The Tale of My Virgin Hole and the Cellist Next Door

This is long as fuck. Nearly 10k words. This is 90% factual, I changed a few things for privacy reasons yada yada. Anyway, I have marked the different sections. There is a one sentence summary right before the sex starts for you lazy dogs out there.

Everybody was over 18 at the time of these events! 

Lets call me Alex. I was 22 at the time of this event. I was somehow closeted at the time even though all I thought about was cock… something about being closeted makes you think about it even more, anyone else experience this?

Anyway, I was (am) 5’8” (172cm) and quite lean, about 134lbs (60.8 kg). I was an avid runner so I could eat anything but also spent plenty of time at the gym, though I only did legs… my excuse for wanting to build a bigger ass at the time was that I wanted to be able to “jump higher”... Yeah cause you need to shave your legs and hole to be able to jump higher. Caucasian, blue eyes, brown hair. I ran in little short shorts and no shirt so I had a light tan across my body and pasty cheeks. Very thin arms, who has time for pushups?

Anyway, onto the story. I had just moved to a new city and was determined to no longer live in the closet. I went to college in my hometown town and for whatever reason, that made it more difficult for me to live as myself. I still had some fun, but it was very hush-hush with hardly any eye contact and no talking. I also had never been fucked. All oral at this point.

I lived in an apartment complex near some great running trails and the apartment gym was pretty solid so It was a great set up. My job was really flexible, I could work from home 90% of the time but occasionally had to go into the office. Plenty of time to do anything but work and pay the bills haha To not make this thing 17 pages I will summarize fairly quickly what I was up to throughout the week. I was obsessed with prepping my body; running, squats, deadlifts, and endless dildo sessions. I’d spend at least 20 minutes every day fucking myself, doing pelvic floor exercises until I could nearly yank the dildo off the wall by clenching alone.

I did this for a few reasons. 

1. I wanted to have that coveted hands free orgasm 
2. I wanted to be able to show off when I finally got fucked by a man
3. While I was very submissive, I wanted to empower myself by giving unreasonable pleasure. Being able to lean in and be controlled in my filthy desires to be taken gave me a sense of pride. It was not about degradation but about being the best they had ever had. 

What can I say… I am a highly competitive person. So.. to the outside world I was still a straight guy (who wanted to come out but just could not figure that out yet) who happened to shave his legs and wanted to be able to jump higher… Living in a decent apartment complex. It was a strange time.

***********************************New Neighbor*****************************************

About three months before my birthday, someone moved in next door. Our complex was usually quiet, but this move was chaos... a woman shouting, and a couch dropped at least six times before it finally went silent.

A knock on my door took me by surprise while I was mid way through deep throating my dildo and playing with my nipples. I stood up with the same fear and speed as if my parents just showed up to my bedroom door at 2 am. I threw on some shorts and a t shirt and walked to the door. I opened it to a towering black man in his 40’s who was at least 6’5” and 215 lbs of brawn (195cm 97.5kg.) He looked… not happy… at all.

“Hey, probably not the best impression for my new neighbors. I’ll come back with pie or some shit in a week or so but I am in a pinch man. I need to return the truck in the next 2 hours or I gotta pay for another 24 hours and I have a big ass chair and a weights set left. My ex was here helping for a bit but she dipped, as usual… I will buy you dinner, straight up cash, whatever you want - I just need help.” He said with a low voice and clearly a bit desperate.

“Hey no worries - shit happens. I heard how helpful she was. I hope the move is gonna make things easier.” My eyes drifted to his sweatpants as I bent down to grab my shoes. His bulge was immense. The sweat marks on his shirt did something to my insides that made me willing to do anything for him. 

We walked to the truck where there was, in fact, a big ass chair and a weight set and bench. I was feeling a bit less than a man in comparison to this guy. My arms were so thin compared to his big muscles. We lifted the chair up together and carried it into the truck. The tricky part was angling this thing through the door. We eventually got it

“I feel so rude, my name is Calvin. You are?” Calvin… when someone is hot it's like every part of them is hot. What an amazing name.

“Alex. No problem, man, seems like it's been a rough day. Do you need anything else, or should you go drop the truck off?” He reached out to shake my hand. His hands are so big. Engulfed mine.

“Actually, do you have a trash bag? I should clear out the back of the truck before I return it and I forgot to bring any.” 

“Absolutely.” I walked over to my apartment to grab him a whole box. I walked past my dildo still affixed to the wall in my bedroom with a yoga mat in front of it. When I turned around from the closet, I saw Calvin standing in my living room. A clear view to my dildo, yoga mat… the bottle of pppers on the ground and the lube. Did he see it?

