These are true events:
A bit about me. I'm a short defined wog boy with a decent 7 inch uncut dick. Average head and thicker at the base so once I'm all the way in and fucking you, you really feel it. I'm described as handsome by some and good looking by others. My version of events starts with how I met my lover T and then a story about one of the times we had sex. If you guys like it I might add another story sometime.
Our special relationship had begun over a casual meet on gaydar when T and I were between relationships. T is an artist and an extremely passionate lover. Good looking, tall and slim and a nice dick - about 7 inches, thick and cut. He loved his wog boys so there had been an immediate attraction and we had trusted each other from the beginning (we were both neg so had never used condoms with each other). He is more than a fuck buddy so I can never bring myself to call him anything but a lover and a friend.
It was T's birthday and so we met in St Kilda for dinner. We didn't always end up having sex but that night I knew we would (I had showered and lubed to be ready). One of my previous fuck buddies had taken a pair of my Calvin's and cut a hole in the back for easy access so I had put them on under a pair of tight blue levi's and threw on a tight Bonds top. I do yoga so I'm really toned and I looked pretty good. We sat and talked over dinner and wine and afterwards walked on the beach for a while. Once the sun started to go down he didn't say much, just started to walk in the direction of his flat so I knew it wouldn't be long before we would be in his bed.
Once we got to his place and stepped in the door, he turned me around to face him and pressed me against the back of his front door. I could feel his body against mine and I started to get that short of breath feeling. I could feel his erection pressed against me and I knew he felt mine. Our lips met and his tongue explored my mouth. I felt hot, maybe it was the just the wine but my heart was racing and I wanted him so badly. We kept kissing and then I turned around and pressed him against my back and arse. He kissed the back of my neck and ran his hands down the front of me until he had found his way down to my erect cock. I was so ready, my foreskin was full of my precum and he moistened his fingers with it and made his way around to my hole. I knew once he realised that my underwear was essentially a jock he would smiled to himself. My heart pounded as he began to finger my hole and whispered in my ear. "I want this so badly, I want you so badly", he said and this was all the asking I needed. With one hand I undid the buttons on my jeans and they slid down to my ankles and with the other I unzipped his pants and freed his erection. He turned me around to face the door and slid in. He fucked me the way he usually did - rhythmically, all the way in, with urgency, like he meant it. And I let him the way I usually did - like he belonged there and I was his. His arms were wrapped tightly around me and I loved it. His cock always swelled to it's biggest when he was about to come and I waited for that moment, craved it. When it came he just stopped. He was pressed all the way in and I knew he wanted his seed deep inside me, as deep as it possibly could be. He lifted me slightly and I wrapped my legs around the back of his. It was a ritual we had. He walked us over to his bed and we lay down with him still inside and he kissed the back of my neck. After what seemed like only a few minutes we both fell asleep and later I woke with him still wrapped around me, limp dick pressed against my hole and me with a hard on. I reached for the lube beside the bed and I turned around to face him. He stirred a little as I began to unbutton his pants and work them down. We were both half asleep as we stumbled to get out of our clothes and when we were finally both naked, I lubed my shaft and with his legs wrapped around me I pressed my head against his hole. My head gently slid in and his cock was hard again. He rolled onto his back and I started to pump him. Slowly at first and then after a few minutes a little harder. I'm flexible enough to fuck a guy and blow him at the same time so I wasted no time going down on him. He was moaning from the sensation of his prostate being worked in that position and being blown at the same time. Once I get the rhythm going guys love it and T was no stranger to it. His hole tightened a little and the friction increased around my cock. I knew we would both come soon so I pushed deeper and a little harder. I came first and it was a big load and such a big orgasm that I almost forgot him inside my mouth but I kept going and after about 30 seconds he blew his second load while I was still inside him pushing against his prostate. I just rolled onto my side with him around me and we went back to sleep.
I woke the next morning to T looking into my eyes and smiling. Looking back, I remember thinking how much I loved him (it's funny how you can just love someone without having to be in a relationship with them). We went out to breakfast and then we both went to work. We sent sms's to each other during the day as we always did and I think I wore my fuck halo for about two weeks after. There have been many more encounters with him but I will save them for another time.
If you would like to hear more let me know.
