Cramp

"O-o-o-o-h-h-h-h! Oh shit that feels s-o-o-o-o good!"

He's not moving his fingers more than a quarter of an inch, focusing all of the stimulation on that most sensitive part on the underside of the stem, just barely grazing the sensitive corona of the glans while continuing to stretch your scrotum and pull the skin tighter on your cock.

You buck your hips up in an effort to both escape and increase the intense stimulation. Then you feel it...Unbelievably, your cockhead swells even more...You feel your anal sphincter tighten, your balls draw up and you recognize the beginnings of your orgasm.

But so does he...And he releases both your testicles and penis...

"No! No! Oh no! P-please let me cum!"

"Not yet..."

He gets off the bed and reaches for the towel on the floor.

"Get up."

You clamber to the edge of the bed and stand, catching your reflection in the mirror across the room. You, nude with a raging erection standing next to a clothed older man holding a towel. He spreads the towel in the center of the bed and motions...

"Chest on the bed, knees spread as wide as you can."

You scramble onto the bed, heart racing in anticipation. You get into the "ass up" position so quickly it is as if you do it every day.

"Where's your key card?"

"Huh?"

"I need to go back to my room to get something. I want you to stay in that position while I'm gone. Where's your key card?"

"On the dresser. Next to my phone and wallet."

He slips his shoes back on and pauses...

"Okay, just stay in position. I'll be right back."

"O-okay..."

You hear the door open and close, then the muffled sound of his room door opening and closing. You wait. You raise up and look down between your legs. You penis is wagging with each beat of your heart and copiously drooling precum. Then you hear his door open and close, the snick of the key card in your door and the sound of him returning.

Again, he slips his shoes off and gets on the bed behind you. You hear the "Snap!" of what sounds like a cap on a shampoo bottle and then the slurping fart sound of something being squeezed out of a bottle.

"This is a oil that I use to moisturize my skin...It's not quite as good as a lube, but it will do."

Then you gasp as you feel his oily hands begin to rub over your upturned ass. He rubs, then adds oil, the rubs again. With each additional application, his thumbs moves closer to and then into your asscrack.

"U-n-n-n-n-n-g-g-g-g! Oh, yes!"

His thumbs brush over your anus, pausing to press, then moving around to caress your balls...He doesn't touch your penis...Just your ass and your balls...You ass, balls and inner thighs are covered with oil...There is so much oil there is almost no friction.

"Y-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-h-h-h-h!!"

His hands closes over your penis and slides up and down it's length...You begin to pant as you feel your orgasm build. Then, unbelievably, he stops again...

"Oh, no! Please! Oh no!"

He slides his slimy hand over your throbbing cock.

"You like this?"

"Oh y-yes! God, yes!"

You buck you hips in an effort to increase the friction.

"Well, to get this..."

Another stroke of you cock...Another cry of frustration from you...

"You have to back onto this..."

And you feel the tip of his middle finger push slightly into your anus.

"Oh! Oh, I don't know...Y-a-a-a-h!"

At your protest, he pushes the tip of his finger in to the first knuckle and strokes your dripping cock one more time.

"Go ahead. You'll have to do it if you want to cum."

Desperate for release, you raise up on all fours and begin to press your hips back. You feel your anus begin to stretch and sting...

"A-h-h-h-h!! I c-can't!!'

Another frustratingly light stroke over your penis.

"You sure?"

You buck your hips in response and feel his finger go deeper. Panting, you grit your teeth and push back harder.

"W-h-h-h-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o!!"

There's a slight give...Your anus opens and you push back as his finger fills you and then you feel his fist pressed against the soft tissue of your little hole. He's in you to the knuckle on his hand.

You're panting uncontrollably...

"W-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-h-h-h-h-h!!"

He curls his finger and strokes it across your prostate gland. You feel as if you're need to piss and you flex your sphincter to hold it...Instead you squirt a dollop of precum which he deftly catches in his oily hand, wrapping it around your glans.

"Okay, if you want to cum, go to it."

"W-what d-do you m-mean?"

"Start humping..."

"B-but...Y-a-a-a-a-a-a-h-h-h-h!!"

Again he curls his finger, milking your gland so effectively that you involuntarily squirt a long drool of cloudy slime onto the towel.

"Get started!"

You thrust forward, sliding your cock into his greased hand...You feel you anus grip and then release his finger, letting it slide away from your prostate...At the end of the stroke, you pull your erection back through his fist and you feel his finger, insinuate itself back deep into your butt...Just as you pause to thrust forward, his finger curls, again grazing your tender gland, again causing you to squirt.

"Y-e-e-e-e-c-c-c-c-h-h-h-h!!"

You grit your teeth and in desperation to cum begin thrusting and withdrawing as quickly as you can. He is punishing your prostate on every stroke, but the pleasure provided by his fist on your penis gives you no option but to continue. You are covered with sweat and groaning as if severe pain, but you continue to thrust. Then, almost without warning, it is on you...

You're paralyzed as your cock stiffens even more , the head swollen and purple, your testicles drawn tight against your body, your knees shaking...He takes over for you...Sliding his hand up and down your cock while his other hand thrusts into and out of your now well-stretched anus...

There is no pain...Just pleasure...Your body stiffens and you buck uncontrollably...

"Oh! Oh, god! Here it is! Oh-ho shit! Oh god-Oh god-Oh god!"

You feel as if you are shooting your balls out of the end of you cock...Skeet after skeet of cum ropes out of your meatus, pooling on the towel in thick dollops...Your anus is clasping his finger in repeated spasms and you thrust back holding him as deeply in your bowel as you can get him while you continue to squirt...His finger repeatedly expresses your prostate, causing you to squeal and skeet until there's just a dribble.

Finally, it's over...Still on all fours, you drop your head, panting and gasping for breath. He releases his grip on your penis...

"W-h-h-h-h-o-o-o-o!!"

One final curl of the finger milks yet a final squirt of cum that dribbles more than shoots out of the end of your now drooping penis. He slowly pulls his finger out of your ass.

"Just stay there for a minute..."

"O-okay..."

He gathers the towel up wiping his hands as he walks to the bathroom. You hear water running and momentarily he returns with a warm, wet towel which he uses to clean your penis, testicles, between your legs and even your ass and anus. He is gentle and you find it both comforting and embarrassing.

You collapse onto the bed and lay motionless. He picks up the container of oil, steps into his shoes, sits down on the bed and begins to lightly rub your hip.

"You okay?"

"Yeah."

"Sure?"

"Yeah."

"Well, I'm going to get on back to my room. Early day tomorrow."

"Oh, okay."

He stands up and stretches.

"I've got to ask..."

"Yeah?"

"Where did you learn that?"

"Nowhere in particular...Everywhere...I just keep my eyes and mind open and pay attention...I just picked it up."

"Oh, okay..."

"Well..."

"Then, why me?"

"Why you, what?"

"Well, why did you pick me to do that to?"

"I didn't pick you. It just happened. You seemed to need it. I don't know...It's difficult to explain."

"Okay, thanks. I mean it...It was amazing..."

"Sleep well..."

"Oh, don't worry, " you laugh, "I will."

And he leaves...Too exhausted to shower, you turn out the lights and fall into the bed and a deep sleep.