I walk back out and swing the door shut behind me just in case he didn’t see it. I did not expect him to follow me in. He definitely saw that there was a little less eye contact.

“Thanks, Alex, I owe you big time. Do you want pizza tonight?” Still making good on his promise.

“Sure, just knock on my door when it's time.” 

*****************************Summarizing a few weeks till my birthday**************************

Calvin was a symphony cellist, recently divorced after catching his wife cheating with both neighbors. He buried himself in practice, chasing a solo career. Despite it all, he was genuinely kind — and never once brought up the dildo he’d seen in my place. 

Flash forward about a week before my birthday and I sent out the group text to the few friends I had made since moving to the new city. I offered a simple meal and then drinks and games back at my place. I had a wii, and that was attractive enough of an offer for most people. I also invited Calvin. I only had 4 people invited 2 guys, a woman and Calvin. The night of my birthday arrived - a Friday. The four of us had a delicious dinner at a new fixed-menu place that just opened up. Back at my place, everybody got a little too drunk immediatly. Turns out a $150 meal is not very filling, and you get drunk fast. One Wii tennis championship and a game of monopoly later and it was 1 am. Veronica and Jason were practically fucking on my couch. Calvin was in the sad era of near black out, and Brian was fully asleep on my chair and ottoman. It was a successful birthday evening. Veronica and Jason grabbed an Uber. I put a blanket on Brian, and Calvin helped me tidy up a bit in silence.

“Alright man, thanks for the invite. Sorry I got a little low at the end. I just realized how alone I actually am a little bit. This was the first time I have had fun with people in like a year. Kind of all hit at once that the divorce ripped away more than just my marriage. None of my friends have checked on me. It sucks. Anyway, I really appreciate the invite. Happy birthday.” He leaned in for a hug and he held on tight. His hands lingered on my back. I melted into him a little bit. He rubbed my back with his hands and then let go and kissed me. A gentle peck. THE WORLD STOPPED. The brief, half-second touching of our lips had the time between heartbeats feel like a year. Then he walked out the door. My heart was racing, minutes were seconds. I immediately turned around to see if Brian was awake; he was asleep. What was that? Do straight guys get kissy when they are drunk??? The next morning, Brian woke up around noon, and I was already back from my morning run. I was making a snack when he said, “Did you kiss that cellist guy last night? What the hell did I miss?” My blood nearly went cold. Do I risk it all and be honest with my very liberal friend in his early twenties who would have zero issue with any of this? “Look, don’t tell anybody. I dont know why he did it, I thought he was straight.” I said “Lips are sealed. Are you straight, though? You looked awfully excited after.” I was a tomato at this comment. 

“Again, don’t tell anyone. I am trying to figure my shit out but no I am not straight… I dont think I have ever even said that out loud to be honest.” I felt like a weight had fallen off my shoulders. What felt like a monumental moment for me was meaningless to Brian. 

“Can I throw up in your bathroom? Then I need to steal some food and then I need to go get in my own bed. I have not been this hungover in my life.” Brian got up, did his business and headed out the door, only to come back about 12 seconds later holding a piece of paper.“Calvin was about to put this under your door, he asked me to deliver it to you. Have a good one man. Happy birthday” He waved and stumbled out to his car. I opened the letter Alex, I just wanted to apologize for my behaviour last night. That was rude of me to allow my emotions to get swept up like that on your birthday and become such a bummer. I also wanted to apologize for the kiss. I think I am just a bit touch starved and I was very drunk. I hope you can accept my apology and my offer to fix this. I need to practice all day today but this evening I would like to have an attempt at a redemption for your birthday. I have some THC gummies, we can go for a walk and I can kick your ass in Wii tennis again. Again I am so sorry. Let me know if you would rather be left alone tonight.

Calvin.

I immediately texted him: Lets get the walk done before it gets dark. The gummy might make me scared of the woods at night haha

*******Mistakes were made, nothing a walk in the woods cant fix*******************

At this point I had not cum in 15 days. I was unreasonably horny. I wanted to get some of that out of my system to not fuck up my neighborly relationship here. He was obviously feeling bad about letting his drunkenness get our evening all weird. So I decided to spend the time leading up to our hang riding my dildo. Get the energy out of me. I took a shower, cleaned myself out entirely, and started riding. I could not stop thinking about Calvin so I had to put on some porn. Alright, that’s not working either. I just keep imaging I am the women and the men are Calvin haha. I started to jerk off, maybe I just need to cum and then everything will be fine. *Knock Knock* right as I got two strokes in the fucking door. I slide off the dildo, learning from last time I threw it in the tub. I go look through the peephole. Calvin. “Give me one second!” I hollared through the door. 

