Why I Like It

Author's note: Just a quick one to brighten your day, done in the dreaded "me and you" writing style. I had fun with it and hope you enjoy!



I love to receive anal.

It start with that first moment at my door when our eyes meet and we size each other up. We might seem like equals. I might be bigger, or taller, or more outgoing, or whatever. But the reality is, I need you more than you need me. You can leave at any time and find someone else who wants what you are offering. Bi-curious men like me that lean towards being a bottom are a dime a dozen. I am lucky to have you here, even though my job is primarily to satisfy you, not the other way around.

We might shake hands and make small talk like two equal men. But the reality is, we know how this will end. We were both very specific about what we wanted, and you know that soon you will be fucking me. You look at me, and you know you have me. I have the desire for your cock in me, and it can't be controlled. Some might think I have a sickness. Some might say I am liberated. Either way, men who don't have these urges could never understand. I might assertively grab your crotch to show interest, but you are in in complete control.

You can take your time or go as fast as you want. I will try to get you naked and appreciate you before you start. I want to hold you in my mouth and feel you become aroused. I want to get to know the penis before it slides inside my body. But you know if you want to just drop your pants and bend me over right away, I will agree.

I worship penis, so I love holding you in my hand for the first time. Feeling you grow inside my mouth due to the skilled suction I deliver gives me the illusion of being in control. You are responding to my touch in the ways I desire. But this encounter can't end with a blow job. We both want to take the next step.

I will be on my hands or knees or bent over the bed. I am offering myself to you, so this position feels right. So far my sacred spot has been hidden and protected. But now my cheeks are open, and I feel the cool air tickle my hole. I am deliciously vulnerable. I feel submissive but confident. I am about to get fucked! If we get to this point, I know you want my ass. I have worked so hard to keep it strong and fit. I am not feminine. I am broad and built, not skinny. Nobody would see me in the gym and think that I like to be on the receiving end like this. But this is what turns me on the most, and perhaps it works for you too. I confidently assume you want to be inside me since you are rock hard as you approach. I am flattered. How can I not want to satisfy a man who desires me like this?

This is my favorite part. It's always hurts at first. That's okay, it's supposed to, and it hurts so good. Whether you are black or white, small or thick, your cock will upset the natural balance of things inside me when you first penetrate my tight muscles that are not designed for insertion. I will inevitably make the adjustment and allow you inside. No matter the size, I will close tight around you. This discomfort I feel in the beginning will happen no matter what your station in life. You can be rich, poor, black, or white. You can be good-looking or not. You can be experienced or a virgin. With your dick inside me, it doesn't matter. I grunt as you bottom out. I can't help it. You feel huge and dominant.

You begin to fuck me at whatever pace suits you. In the beginning, my tightness will dictate some limitations here. You are definitely above average size in girth, so it takes a little longer to adjust. But I quickly begin to gape open and relax, completely dilated. You can take me however you want. You might say kind words, or you might spank my ass and tell me what a whore I am or call me your bitch. Both are fine, and it is all pretty much correct.

It feels good now. I am pushing back to meet you, and I let you know how much I like your cock. I've been here before; it's not my first time. But having someone new fuck me never gets old. I begin to use my muscles to squeeze you. I want you to get off, and I know the right techniques. This part I am good at, and I know what it takes to help you climax.

You are going to ejaculate soon, and I welcome it. No matter if you cum while fucking me or you blast it across my face, I know I've served you well. I hope you will let me taste you. It's so much fun to see the main event up close, if this is what you want. We have good chemistry, so I'm comfortable asking for it in my mouth. You happily agree.

When you pull out of my ass, I feel stretched and spent. You are on the large side, so my gape is bigger and lasts longer than normal. Cool air tickles my open hole, shiny with lube. I quickly turn to give your cock the attention it needs just as you begin to pump it and semen rockets out. Most of it lands in my mouth. I move close to help your aim, my tongue lightly pressed against the bottom of the head as the sticky fluids splash into the back of my throat and coat my tongue.

I breathe through my nose, the scent and taste of you filling my senses. I love it. It's not so much the taste of the semen that I love, but rather the mental stimulation from knowing that you are cumming inside my mouth. I swallow once as you finish your orgasm, leaving some of the load inside my mouth. I take your penis in my hand, replacing your own grip. I pump it a few times then squeeze hard from the base to the top, forcing out the final globs of your essence. I swallow again, then run my tongue around in my mouth and swallow a couple more times to finish taking the load. But the semen stays with me. The sticky consistency will keep remnants of it in my mouth for long after you leave, the lewd aftertaste reminding me of how much fun you just had.

Your breathing returns to normal. You offer to get me off, but I decline. This was about servicing you, and in the process giving me exactly what I wanted. No further action needed. The act is complete. We look at each other as you get dressed. We sense we could be friends, but it just isn't meant to be. I'm just a tool for your pleasure, and you've finished using me. The relationship began and should end this way.

My butt is a little sore now as I walk you to the door. A good kind of sore. You've done your job well.