it was his "defense shield". I responded matter-of-factly, "if you want to keep sucking my dick, just let me play around a little. If not we're done." He hesitated, then started on my dick again. Bingo. After about 5 minutes I was not only rubbing his hole but putting 2 fingers in his extremely tight pucker to massage his prostate, which he seemed to like. "I've never had anyone's finger inside me before." he said, but he couldn't see my smirk as I thought, "yeah, well, today you're gonna get more than that by the time we're done." I flipped him around on the bed, now he was lying on his stomach while I kept fingering him. Little did he know I was also suiting up, and when the long ranger was ready, right as I pulled my finger out, my cock went in. He jerked and cried out, "Ow! Ow! Ow! That hurts, I don't want to get fucked, man!" But I was lying right on top of him and straddled him so that he couldn't turn or push me off. "Dude! Relax!" I commanded, "I'm just putting the head in. I'm not even going as deep as my fingers were." He kept saying louder how it hurt and that he told me earlier he didn't want to get fucked. I replied, "just let me find that same spot I was rubbing with my fingers. If you don't like it I'll pull out. Just relax." He didn't say anything but at least he stopped his whining. I slid my cock in a little more; just enough to rub the prostate (about 3 inches in). I started rocking my hips and speaking soothingly now, "see? that's not so bad, right? It's like your butt-hole's getting a massage is all." Now he started whining, but this time because he liked it. Little by little my cock was inching its way inside him, until finally after a LOT of work I was all the way in.

Although he was annoying at first, I was fighting my urge to butt-slam him and continued to take it easy. I eventually flipped him over so I could fuck him missionary and felt that his dick was fully erect (he wasn't that big, maybe 4 or 5 inches). I said, "how's that feel?" He whined, "It hurts." I said, "yeah, but your dick likes it. So, you must be enjoying it." He moaned unintelligibly and I just kept fucking him missionary. Now I was getting faster and his moans were getting louder and deeper. Then, I found my rythm and told him, "dude! I'm gonna cum now!" He responded in a bewildered tone, "inside me?" And then I just let loose and came like a wildcat. After I was done I stayed inside him for about a minute and asked, "do you want to cum now?" He replied a bit puzzled like he didn't know what to do. "Um...sure." I said, "OK. then just jack your dick while I keep fucking you." He did, and within about 4 minutes he shot his load and hit himself in the face with it.

OK, here's the tender moment scene of my story: after I was finished, I pulled out and washed up (remember, he was NOT clean) and handed him a towel to do the same. Then it was like the return of "chatty Cathy", but this time it was "I never thought I'd have anal sex. I'm always just oral. You're negative, right? That felt weird; almost like taking a dump. How big did you say you were?" My immediate urge was to tell him to shut up and get the hell out. But in that instant, for some reason I remembered a picture of me as a 19-year-old kid that I had seen earlier that day. Not that I was this annoying or clueless, but I thought I should give him the benefit of being 19, and losing it at this moment. I came out from the bathroom with a grin on my face and said, "wow! for someone who just came you sure have a lot of energy." I let him talk on and on for about 5 minutes, answering his questions and trying to act interested. Then I started getting dressed and said, "Well, that was really nice, man. It was great we finally met up. I actually have something to do just down the street" (i.e. get in the jacuzzi). "but thanks again for coming over." He started dressing too, and FINALLY left, saying, "well, you have my number. So, if you ever want to get coffee or do lunch sometime give me a call." I nodded and said, "Sure. I'm pretty busy so don't take it personal if it doesn't happen too soon. But we'll definitely be in touch." Doubtful, but no reason to spoil his moment. Virgins.

Last quick story: I was at the gym this eve and there was barely ANYONE there; most importantly- NO TROLLS! NONE. NINHUM. Unfortunately, I really didn't have the energy to do a good workout and only managed half my usual routine before sputtering out and heading to the steam room. In the showers, I saw this blond kid (probably 20 max) who I see from time to time working out. He has a good upper body, but slight baby-fat around the waste. I'd never made eye-contact with him, but noticed he was now really checking me out (I was the only other person in the locker room). So, I walked past him in the showers and went into the steam room. Seconds later, in he comes. Now, I was pretty sure he was into some steamroom action, but I wasn't just gonna whip my schlong out from my towel, just in case I got my signals wrong. So, we did the mutual reaching under the towel thing until I was sure he was into it, then I pulled my towel off and started stroking it. He jumped from the other side of the steamroom and sat down next to me and started stroking me. Because he was so young and I had never seen him mess around in the steamroom before, I really didn't know where this would go. So, I knew that I should take things VERY slow and ease him into it. While he stroked me, I started massaging his chest, then his shoulders. His dick was pretty small; like maybe 4 inches max. So, I slid my hand down it like I was going to play with his balls, which I did for about a minute. Then I tried to make my way under them to find his hole. He jumped and smacked my hand away and then motioned it back to his chest. OK, message received. Just then someone came into the shower area and he hastily took his hand off my dick to wrap himself in his towel. I took this opportunity to leave. It was cool knowing this hot blond dude likes cock afterall. But I just can't get off from hand-jobs. So, such was my weekend.