"Yes," I said loudly.

"Yes, what?" he said, clearly enjoying teasing me this way.

Louder, I said "Yes! Please put your cock in my ass!"

"Good," he said and stopped moving his cock. His cock head was right at my opening. "Since this is your first time, I'll let you do the honors. Let go of your cheeks and get up on your elbows. Then you can push back onto me. I'll hold my cock in place for you."

I released my butt cheeks and sat up a little onto my elbows. Then I started to push back. I could see in the mirror his cock jutting out from him and disappearing into my ass. Slowly, I pushed harder. I felt resistance as I did, so I pushed a little harder. Suddenly, he was in me. It was uncomfortable, so I moved back forward. It was much different than even the three fingers. I pushed back again and felt the pressure, then pushed a little harder. I felt his cock head pass through my sphincter and into my canal. I stopped again, but this time didn't move forward. Slowly, I pushed back a little more then stopped again. I held that position for a second and then moved forward until I thought he was about to come out again, then back again. Slowly I worked and worked until I figured I'd gotten most of it in me, then back out again. Fuck, it felt good. The 'out' felt better than the 'in', but I was loving it. I was breathing heavily now, rocking on about half his cock length. My body felt hot and I was starting to sweat.

"You're awfully quiet. Does it feel good?" He asked me.

"Fuck yes," I said. "It feels amazing." I rocked back a little more and a little more each time now until I felt my butt cheeks hit him. I'd gotten the whole length in me.

"Good," he said and I felt his hands take hold of my hips. "Just stay still now and let me do the work."

I stopped moving and let him take over. He was slow and gentle, sliding his cock all the way in and then slowly bring it back out again. He then surprised me and pulled it all the way out. I felt, and saw in the mirror, him slap my ass with his cock, then he aimed it back into my hole and slid in without resistance. His hips hit me with some force, so I moved my arms out in front of me more to provide some stability.

"That's good," he breathed. "Fuck, that's good. You're really tight. Can I go a little faster now?"

"Yea, just be gentle," I said i love midget gay porn
"Right," he said and I felt him increase his speed and thrust. Every time he pushed forward, I involuntarily pushed back.

"That's it," he whispered. "Move with me."

I could feel his hips hitting my ass and see it in the mirror. It was the sexiest thing I'd ever seen. I loved watching as he pulled his cock back and then back in. I watched as he bent forward, his head close to mine, then I felt his right hand slide below me and feel my cock. I could tell it had gone a little limp.

I felt his breath on my ear as he said "Your cock isn't hard any more. Are you ok?"

I turned my head toward him and said "I'm fine. Just don't stop!" and with that, I pushed back on him.

He straightened up again. "Oh, you like it? You like my cock in your ass?" His hands grabbed hold of my hips with some force and he held me tightly. "Well, if it's a fucking you want, it's a fucking you'll get!" Then he began to really slam into me.

I loved the feeling of him sliding his cock in and out of my ass, but it was starting to burn, like the lube was beginning to wear off.

Thud-thud-thud, I heard as I watched him slap into me. Finally, I'd had enough.

"Stop! Stop!," I cried and I fell forward. I laid on the floor and turned over toward him.

He looked down at me, his cock glistening with lube and whatever ass juices I brought to the party. "What's the matter?" he asked. His face showing genuine concern. "Was I hurting you?"

"Not really," I said. "It's just starting to burn is all."

He reached over and picked up the Astroglide. "Nothing a little lube won't solve."

I watched as he applied another dose of lube to his cock.

"Do you like it from behind or do you want to try another position?" he asked as he smeared the lube around his cock gay live chat

"This is my first time, so what do you recommend?"

He stood up and held out his hand. "Get up and lay down on the couch. On your back."

I took his hand and stood up. I walked over to the couch and laid down on my back, my head on the arm rest.

He walked over to me and grabbed my left leg, pulling it toward him. "Move this way, so your ass is just at the edge." He got down on his knees and I maneuvered as he wanted me, my legs spread wide and he moved in between them. He reached over and took a cushion. "Raise up so I can put this under you." I did so and the pillow was shoved under me, lifting me up slightly. "That's better," he said and he grabbed my right leg and lifted it up, ducked under it, and held onto it tightly as it laid on his shoulder.

Without ceremony, he aimed his cock at my hole and pushed forward. It met no resistance and I arched my back and moaned loudly. His right hand, still lubed from his own cock, began to stroke my cock back to life in time with his thrusts.

