I was waiting in the van outside his house at 1pm when his shift finished...
I squirmed while waiting in the van for him to finish his shift. Had I really done what I knew I had done the day before? I couldn’t quite believe the events of yesterday and how I felt about it; I was very conscious that my cock had been hard all night and most of the morning, and equally conscious of how distracted I had been in my work earlier in the day. Had the experience really made such a strong impression on me? Clearly my curiosity was piqued because here I was rock hard, waiting and hoping despite my inner questions. At some level, I was surprised that I had been seduced by a man, but at another level accepting of my part in yesterday’s events, and confident that I was ready to continue exploring my curiosity. I felt I had been treated to a new experience rather than being solely the object of another’s gratification and felt no guilt or shame; I could freely admit to myself that I had guided yesterday’s events and found genuine pleasure in their outcome.
I got out of the van, gathered my tool belt and cases, and knocked on the door. He opened the door with a quiet “I was expecting you” and asked me inside. We looked each other straight in the eye, in silence for maybe 20 seconds; he then invited me to put down my cases and tool belt and sit with him on the couch. I felt a flash of guilt as I realized that I had brought my tools to give the impression that I was on business, and then it was gone as we touched each other and the feeling was electric; I could hear my heart pounding in my ears. This was so strange but so good and my bib overalls were quickly on the floor; I undid his belt and unbuttoned his trousers. His cock fascinated me, tenting his shorts, twitching and glistening where wetness was seeping through the thin fabric. I explored his wet cock with my hands through the thin fabric and felt him slip my jocks to the floor; I continued to touch his cock while unbuttoning his shorts. He moved his hands over my bum and gently parted my cheeks, his touch was gentle but firm; this was totally new ground for me. He gently brushed his fingers up my crack, I held my breath for a second. He checked my reaction and continued to brush his fingers up my crack, over my anus and back down, gently and then more firmly; I was having trouble breathing steadily and could only hold his wet cock. He continued his attention, focusing more and more on my anus as my breathing became more irregular. I let out a quiet moan and he gently inserted a fingertip, “I think we need to move to the shower” he whispered as my knees grew wobbly. His fingertip didn’t leave my anus as we made our way to the shower and I felt my anus twitch as I walked; it felt so good to be touched so intimately by another person and I liked where this was going.
In the shower he inserted the remainder of his finger into my anus before I whispered “no further”; I wanted to move slowly and wasn’t ready for the anal sex I thought was to follow. “Ok” he said, bending me forward and kneeling behind me. He parted my cheeks with his hands and touched my anus with his tongue; the feeling was out of this world and I moaned quietly, the action was repeated again and again, becoming firmer as I moaned more loudly. “Bedroom” he said and led me out of the shower and into the bedroom, somehow we got sort-of dry while moving from the shower. He sat me on the edge of the bed, spread my legs and buried his tongue in my anus. I gasped and moaned the the sudden intrusion and pleasure; he continued to tongue my hole while his lips moved over the outer area of my anus. Wave after wave of pleasure swept over me; for a moment I felt guilty that I couldn’t pleasure him while lying on my back having my ass eaten, I then realised that this was all about me and that I was to lie back and enjoy it. I felt like a total slut and really enjoyed the feeling once I had become used to it- if this was being seduced, and it felt like seduction, then I loved every moment of it.
My cock twitched and dribbled, making a small puddle of precum on my stomach, which grew until it flowed onto the towel below. It seemed I had never made so much precum and it continued to flow as he rimmed me; he inserted one finger deep into my anus while eating me and when I nodded assent, he curled the finger forward and gently massaged my rectum from the inside. The feeling of needing to pee quickly became overwhelming and I couldn’t hold back; I came in several powerful spurts all over myself and the bed. He quickly licked up the cum and precum from my stomach before returning to rimming me. My anus was still pulsating when he returned to my ass and the feeling of my anus moving against his slick, stiff tongue started me on my way to the next orgasm.
I had several more orgasms that afternoon, some with one , two or three finger stimulation and some without. I was spent after about an hour and we both dozed until I awoke and realized that his cock was wet with precum but he had not cum that afternoon. I set about giving him a blowjob although I had little experience; his cock was very wet with precum and of a good size, I licked it clean before sucking the head into my mouth. For the second time that day I felt like a total slut, initially lying on my back with my legs spread, having my ass eaten and now sucking a large wet cock. I was without shame or guilt regarding my actions, this felt good like sex with a woman felt good, I was starting to enjoy what I knew of M2M sex; my anus was still tingling from the rimming session and my balls were very empty. I wasn’t hurting anyone and no-one really knew what was going on, even if I cared right then.
I tried very hard to avoid any teeth while applying the sort of oral attention that I had received the day before; I licked and sucked for nearly 5 minutes before tentatively touching his taint and moving my hand toward his anus. I copied the concentrated touching that I had received earlier in the day and received a hissed “yesss” in response, before continuing to finger his hole with a wet finger. I could feel his anus pulsing each time I touched it and could taste precum oozing from his cock: I knew he wasn’t far away and sucked him deep into my mouth; I wanted that cum and liked the feeling of being a slut.
He blew several spurts hard into the back of my mouth and I was taken aback by the power of each spurt; I gagged and almost spilled some of the thick cum from my mouth, but caught it in time. He held my head against his cock and I swallowed his salty load before licking him clean.
We agreed to meet again and this time I invited him to my house…