Jim and Chad

I pulled my fingers back, put a third with the group, and pushed the group back into him slowly. At the same time, I rotated my hand back and forth so that all three fingers would massage his ass muscle as they entered his body. Soon Chad was squirming and panting and groaning with pleasure again. I got up on my knees and removed my jockstrap with my spare hand, leaving my cock and balls to finally hang free. My cock stood up at a 45 degree angle. I was probably the hardest I had ever been in a long time.

I told Chad, "Get up on your hands and knees and spread your legs some." As he did what I asked, I continued to twist my fingers in his ass. Shortly after he got into position, I pulled my fingers from his ass, spread the lube and wetness on my rock hard cock, aimed it for his ass, and moved until the head was against his hole. "Now push back on me slowly," I said, and he began to push back against my cock. He initially resisted, but let his ass muscle relax some more.

When my cockhead popped past the ass muscle into him, he cried out, "Damn, you're big." Although I could tell he was in pain, he continued to push back onto me until most of my cock was deep inside him.

At this point, the pleasure and lust were so great that I didn't really care whether Chad was in pain anymore. After waiting a few more seconds for the insides of his ass to adjust around me, I grabbed his hips and slowly began to piston in and out of him. I watched as my cock disappeared slowly inside him and reappeared as I pulled back, repeating the trip time and time again. A sense of urgency built in me as I felt the heat of his ass wrapped tightly around my cock. Faster and faster I went, now totally lost in the sensation. I don't know how much longer I took, but it couldn't have been too long. I felt a boiling begin deep inside me and I tried to hold back for as long as I could. Soon, all of my muscles began their pulsing contractions. Loads of cum shot out of me and deep into him, again and again and again, so many times that I lost count. The pleasure was so intense that it took my breath away. Everything from my head to my toes concentrated on the tightness around my cock and the feeling of cum rushing through it. All of this continued for what seemed like an eternity, and I vaguely remember wishing that it could have been.

After a few more moments, I came back to reality. My cock had started to go soft and I slowly pulled it out of Chad's ass. Chad collapsed face forward onto the bed and I collapsed on my back next to him. Both of us were panting heavily, me from plowing his ass and him from trying to push my cock out of his ass. After we had regained our breath, I turned on my side and rubbed my hand lightly all over his back. "So, are you going to be okay?" I asked.

"I hurt," was all he said, his face still buried in the bed.

Immediately I said, "Sorry that I got a little carried away there."

After a pause, he turned slightly and replied, "Actually I don't hurt too much, but I have a really good idea about how it might feel to get raped."

"Sorry, bud. Do I need to take you to a hospital?" I asked.

He propped himself up on his elbows and, looking down at the bed, said, "The pain isn't that bad, just my ass muscle is taking some time getting used to being stretched." Then he turned to me, looked me straight in the eye, and added with a grin, "But I don't hurt enough to stop me from fucking the hell out of your ass."

I grinned back and said, "And that I'm sure you'll do." After a pause, I added, "But before we go on, I think you may want to go sit on the toilet. I, uh, dumped a pretty big load inside you and it'll probably want to come out. So you may want to go do that sooner rather than later."

Not really believing me, Chad said, "Okay," and he got up and started toward the bathroom. Then he ran into the bathroom. I heard him mutter something like "just made it" as he sat down on the toilet. Seems that I had also pushed a lot of air into him because he had a lot of gas, too. I began to snicker, passing gas always seems to do that to me, and I heard him do the same. While waiting for Chad to return, I adjusted the pillows and towels to lay face down on the bed and expose my whole backside to him.

Chad flushed the toilet but the noise of the refilling toilet covered him coming out of the bathroom. Next thing I know, he was next to me. He leaned over my body and began to massage my upper back. His technique was good and he massaged the most tense muscles around my neck and shoulders. This made me moan and groan. Next, he worked down my back. I noticed that my left arm was between his legs, and my left hand could have easily reached his balls. I should have grabbed them just to surprise him, but I didn't.

He continued the massage down my back and then lightly over my butt cheeks. After that he massaged my upper thighs, making sure his fingers grazed my balls every now and then. He worked his way down my legs, to my feet, and then back up to my butt. He said, "Spread your legs so I can massage your butt better." As I spread my legs, I felt him crawl into the space they left behind. Obviously we both knew what was coming next.