“No worries man, just coming to get you for the walk. Sunset is in an hour haha” Calvin laughed, how the hell was it already 6:30? I ran to the bathroom, rinsed myself off to get the lube off of me. Put on some running shorts and a t-shirt. We were out the door within 1 minute. It was a nice walk. A little quiet, the gummy was definitely starting to kick in. When we were about 20 minutes from the apartment Calvin asked if I wanted to see him do a backflip. “While you’re high??” I said “It's the only time I feel like I could relax enough to do it.” With that, he kind of swung his arms a few times and then chucked a backflip. He almost landed it cleanly but wound up stumbling onto the ground. He was laughing his ass off while laying face first on the dirt. What the hell was this evening? My 40-something, hot as hell neighbor, who was a concert cellist, just did a backflip while high, with me, on a trail. “Well you almost had it” I said. “You should try.” 

“What the fuck? I’ll break my neck.” “I can spot you, you look light. I could catch you before you break your neck.” He smiled at me. I can’t believe it but I walked towards him and helped him up and then stood with his hand on my lower back. 

“So what do I do?” I asked 

“Do a jump as high as you can and when you bring your arms up for the height just let them flick behind your head and chase your hands with your knees. Try to do like a hanging ab curl in the air as hard as you can. I will push up on your back so you rotate.” What the fuck was I about to do. I squatted down and threw as hard as I could and felt Calvin’s hand on my low back push me up extra high. Somehow, I landed on my feet. 

“That was fucking awesome,” I shouted. 

“Hell yeah dude! Do another! Come back.” I walked back towards him and wound up and chucked it again. I dont know what I forgot to do but I did not rotate for shit. Calvin mostly caught me with my torso and sort of fell over me as I landed on my stomach and thighs. 

“What happened?” I was scared shitless. 

“You brought your head down to your knees. Try one more time.” I would do anything for this man. I walked over and gave it one more go. He gave me a push again and I landed on my feet, more or less. Fuckin wacky ass evening.

“Alright, I think that’s all I've got this evening. Lets order some sushi or some shit, I dont wanna go anywhere.” Calvin brought his phone out at me, saying this and ordering us some sushi, it arrived shortly after we got back to my apartment. 

****************************Post Backflip Sushi and wii tennis*******************************

Two sushi rolls later, along with some water, we were in round one of Wii Tennis. We had a 20-year age gap, but the fun we were having that night felt like we were both letting our inner children have fun.  He smoked me in the first 2 but I came back and won the next 3. 

“You wanna hear the concerto I am playing in New Jersey next weekend?” Calvin asked. “Of course.” Calvin put on the Gulda Cello concerto, and it was not what I was expecting. I do not know much about classical music, and I knew less then, but this thing was wildly entertaining. So fast paced, and I had a lot of the themes stuck in my head for a few weeks after that night. When It ended he gave me all the history on it and the unique nature of the composer who was a pianist and how that made it even harder for the cellist.  At this point it was about 10:00pm. “I know we drank last night but would you want a drink now? I am still fairly high but I am feeling a cocktail.” Calvin said. 

“Honestly yeah haha” I laughed. I walked into the kitchen to make us both a little Vodka, soda water and pineapple bullshit. I put 2 shots in each. We slammed it. I made another immediately. About 20 minutes of chatting and goofing around went by when he brought up sex. 

“Man, I have not had sex in 2 years now. My wife and I stopped sleeping together years ago. I think she was cheating on me back then. I just wanted to apologize again about last night. When I say I am touch-starved. I don’t think there is a level at which I can explain just how touch-starved I am.” Calvin did not seem that sad this time around talking bout his marriage. 

“I get it. Here’s a confession. I’m still a virgin.” It was true, I had never been fucked and I never had sex with my college girlfriend because… hello? Gay. “What the hell? No way man. Look at you, how can you be a virgin?” he said. “Do I look like a whore?” I joked. 

