I woke in the morning, a bit confounded as to where I was. It came back to me as I felt the gnarl between my ass brass. There was no pain, as such, but a burning sensation persisted. Remembering what Tommy had tried to do to me, and not being cognizant of whether or not he had been successful, I put my hand down under me to experience what I could.

It was clear that I had a pretty good lubber between my cheeks. It was covered in something very slippery. I pulled my helping hand out to await and see what it was. There was a cloudy, solve jelly alike substance on my fingers. I smelled it, it had that medicinal drug smell that indicated some eccentric of remedial balm had been swabbed on, and maybe into, my asshole.

I squeezed my ass, or tried to, the knot seemed to keep me from feeling thing as I was used to, but again, no pain. Taking that as a trade good signboard, I again felt my ass hole, gently trying to examine around and into my hole.

get-go, I was happy there was no infliction. Second, the burning sensation I felt did n't look to be aggravated by my gentle probing. And third, from what I could finger, my sphincter had closed, so that my ass hole was not gaping open, and while I could n't be certainly that there were no injuries, at least it felt like my sphincter suffered no serious permanent damage.

Pulling my paw back out, I noticed no blood or faecal material, again a practiced sign, I thought.

I looked at a clock on the nighttime stall, it read 8:17. I assumed that was A.M., as the previous eve goings on 's extended yesteryear 8:00PM, so far as I could remember.

It was at this point, that Jim walked into the room. He looked pained, and concerned, but brightened up significantly when he saw me awake.

`` My God, how are you feeling ? Are you Okay ? I 'm so sorry about what happened. '' I almost thought he was going to cry.

He sat down on the bed by me, leaned down and hugged me, kissing my neck and cheek. `` I 'm so, so sorry, things got out of control. I could n't block off them ... ''

`` OK, O.K., I think I am alright, what happened last night ? ``

Jim told me floor, much of which I remembered, the gangbang was alright, I guess, I mean, I had n't resisted or anything, I really only wanted to be with Jim, the others were not what I was interested in. But Tom was a completely different subject. He hurt. A lot.

Jim told me he could n't stop the others, the only matter he was able to do was to get to a greater extent lube in me, in an travail to help. Tommy at some point was able to force that thick putz into my ass, there had been rip, but apparently it stopped bleeding, and the hemorrhage seemed to make out from the external sphincter surface area, as opposed to from inside my Aspinwall. After he came inside of me, Tommy and the others left. Jim had put all the salve he had usable into my gaping bunghole, and around my pulled and puckered sphincter.

He looked like he was going to cry again. `` It was all my fault, I could n't control them. They 'll never be back here again. Please tell me you will still be friends with me. I did n't want this to befall. ``

We had a long talking, the universal mind being that I did n't conceive myself homosexual, I was married and going to stay tie, I only wanted to act with Jim, no one else, and that if he wished to play with me, it was he and I ONLY, no one else. This was never to befall again, no one was ever to know about our man to man activities.

He readily agreed, but seemed a bit placidity, looking a bit uncertain. I could tell there was something ...

`` Ummm ... call back Annette ? I told you last night that we were engaged ... getting married ? We uh, had a longsighted talk about us, that is, you and I. She told me that if we wanted to continue our man to man activity, we could, so long as no one knew about it, we confined it to you and I, with no other guys, for health grounds. She does n't view you as rivalry, or anything, but she just asks to be considered first in our relationship. ``

This was interesting, shocking to a degree. So his girlfriend, soon to be wife, said we could own sex, and she was alright with it ? That was curious. `` Is she Bi, is that why she says this is okay ? ``

`` Not as far as I know, to be honest, but I think she got somewhat turned on with the thought of us fucking each other, and watching us, got her really hot. '' He continued. `` hold up nighttime was sort of a unmarried man 's party, of sorts, you know, a go hurrah with Guy I have had sex with. If I 'd eff it was going to get so far out of controller, it never would ingest happened. ``

My mind was swirling with all this info. I 'd not need to get involved in anything like a love story, just sex, two guys doing what only bozo can do, to and with each other, no drawstring attached. I guess I needed to a greater extent time to march all these revelations.

`` Please, order me thing will be alright ... I 'd wish to continue our friendship, and our ... play. I really like being with you, I enjoy, love Annette, but it 's different with you. Neither of us can get this from our wives. Annette views it as doing something that she herself can not offer, and that 's why she is alright with us. ``

I told him I would view matter. But first, I needed a few twenty-four hours to let myself restore, make sure I was alright, physically and medically. Jim assured me he 'd do anything I asked to get myself back to 100 % shape, including fiscal help to fix any injuries.

I told him I hoped that would n't be necessary. We talked for a while, had tea and coffee, until it was time for me to give. I showered, while I was showering, Jim ran down to the pharmacy, bought more salve, and applied it to my mother fucker when I came out of the shower.

He was very easy, I have to admit a sealed, perhaps perverse, pleasure in having him apply the balm to my arse.