"Oh, god," I moaned.

"Yea," he said as he breathed. "You're good. This is better for you, isn't it? You like it this way, don't you? I like it better from behind. I like the visual that way. "

I looked up at him. I could see sweat starting to bead up on his bald had, small drops running down his face. He was watching his cock slide in and out of me, using me. His left arm had my leg in a death grip, his right hand stroking me toward orgasm.

"Fuck me," I said. "Give it to me." I reached out and my fingertips touched his belly.

He looked up at me and said "Keep talking. That 'fuck talk' always gets me."

I looked him in the eyes and said "Fuck me, Carl. Fuck me good. It feels so good, having your cock in my ass. Give it to me!" That last sentence was much louder than the others. "Harder! Faster! Fuck me!" I cried. "Come on! Give it to me good," I egged him on. It felt wonderful, his cock sliding in and out of me, his hardness hitting my sweet spot.

Harder and faster, he moved in and out of me, his gaze back at his cock sliding into me. I could feel his hips hit mine harder and my head was forced back into a cushion. I closed my eyes and reveled in the feeling. I could feel my orgasm building, slowly, from deep inside my abdomen.

"That's it, Carl," I moaned. "Just like that. Just like that. Don't stop, baby. Keep going like that." I arched my back.

"I'm gonna cum, " he said quickly deepthroat gay porn movies

I looked up him in panic. "Please don't cum in me!" I cried. "Please! You promised! Don't cum in me!"

His right hand released my aching cock and I felt him reach down as he pulled his cock from my ass. I watched as he leaned forward slightly and felt him exit, then he leaned back and I saw the top few inches of his cock behind mine. His eyes opened wide, as did his mouth, as he stroked himself. I jet of warm, white jizz shot out of his cock, over my own and onto my belly. Then another. Then another onto my cock. Then another onto my balls. He continued to stroke himself as I watched more white liquid flow out of his cock and onto his hand. Slowly, he stopped. His looked down at me.

"Whew!" he cried loudly. "That was what I needed." He noticed the large amount of cum on my chest. "Are you close?" he asked.

"Very close," I said. I looked down at my chest. "You came alot!"

"Yea," he breathed. "It had been a while for me."

I felt him move his cock down to my ass again and push in, his cock noticeably less hard than a few seconds ago. He entered quickly and began to move his hips, fucking me.

"Let's finish you off, huh?" he said. "Just lay back and I'll do it. Just close your eyes and let the feeling happen. " His hand was back stroking my cock as his hips moved slowly, sliding his cock in my ass. I closed my eyes and laid back.

I could see what was happening him my mind's eye. His cock was deflating but it was doing wonders on my inside. The feeling came flooding back, much quicker this time and more intense. I felt it build up from behind my cock, deep inside me.

"Like that," he said. "Just let it happen."

It started suddenly, like a rock rolling down a hill until it hits something and takes a huge bounce into the air. My eyes opened and my head lifted off the couch.

"Oh, God!" I yelled loudly as my body began to spasm in delight. My cock exploded and I watched as a large jet of cum fly out of my cock and hit me directly on my left cheek. I closed my eyes and turned away as I felt another shot splash onto my chest, mingling with Carl's cum already beginning to dry on my skin. Carl kept stroking until my body stopped convulsing and I relaxed.

"Tell me that wasn't the best orgasm you've ever had," he said, smiling broadly.

"Jesus," I breathed as he pulled out of me and stood up.

He turned and headed for the kitchen. "Stay there. I'll get a towel."

I could feel the warmth of my cum on my cheek as I watched him. I looked down at my chest and marveled at the blobs of cum on my skin. I was fascinated, so I reached down and began to rub it into my chest. I did this for several seconds until I heard Carl approach.

"Feels good, doesn't it?" he asked as he handed me a towel. "Some people love the taste. You should try it sometime."

I took the towel from him and looked at my other hand, glistening with cum. I brought it to my mouth and licked it. It tasted slightly salty, and a little bitter. And warm. Not bad, but not great.

"You like it?" he asked as he watched me.

I used the towel to wipe my face and sat up. Carl grabbed our beers off the coffee table and handed me mine, then sat down next to me.

"Well," I said. "It's not bad but it's not great either. Kinda right down the middle." Then we clicked glasses and polished off our beers. I looked up at the tv. The game was over. Had we been fucking for half a baseball game? My word, how time flies when you're having fun!