For what seemed like ages, he ran his hand lightly over all of my ass, between my legs, and the exposed portions of my balls. He was feeling the hair all over my ass, legs, and balls, and it was driving me wild. I moaned and said "Geez, that feels good." He then lightly moved one of his fingers up and down my ass crack, finally stopping to massage around my hole. I glanced backwards and said huskily, "You'll need to massage my ass muscle so I can handle you, but you won't need to do too much." I also got a glance at his cock. It was hard again, sticking straight out of his body. Not the 45 degree upward angle of earlier, but hard enough that he was going to ride me really well.

He lubed his finger and began to probe and massage my ass muscle. He moved his finger around in a circle which caused me to moan and groan fairly loudly, and my ass responded by opening up quickly. He added a second finger and began to probe for my prostate. He found it quickly and massaged in a circle causing me to moan, groan, and try to push him out. Then he added a third finger and stretched me open some more. Then I heard him say, "Get up on your hands and knees."

I got up on my hands and knees and I felt the bed move as he got positioned behind me. After a moment, I felt the heat and pressure of his cockhead on my hole. He slowly pushed against my hole and, after a short time, his cockhead popped into my ass. It was painful at first because I hadn't been fucked in a while and I said, "Stop there for a moment while I adjust." The pain slowly subsided and I finally said to Chad, "Okay, now push in." He continued pushing slowly into my ass until he was all the way in. Then he began to pull out. With that I began to moan again, and he picked up speed. With his shaft rubbing my ass muscle and his cockhead rubbing against my prostate, it wasn't long before I moaned and said, "Fuck me, Chad, fuck me."

He picked up his speed to medium. The thrusting began to drive me wild and I involuntarily started to try to push him out of my ass. "Keep pushing into me," I said with a groan. "Don't let me push you out." He continued at this pace for what seemed like an eternity. I began to pant as I alternated between breathing and trying to push him out. That seemed to trigger something in him, because he shifted his thrusting into high gear. I was panting when I said, "Fuck me, fuck me, FUCK MEEEEEEEEE." Soon I heard Chad with a muffled voice say "I'm gonna cum." I squeezed around him tightly, and that caused him to say "AaaaAAAAHHHHHHH" and I began to feel the pulsing in his cock and the heat of his cum as it shot into me again and again and again. No longer able to squeeze him, I groaned loudly and went back to alternating between breathing and trying to push him out. His fucking was driving me absolutely nuts.

After a short time, Chad stopped the pistoning and slowly pulled out. When he let go, I fell forward onto the bed, and he fell on his side next to me. He continued to pant as he recovered from the workout. I lay there with my arms under my head and my head turned to get a look at him. He looked relaxed with his eyes closed. The perfect face had finally gotten a piece of ass, literally.

After a short time he opened his eyes. Realizing that I was looking at him, he asked "And how long have you been looking at me?"

"Since we both fell down here on the bed."

"I wish you'd let me know. I don't want to look goofy in front of you," he said.

"You didn't. You looked very relaxed," I responded.

After a few more moments, he said, "Thank you. My wife would have never let me do what I just did to you. Anal sex was taboo to her."

That comment caused a flood of emotions that I quickly repressed, but not without starting some tears. I kind of croaked out, "And thank you to you, too. My wife never let me do what I did to you earlier."

Realizing what he'd just said, he comforted me by putting his hand on my back and lightly rubbing it around. I also noticed that his eyes were a little wetter, too.

After a few moments, I rolled over on my side facing him, cleared my throat and said, "With all this physical activity, we need to take a shower and get cleaned up."

Chad grinned at me and chuckled a bit at the comment.

"What?" I asked.

"Robert said that you like to take lots of showers. He said that it seems you two have had more sex in the shower than anywhere else here."

"Damn him. He spoils all the fun. And what else did he tell you?"

"Not too much. He did mention something about in front on the TV and on the deck, but I didn't quite catch all of it," Chad responded. "It's good that he told me about the shower, though. At least I know what's coming next." I noticed that there was a twinkle in his eye as he made this last comment.

"So do you think you're up to it?" I asked.

Chad responded, "Well after what I just did to you, let's just say my ass doesn't hurt anymore."

I grinned and sat up. Then I realized that he had dumped a big load up my ass. "Ooops, gotta go sit." I jumped up and ran into the bathroom just in time to sit on the toilet. Meanwhile, I heard Chad chuckle and get off the bed.