I went home, surprised that I did n't consume an accident on the way. My judgment was more than a little pre-occupied.

Over the next few days my ass continued to mend. The burning was gone, no bleeding or problem with defecation. On one manus, I did notice sluttish bowel movements, probably due to my being stretched and torn, but I still had slight discomfort if I had an exceptionally large intestine movement. All in all, no problems.

After 4 mean solar day, I went back to the gym. I missed my exercise, I did n't want to get out of anatomy or profit weight. I walked in to the locker room, and taking my common locker, wondered if Jim was here. I changed, and walked out to the workout area.

I did n't see Jim right away, I was on my third machine when a shadow passed over me as I did my reps. I was on my spinal column on the Bench. Looking up, I found myself starring up Jim 's pant leg on his shorts, his magnificent nigrify hammer hanging down toward me.

I have to accept, I felt a shudder in my balls as I looked up his porta at that stopcock I loved to absorb. If I could ingest, I 'd of picked up my headway and sucked him right into my pharynx.

I 'm such a fucking slut.

`` want a bridge player spotting ? '' Jim asked in a calm down part.

`` Sure '' I replied. My articulation sounded nervous, and like a minuscule girls. I was embarrassed.

I finished my reps, starring up at his cock. I felt that I had a bit of a stiffy going on down there.

`` looking like you 've forgiven me ... ''

`` Huh ? Nothing to forgive, we 're respectable, I think. ``

A look of succour appeared to look briefly on his face.

I could n't help oneself it, I missed sucking on him. `` Any hazard you 're done with your physical exercise ? '' I asked.

`` Just about '' he replied `` Wan na hit the rain shower ? ``

Hmmm I wanted to hit more than the showers. `` Yes, I guess I could cut it short-circuit tonight. ``

I wiped the bench, and we walked to the locker way. As usual, he had the cabinet by mine. As usual, he stripped, that gorgeous objet d'art of essence dangling right in front of me, tempting me. Fuckit. I opened my mouth, and in one trend swallowed his hardening cock all the way in. Damn I missed this.

He allowed me a few sec sucking before pulling slowly out of my mouth. `` point please, '' he whispered. `` You know we ca n't do this here. Let 's go to my place and shower. ``

We both quickly dressed, and left. I threw my stuff in my car, we quickly walked to his blank space.

Jim opened the door, I entered, took two steps, turned and kissed Jim full moon on his sassing as he turned from closing the door. He hesitated for a mo, then wrapped his sleeve around me, and returned my osculation, adding a bit of tongue.

I was hard.

I could feel him getting firm. I dropped to my knee joint, opened his pant, and extracted his hardening smuggled cock.

I felt Jim 's hands on my head, guiding me forward, as I began to get down him. `` Ohhh '' he moaned `` I missed this. I missed you. I am so glad you forgive me. I was hoping you 'd still be my friend. My particular champion. ``

I continued to fellate, deep throating that thick pitch blackness phallus. I caught just a touch of that salty sweetness that I craved. His precum teased my taste buds. It inspired me to suck more and harder. I could feel his hired man, holding my headland as he began to face lie with me.

I relaxed my jaw and pharynx, tightening my back talk as I serviced him. He continued sliding all the way into my mouth until my lips touched the fundament of his cock, then pulled off until my lips caressed the head of his rooster.

I loved it. I loved being used by him. SERVICING him.

I was fully, almost painfully knockout, Jim fucking my throat. I had raised my hands, I was holding his tight muscular ass, feeling his muscles flex as he used my sass for his pleasure.

My gustatory sensation buds were constantly enjoying the flavor of his precum. I was afraid that he might cum soon, I did n't want to stop suck, and although I was for certain I could get him hard enough to make full my ass snatch. That caused me to pause for a secondment, wondering if I was going to be able-bodied to consider him without pain.

I was more than gear up to admit some annoyance as I received him for the first sentence since my forced sufferance of Tommy 's blockheaded terminal, but at the same time, I was hoping it would n't be so very much that I could n't delight it also.

Still on my knees, Jim announced he was going to cum. No Sooner than he said that, when he filled my mouth with his delicious cum. I kept his onus in mouth, variety of savoring the creamy sack, the salty confection good, warm and tasty.

Still kneeling, I looked up at him, opened my back talk so he could see his seed being held there, then swallowed, and reopening my mouth to confirm that I emptied my mouth and filled my stomach with his offering.

Jim took my hand and pulled me to my human foot, giving me a quick buss as he did so. He turned me around, rubbing my shoulder joint as he directed me toward the shower.

He turned the water on, then turned to me, and looking into my eyes, began to slowly, almost sensuously, removed my apparel, stopping briefly to play with my hardness, stroking it deliciously.

I returned the party favour, except I stopped to once again take his beautiful black putz into my mouthpiece. HHMmmmm.

We entered the shower bath after checking to make trusted the temperature was ok, and took turn soaping each former up. It took probably three fourth dimension as long as it would have taken, had we been doing ourselves, but, hey, we were n't complaining.

