Old Guy First Time Pt. 02

I'm in Peter's bathroom. I squeeze shut my eyes and lean back against the door. Peter's cum smears my cock and belly.

What's just happened? Stupid question. I've just sucked my first cock. I've had a naked man press me against his bed. I've grabbed his cock and rubbed it hard against mine. I've felt hot cum pour onto my cock and belly.

And I loved every moment.

But I didn't cum. I'm as horny as fuck. First time sex with a man and my cock's never been so hard. Perhaps I should jerk off, have a quick shower and go.

But what did he say earlier? 'Time for some backup. You haven't met my housemate.' Housemate? The word piques my curiosity.

I turn on the hot water. I enjoy the stinging spray and soap myself up. I clean myself up and towel myself dry. I move back into the bedroom. What's this? Now there are two of them.

Peter and his housemate lie together, spooning naked on the bed. Peter has his arm around the housemate's waist and is caressing his cock. My eyes fix on that cock. I can't take my eyes off it. It's hard; hard and inviting. I want to feel it in my hand, feel it in my mouth. Maybe feel it in my...

'Jacko,' Peter says. 'This is Colin. Colin, meet Jacko.'

Colin moves Peter's hand from his cock. He smiles an apology and sits up. He's in his forties. Probably an athlete in his youth and still in pretty good shape.

'Is you name really Jacko?' he chides.

I have to smile. 'Maybe not,' I answer.

'Peter says you're hot,' Colin says. He turns his head to Peter, who nods and smiles, wide-eyed.

Colin pats the side of the bed next to him. 'Still curious?' He tips his head to one side. His voice is sly, coaxing. 'Curious about... anything?'

A jolt of adrenaline hits me. It feels like my first ride on a monster rollercoaster. I'm afraid to step aboard; too excited not to.

I take as step closer to the bed. Then another. Then Colin reaches out to me. His hand wraps around my cock. Precum oozes from my cockhead. Instantly, I want to cum.

Colin smiles and slowly shakes his head. 'Not yet,' he says. 'I've different plans for you.' He stands and moves behind me. His cock, that hard, inviting cock, brushes my buttocks. Another adrenaline jolt. My heart is racing. My breath is fast and shallow.

Colin guides me to the bed. He puts his mouth close to my ear. 'Just lie down,' he whispers. 'Lie down on your belly for me.'

I clamber onto the bed and lie flat on my belly. What next? I ask myself. But I know what's next.

Colin is on his knees behind me. He puts his hands on the inside of my thighs and parts my legs. I can't catch my breath. Am I scared? Am I excited? Am I both? His hands are on my hips. He's pulling them up and back towards him. His touch is light but insistent.

My head is on the pillow. He pulls my hips and backside higher. I should stop this right now. Stop it and leave. But I can't.

He parts my buttocks and nestles his cock in the crack between them. 'You Okay?' he asks.

'Yes,' I gasp. 'Okay. Better than Okay.'

He moves away. The cock is gone. I want it back. 'Don't stop,' I plead. 'Please don't stop.'

'Relax,' he whispers. 'It'll be fine.'

I turn my head. He's squeezing cream into his cupped palm. I turn away and bury my head in the pillow. My mouth is dry. My heart pounds.

A finger probes my ass. The finger carries a wad of cream. At first it feels cold but it soon warms. It trickles onto my balls and down my thighs.

For a moment, the finger is gone. Now it's back. No, not one finger, two fingers. Colin's spreading the cream inside me; each probe goes a little further, spreading the cream deeper. He's fucking my ass with his fingers. I can't speak. Can't think. I've never known such a thrill. Again, he stops. Now he's back with more cream. He probes deeper. I gasp at a stab of pain.

'Just relax,' he says. 'We're going to do this nice and slow.' He reaches over my head and shows me a condom. 'Nice and slow and safe.'

There's a pause. It seems to last forever. Now something is pushing against my asshole. It's warm and meaty. It slips inside. Do I have a cockhead in my ass? It's unreal, it's new, it's electric. My God, it's really going to happen.

Colin's voice is husky, 'I'll leave it there,' he says. 'Leave it there until you get used to it.'

I can't wait. I want that cock now. I want to feel it pushing into me. I want to feel it fucking me.

Relax, he had said. Just relax. I calm myself. My sphincter opens like flower. I push back and Colin's cock slides deeper into me. It touches a spot inside my ass. Sweet mercies, that's good. Colin withdraws a little and his cock touches the same spot. Slowly, he pushes back in. His cock fills me. The shaft slides against the rim of my asshole, triggering the nerve endings like sparks from a campfire. He's slowly thrusting, withdrawing, thrusting, withdrawing. With each thrust, a voice inside my head screams, fuck me, fuck me, fuck me.

I'm being fucked. Really fucked. And I'm loving it. I'm on the edge of cumming but at the same time not cumming. Will I cum? I don't care. I just want to fuck.

'Easy. Take it easy,' Colin croaks but his thrusts are harder, more insistent.

My cock has gone soft but still, I'm on the edge.

Something brushes against my thighs. Peter has placed himself beneath me. He props himself on his elbows and raises his head. His lips close around my cock shaft. His mouth is wet and warm and soft. His tongue caresses the cockhead. My cock thickens and grows harder. Colin's fucking my ass. Peter's sucking my cock. I'm on the monster roller coaster. I can't get off. I don't want to ever get off. I groan a deep groan. I'm being fucked and I don't want it to stop.

Peter's mouth slides faster and faster over my cock. His lips tighten on the shaft. His tongue presses harder on the cockhead. My cock is ready to explode.

Colin is grunting. His thrusts are urgent. He's sliding in and out; out and in. Harder. Faster. His cock shaft slides against the rim of my hole. His cockhead is deep inside, thrusting and withdrawing, touching that special spot again and again. I'm rocking back and forth, matching his thrusts. I'm lost in the thrill of being fucked. What do I want? Do I want to hear him cum? Do I want to feel that cock twitch and spasm inside me? Or do I want that cock to keep fucking me?

Peter's tongue makes circles around my cockhead. Faster and faster. Harder and harder. I'm going to cum. I can't stop it. I'm going to...

My climax explodes into Peter's mouth. I'm shouting into the pillow. And still Peter's tonguing my cock. Still, he's sliding his mouth up and down the shaft. As I climax, my sphincter tightens hard around Colin's cock. I feel his cock twitch. He throws back his head and cries out. I can feel his cock spasm again and again. Then he's silent. He pulls away from me. His cock flops from my ass. He rolls away from me and throws his forearm across his eyes.

For a while, there's silence. I am replete, like a starving man who has eaten his full.

Colin props himself up on one elbow. He shakes his head. 'Fucking hell,' he says. 'That was amazing.'

'Yes,' I answer. I can think of nothing else to say.

'I have an idea,' Colin continues. He nods towards Peter. 'We're hosting a... what shall we call it? A party? Yes, a party. Want to come?'

He raises an eyebrow and smiles, the smile of a hungry fox.