As he walked into the bathroom, I couldn't help but stare at him. Even soft his cock was long, long enough to hang way below his ball sack which was hanging pretty low at this point. And the hair on his chest and stomach made me get hard again. At that point I hoped that we'd be able to find some way to become lovers, because he was everything I ever wanted in a partner. Unfortunately that made me wonder even more if I would be good enough for him.

Chad broke my trance by opening the shower door, going in, and commenting, "Now this is a shower. It's bigger than any shower I've ever seen." By then I had joined him there. He continued, "So did this condo come with this shower?"

"No, it's custom installed. Normally a double-wide, extra long tub goes here, but I wanted a large shower with two shower heads and a seat. So I got it as a special option. Also, the towels hang right outside on the outside of the glass so that I never have to reach too far for a towel. One's always available."

"This is really nice, but why the handicap bars?"

I blushed some and then said, "You'll find out soon enough," which got a puzzled look from Chad.

Chad turned the middle of the three sets of knobs in the shower. Cold water came out one nozzle straight onto his stomach. He yelped and jumped back, and I couldn't help but laugh. I adjusted a different set of knobs and the water started coming out of the shower head. It quickly turned to warm as the hot water got to the shower from the water heater. He added, "Geez, it takes a Ph.D. to operate." I laughed and pushed him into the water. He rinsed off all over and then stood under the spray for a short time. "Next," he said, and stepped out of the water waiting for me to rinse.

"You need to get soaped up first," I said, getting the soap, rubbing it on his chest, and gently pushing him back into the water so that it cascaded down his back. I could tell that he liked the idea because his cock began to stir, not much, but enough for me to tell. I continued up and over his shoulders, getting his neck well. "Hold your arms out," which he did. I soaped up his left arm, his armpit and lightly down the side, making sure I didn't tickle him. He flinched as I did his side indicating that he was really ticklish. Then I did his right arm and side, lightly touching his side again. He flinched again. "You're really ticklish, aren't you?" I asked.

"Almost too ticklish. Tickling is painful sometimes. That's why I reacted the way I did a while ago. Sorry."

"No problem. I didn't know," I said.

"Funny thing, that has only been since I started going to the club in June."

"You've lost some fat in your side and gained muscle. Same thing seems to have happened to me, too," I added.

"Oh, really?" Chad said with a twinkle in his eyes.

I looked at him directly in the eyes and said, "Don't get any ideas. I can hurt you, too," as I reached down and grabbed his balls and held them carefully but tightly in my hand.

"I get the picture," he said chuckling.

After a short pause, I let go and said, "There's some shampoo on the wall. Get some and wash your hair while I wash your legs."

He reached over, got the shampoo, and started to wash his hair. I squatted down in front of him and washed his stomach, lower abs, cock, balls, and all over his legs. I had him lift his feet one at a time to wash them completely. During all this washing, I noticed that his cock liked the attention, and it was standing straight out.

As I stood up, I reached out, stroked his cock, and said with a grin on my face, "He seems to like the attention."

"Yeah." Then he got serious. "But too much more and he'll be shooting again," he said, as he pushed my hand away.

Then I responded, "We'll get back to him later. But first I have to wash your face. Close your eyes. When I'm done, I'll guide you into the water so you can rinse. And then I need to wash your back."

Washing his face was really just an excuse for me to take a longer look at it. He closed his eyes and I soaped up my hands. Slowly I washed his forehead, moving down to his nose, the area below his nose where a mustache would have been if he had one, down around his chin and the front of his neck. Finally I put a hand on each side of his face and began to wash his cheeks and the upper sides of his face, the soap mingling with the shampoo. I lingered doing this because I was now holding this perfect face between my hands and I wanted to look at it longer. Had he not had soap all over his face, I probably would have tried to kiss him right then and there.

During that short pause, Chad did something I wasn't expecting. With his eyes closed, he reached out, put a hand on each of my hips, and pulled me closer to him. Within a few seconds, my cock was rock hard and it began to rub against his. It was difficult for me to continue, but I finished by washing his ears and guiding him into the water as I had said I would do. He had to let go to turn into the water to wash his face, but with his hands now free, he quickly rinsed the soap and shampoo from his head. He began to turn back around, but I stopped him. "I still need to wash your back," I said.