I looked at the clock on the wall and said "Well, it's getting late and I have to work tomorrow." I stood up and collected my clothes.

"You know," he said looking at me. "You can stay here if you'd like."

I slipped my shorts and underwear on and said "I better not."

"Suit yourself," he said and stood up. I slipped my shirt on and turned to the door where my flip-flops were.

"What are you doing tomorrow night?" he asked.

I stopped in my tracks and turned toward him. I looked at him for a second and then burst out laughing. We both laughed for a few seconds until I opened the door and said over my shoulder "See you around 5 tomorrow."

The next day at work went by as if I was in a dream. I had a raging erection that was difficult to suppress when I made deliveries. I got more than one look when the lady of the house answered the door.

Finally, my shift ended and I headed home. As I'd hoped he would be, Carl was out front of his house doing some yard work, as I pulled into my driveway. I parked in the garage and come out to the front of his house. He'd stopped working and was walking toward me.

"Hey, stranger," he said, smiling brightly. "How was your day?"

I laughed. "To be honest," I said. "That was the longest shift of my life."

"Can't wait to get home, huh? Ready for round two?"

"Absolutely," I said.

"Well, why don't you go shower and change and I'll be right up. We'll use your room this time. Let me run in and grab something and I'll close your garage door when I come in? OK?"

"Perfect," I said and walked into my house, a spring in my step. I made my way upstairs and stripped. I turned on the water for the shower and saw my wife's razor sitting on the counter. I saw the image of Carl's cock with no pubes in my mind and I wanted to see what I would look like without them. I climbed in the shower and quickly soaped up. I heard the garage door close below me and I smiled. After I'd rinsed, I lathered up again and shaved myself. My cock was unbelievably hard and my skin was smooth. I lathered up my upper thighs and shaved them too. Then all the way to my knees. I felt my ass and didn't feel any hair, but in my crack there was some. So, I lathered up there and raised my leg to move the razor in place.

"You OK in there?" I heard Carl say from the bedroom.

"Just a second," I said kind of sing-songy. Once I was pretty sure I'd gotten all the hair off me, I turned off the water. I wrapped my towel around me and stepped out of the shower. The door was only partly closed, but I could hear him moving about in the bedroom. I dried off and looked in the mirror. I looked damn good, I thought. I turned, dropped my towel and opened the door.

Carl was leaning on the bed with the tv remote in his hand, naked. His cock was flaccid and hanging low. He looked at me and smiled.

"You shaved!" he said.

I looked down. "Well, you don't have any so I thought I'd give it a try. You like it?" and I slowly turned around.

"Very nice," he said. I turned back around.

"Come here and watch this," he said motioning to the tv. I walked to where I could see and stopped dead in my tracks.

"My security camera caught us last night. I thought you'd like to see it," he said.

"WHAT!" I practically screamed. "YOU VIDEO'D US? ARE YOU INSANE?"

He looked at me and said "Calm down, ok. Just calm down. There's no reason to freak out."

"Freak out!" I yelled. "This was supposed to be just between you and I and now you have it on video!"

"Well, hang on," he said calmly. "I never said it was just between you and I. And besides, it's not like anyone but you and I are ever going to see it. I just thought you might want to watch it. I've watched it a couple times today. It's very hot!"

"How do you know no one but us will see it? What if my wife finds it? Remember what happened when your wife caught you? Remember how that made you feel? Now you've opened me up to the same thing!" I said, practically crying the image of Steph seeing this was not pretty in my mind. She'd freak THE FUCK out for sure and absolutely make life hell for me in response.

"Just listen to me for a second, OK?" he said and patted the bed next to him. The video had stopped playing, the image of me bent over his waist and him with his hands behind his head looking at the ceiling was frozen in time. The angle of the shot was from the upper corner behind me and you could clearly see the entire room. Everything we'd done would have been captured on video. I was ruined.

I moved next to him and leaned against the bed, looking at the tv.

"Are you calm now?" he asked. I nodded slightly, my arms across my chest, my cock completely dead between my legs.

"Good," he said. "This is your copy to do whatever you want with. The only other copy is on my computer and you have my solemn word that it will never be seen by anyone but me. I honestly didn't even think about the camera until I went and got the towel for you at the end, when I noticed the camera in the kitchen. The system has been there for so long, I don't even think about it anymore. I didn't intend to video us and so when I realized what I'd done, I wanted to make sure you had a copy of it. I'm really sorry, but it never crossed my mind at the time."