Jim seemed to postulate spare time cleaning my ass pussy, playing with it, pushing one, then two, and then three finger's breadth in, fucking my ass clean.

I enjoyed the stimulant, well-chosen I felt pleasure and no pain.

We shut off the water, and exiting the cascade each picked up one of the towels laying on the heel counter, and began drying each other off.

In spite of the somewhat brace shower we 'd both taken, we were both semi-flaccid. Jim rubbed me nicely, my erection returned.

Taking my hand, Jim led me out of the privy and into the chamber. I noticed it was neat and tidy. I wondered if Annette had something to do with that. Walking to the bed, I sat on the edge, looking up at Jim.

`` You think you are ready for more than ? '' he asked. He had a feeling of concern on his face.

I did n't want to evidence him that I did n't deal if I was ready or not, I NEEDED to palpate him in me. `` Yes, I am certain I 'll be alright. Use me however you want. '' I turned and moved up on the bed on all fours, wiggling my ass at him.

Jim touched my ass gently, caressing my cheeks in a soothing, well-heeled mode. Parting my cheek, he examined my hole.

He leaned forward, I could sense his warm breath on my moist opening night. His clapper touched me. It felt so damn good. My now erect cock was bouncing gently, as it hung beneath me, every fourth dimension his lingua brushed against me.

I felt him lean into me, his face against me, as he began to eat my pussy. He went at it like a starving man. I could find his teeth every once in a while. His tongue probed me, pushing in between my back talk. Relaxed, I felt myself diffuse open easily for him. His lip, pressed against mine, sucked at my bulging flower petal now formed around my tooshie opening. I swear I felt like I was a fille getting her slit eaten.

I was fucking rock hard, and beginning to drip.

Jim must get ate me for maybe 10 minutes. Literally. I wondered when he would jade, not that I wanted him too, it felt so sexy while he tongued and ate me, exposed, with my butt in his face.

I felt the cool down air on my ass kitty-cat as Jim pulled away. He reached over to his night stand and grabbed a tube of lube. Uncapping it, he applied a generous total to his fingers and then proceeded to slowly backpack my recently torn apart hole with lube.

It felt sooooo dependable to have his slippery fingers probing my hole. He slowly worked his digit in all the way until his metacarpophalangeal joint prevented further probing. Several times, I was n't paying attention to how many, Jim kept adding more and to a greater extent lube into my hollow.

My hammer had long been keeping up a steady stream of cum leaking from its tip as Jim stretched and opened my hole, getting it make for his entree.

Finally, wiping the last of the lube left on his fingers onto the pass of his thick, blackness hammer, he took my ass in his workforce, pulling me slowly back, aligning my ass snatch with the forefront of his putz, until I felt it contact me.

I know I sucked in a deep swig of air in nervous anticipation, but let it out immediately, realizing I needed to unlax, just as Jim quietly said into my ear `` relax child, I 'll go dim. Let me have a go at it if it hurts. ``

pressure level built slowly as he pressed forward, my hole opening to accept him into me. I do n't mean he was in Sir Thomas More than half the depth of his turncock headway, when he relaxed pressure and pulled back. `` You still Okay ? '' he asked.

`` Yes. Please do n't stop. I 'll let you recognise if it 's too much. ``

Jim pushed in again. It felt rather overnice. I was so slippery, so ready for him.

My cock tingled, my Ball retracted.

I took a breath, and shoved my ass back toward him, as I felt my pussy swallow his cock. The brass of my ass rested against his breakwater. His splendid dick filled me. I missed this. I missed my lover taking me. I wished I could keep on his beautiful inkiness colossus oceanic abyss in my ass for the rest of my life.

I began to tear away from him.

`` You Okay ? '' he asked in a concerned voice.

`` Yes. Please fuck me. Use my ass. It feels so good. ``

Jim 's fingers tightened slightly on my ass, he began the in and out gesture of fucking me. My cock was bobbing rhythmically now, cum leaking in a steady stream as he ran the undersurface of his tool fountainhead across my prostate gland as he fucked me.

I was in heaven.

I tried to halt off, really I did. But the turmoil of taking Jim 's cock back inside of me, added to the almost constant stimulation of my prostate gland caused me to shoot. My ass clenched, grabbing his cock in a bench vise the like grip as I emptied my cum on to the bedding below me.

My ass clenching his turncock set him off, and with a loud moan, Jim 's dick pumped his intact load trench into my ass kitty-cat. I squeezed his putz as he did so, urging him to please grant me every drib he had in him. I wanted it all.

His warm seminal fluid, bathing my insides made me feel at heartsease. I was felicitous that I was able-bodied to hold Jim, and felicitous he did it gently. My posterior end still felt like I had a golf game nut between my cheeks, but that beautiful dim tool in me made it all worthwhile.

With Jim 's peter still abstruse inside of me, I lowered myself onto the bed clothing, feeling the now cold cum that I 'd tear beneath me, and drifted off to sleep .