I washed his shoulders again and down his back. I squatted behind him and gave his ass cheeks a good soaping, but didn't soap his ass crack. As I viewed his ass, my cock seemed to get even harder. Lust had begun to take over me again. I had him turn and wash off his back. Then I said, "Bend over and put your hands on the seat." He looked at me for a second or two, took a deep breath, said "Please be gentle", and moved into position. I turned the water off and squatted behind him again.

I did the same kind of finger massaging that I had done to him earlier. First one finger, moving around in circles to massage his ass muscle, followed by two fingers pushing in and down to massage his prostate, and finally three fingers to stretch the ass muscle. As I did all this, he moaned and groaned, sometimes loudly. Thankfully, his muscle stretched easier and more this time, and he didn't say anything about pain. Also, there was plenty of lube and cum leftover from earlier so I wouldn't need any more lube this time.

Soon I stood up, wiped some of the lube from my hand onto my cock, and guided it to his ass. I pushed slowly but steadily into him. As my cockhead popped into his ass past the muscle, he groaned loudly and tilted his head back. I stroked his back and asked, "Are you okay?" With a pant in his voice, he said, "Yes . . . Don't pull out . . . I'm not in pain . . . Push in more . . . Damn this feels incredible." As I slowly pushed in more and more, and felt the insides of his ass wrap itself slowly around my cock. All I could think of was, "Oh, my God. He's got the perfect ass, too."

I slowly pistoned in and out of his ass this time, taking a look at the incredible picture of my cock sliding in and out. I was hard but didn't feel the need to cum as quickly as I had last time. Chad was also having a good time, and I could feel him alternating between trying to push me out and grabbing me tight with his ass muscle, a move which basically had the effect of drawing my cock deeper into him. After a while, I noticed that he was moaning and groaning loudly and not breathing much. As with the first time, I needed to make sure he didn't pass out on me. I stopped moving my cock, but left it deep in his ass. Then I said, "Put your hands on the handicap bars and push up. I need you to stand up so I can help you with your breathing."

He slowly put his hands up on the bars, but didn't seem to be pushing up much. I reached up and gently pulled on a shoulder to help him up. Slowly he rose to a leaning position with his hands on the handicap bars. While he was still panting, I leaned into him, my hairy chest against his back. I wrapped my arms around him, one hand on his stomach and the other on his chest, both stroking the hair where they found it. And the whole time my cock was still in his ass.

That's when I noticed the intense look on his face. Immediately I asked, "Are you okay?"

"Yes," he replied.

"Do I need to pull out?" I asked.

"NO. Please no. The feeling is just so . . . intense. I've never felt . . . anything like it before . . . especially with a hairy body . . . against my back."

Meanwhile, the actions of him pushing and pulling on my cock inside his ass had made me even harder, which I thought was impossible. To slow down the pace which my cock wanted to set, I tried to distract us by saying, "We need to work on your breathing. I'm going to count to five, and each time I get to five you need to change what you're doing. Okay?"

I got no response, so I started counting slowly. "One, two, three, four, five," and I felt him stop pushing me and begin to pant. "One, two," and he began to push again. "You need to try to control this better. One, two, three...."

At that point, Chad surprised me by saying, "Fuck the breathing, just fuck me, and fuck me hard."

I resumed pumping my cock in and out of him again. I hoped that he was enjoying my cock being in him, because the tightness of his ass around me was way beyond what I had ever dreamed of. We became lost in the feeling, each of us in our own sensory bliss, and this continued for what seemed like another eternity. My cock was enjoying being squeezed by a hot hole, and his ass really seemed to like having a hard cock rub its insides, especially around the prostate.

Some time later, I found myself picking up the pace. Faster and faster I went. I briefly looked down at my cock and the movement seemed like a blur to me. Soon, that all too familiar feeling began deep within the base of my cock. I could feel the cum building slowly within me, and a few moments later, I groaned loudly as my cock began to shoot another large load into Chad's ass. As I shot, I could feel each spurt splash around inside him. In response, I could feel him tighten around me and he moaned loudly as my hot cum landed inside him. I kept up the pistoning even after I had stopped cumming because his ass felt so hot and tight around me. Unfortunately my cock had other ideas, and after a few more thrusts, I had to stop because it began to soften. After another minute or two, my cock softened completely and slid slowly out of his ass. As my cockhead slid out, Chad threw back his head and gave a final moan.