"You swear, you positively swear, that you'll never show this to anyone?" I pleaded.

He put his arm around me. "I swear. I would never put you through the pain I went through. Believe me, I know what it would be like. This is our little secret. No one will ever know unless you want them to. I promise."

I dropped my arms and breathed heavily. Then I elbowed him medium-hard in the gut. He flinched. "You asshole," I said, very, very relieved.

He laughed. "Yea," he said. "I'm sorry. That's a shitty thing to do to someone." And he began to rub my shoulder and I felt his hand slide down my back.

"Is it good?" I asked looking up at the tv again.

"Very good," he said. "Want to watch it with me?"

"Fuck yea," I said and I hopped up onto the bed.

"Hold on, not so fast," he said and he stood up. "I want you to wear that," he said as he pointed to my wife's vanity. Laying over the back of the chair was a pair of black stockings and a little clump of black silk. I recognized it immediately as the thong and stockings I gave Steph for Valentine's Day about three years ago. She's worn them once.

"Seriously?" I said as I hopped off the bed and toward the chair. I picked up the thong and looked at Carl. "This? This is my wife's."

"Obviously," he said rolling his eyes. "I did a little search through your wife's stuff while you were in the shower. I bet you'll look very fuckable in them. I'd like to see it."

I shrugged and slipped them on. The strings were about the size of a strand of spaghetti and the front was sheer black fabric. I slid it up my bare legs and I instantly loved the feel of the silky fabric against my bare skin. I felt my cock begin to stiffen. I picked up the stockings and sat down on my wife's chair. I rolled up one of the stockings like I'd seen my wife do and slipped it over my foot, then slowly up my leg. Then the other one. I stood up and looked in the full length mirror across the room. The black fabric looked in stark contrast to my tan lines and blended nicely with my tanned skin. I turned left and right. I loved the feel of the silk against my skin. The stocking had a seam up the back and a flowery piece at the top that held them in place. I turned to Carl. He was staring at me, the remote still in his hand, his cock rapidly growing before him.

"Very fuckable, indeed," he said. "Shall we?" And with that, he hopped up on the bed, finally stopping when he got to the headboard and propped himself onto a pillow.

I tried my best to walk sexy as he watched me, then climbed onto the bed next to him, snuggling up to him. He put his arm around me and I rested my head on his shoulder. "Ready?" he asked and pointed the remote at the tv.

"Ready," I said and put my hand on his belly. I could see his erection just below where my hand was. I turned my attention to the tv as the image started to play.

You could see my head moving up and down, Carl was clearly talking, but it was hard to hear.

"I can't hear it very well," I said.

"Yea, the sound's not that good," he said and cranked it up all the way.

Then I watched as his hand slid down my back and toward my ass.

"Wait," I said. "Rewind. I want to watch the whole thing."

We started from the beginning. As I watched him on the tv get me naked and start to suck my dick, I slid my hand down and took his cock in my hand. Slowly I stroked him as I watched the video. He moved me closer to his side and I scooted over as close as I could. His hand massaged my ass as I watched the video play out. I could feel my cock straining against the fabric of the thong. God, I wanted him inside me!

When we got to the part where I was leaning over him, I heard him say "Suck me, like you're doing on the tv."

I smiled and moved myself down and laid my head in his lap. I pointed his cock at my mouth and opened wide. I lowered my head the last bit and took him into my mouth. I heard him moan as I took his shaft in my hand and began to stroke him. I opened my eye and could see the tv in my peripheral vision. I could see myself, bent over him.

"That's good," he said. "That cock feels good in your mouth, doesn't it?"

"Um-hum" I mumbled.

"You've been thinking about this all day, haven't you?" he said.

"Um-hum," I mumbled.

"I bet you have, you little slut. That's what you are, aren't you? My little slut. My little fuck bunny."

His talking only made it hotter for me. I sucked harder and harder and stroked him faster and faster. I was at my boiling point and was ready to do whatever he wanted.

"You probably have been dreaming about tasting my cum, haven't you. I bet you'd just love it if I exploded right in your mouth. Feeling my cum splash into your mouth, coating your tongue. You'd like that, wouldn't you, slut?"