“No, I just mean. You are clearly an attractive guy. Gotta be a choice at this point.” He kind of snickered. “Well I mean even more so for you then. How the hell are you not getting laid constantly. I bet women throw themselves at you after concerts. You’re tall, handsome, muscular, musically talented… what the hell else do people need?” Oh I got a little too serious there at the end. “I’m flattered, but I just haven't known what it is I want so I just haven’t…” “Mine is more a comfort in doing it by myself to the point that now I am too anxious to get THAT intimate with another person, I guess.” This was honest. “You don’t have to answer this but I am curious. That first day we met. I saw a dildo on your wall. Are you talking about the anxiety of having somebody fuck you?” Calvin did see it after all…

***************************************Okay now we are getting somewhere**********************

“Well, yeah. I can handle it on my own, but letting go of that control so fully is a bit scary… though if I can be fully transparent. I know I am extremely submissive, but I really get more of my eroticism not from a degrading type of submission but from an empowered perspective of ‘I can do this better than anybody else.’” Wow, weed and alcohol are truth serum apparently. “That is really interesting and honestly sounds exhilarating. It’s funny that your competitive nature is part of everything you do. I have never understood the full on degradation in sex. I want us both to feel good but I like losing myself entirely as well and letting it come out. Choking her, pressing her against the wall. Slapping that ass. Throat fucking. Having someone who loved that and in a competitive way would really just turn me on more rather than having me worry they were not enjoying themselves as much as me.” Calvin shifted around as he said this. “Choking can be very fun.” I said “I thought you were a virgin?” he said

“My ass is a virgin.” I winked at him. What the fuck was I doing. 

“Want another drink?” Calvin said.

“Honestly, I think I am at the perfect level right now. But feel free to make another drink.” I said. Gesturing to the kitchen. He is a lot bigger than I am. I just can not do another drink. Calvin went to the kitchen. “Where’s the pineapple juice?” He asked. I got up and walked in there. I opened the fridge and it was right there. Did he even look? I grab it and set it on the counter, and laugh at him a little. I started to walk back to the couch, but I felt his hand grip my hip. It sent shockwaves through my body. My prostate moaned.  

************************************The action starts here**************************************

TL;DR for the skimmers: I was a closeted, horny 22-year-old with a hot new black neighbor twice my age, we bonded over weeks, he kissed me drunk at my birthday, and now we’re alone again, high on THC gummies,

“Your ass is a virgin. I’ve never been with a man. Match made in heaven.” Calvin whispered in my ear from behind. Hearing him say that sent waves through my body. Was it really going to happen tonight? Finally, with someone I had a connection with and trusted. His tongue stretched out of his mouth and licked up my neck while he pulled my body into his and my ass immediaty felt his cock growing in his pants. I arched my back and slid my ass against his cock while he kissed up my neck.

I turned my head and met his lips. Taking his tongue in my mouth with pleasure and feeling his big strong lips around my lips. Every brush of our tongue made my knees that much weaker. I turned all the way around and threw my arms around his neck and kissed him deeply. Letting him explore my mouth with his tongue. I sucked on his tongue as he extended it into my mouth and let mine dance around his. He let out a low growl like moan. This man could have me any way he liked. 

He ripped my shirt off and rubbed his hands all over my body. “I love how fucking slender you are. Your body is like the perfect mix of woman and man for me.” he bent down and licked my nipples. An embarrassingly high-pitched noise flew out of my mouth. My hands were quick to take his shirt off. My eyes were stuck like super glue on his big, manly body. He was so broad-chested. His abs were the perfect amount of visible for how large he was. His biceps had those beautiful veins just showing a little. His dark skin was so smooth under the bits of hair he had. I licked up his abs to his neck and back to his mouth. While we kissed in the kitchen with our skin on skin I felt as though the floor beneath us vanished. Like the air around us was gone. We were simply there. Two bodies. Two mouths. Two beats of two hearts. Unbelievably aroused. My cock was leaking into my pants. 

I slid my hand past his head and opened the freezer and blindly groped around for the pppers. I found them and shook them up behind him. 

“What are those?” He asked while kissing my ear. 

“Pppers, they are mostly safe as long as you have no heart condition or are on any erectile dysfunction meds. The unleash my inner slut a tremendous amount and help with… opening things up.” He laughed as I said this and I brought it up to our noses as he pushed his nose into mine. We took two big inhales and I screwed the cap back on. I barely set the bottle down when he slammed me against the wall. Violent but with passion. My body pressed so hard against the wall I think my feet may have been off the ground. His tongue was deep in my mouth and his hands were tight gripped around my ass. He lifted me in the air and threw my legs around his hips and leaned me against the wall while grinding his hard cock up against my ass while we still had our clothes on. My hands were holding the back of his head and we had spit hanging from our mouths. We had both fully let go. “I need your cock in my throat. Now.” I said. 

“Good girl.” Girl? Why did that make me want to be an even better slut for him. I wanted to change his life with my ass and my mouth. I wanted to be the most passionate, most enthsuaistic, most caring, most filthy person he would ever be with. Give him a time that he would compare all other experiences too. So in 20 years when he is fucking somebody he is thinking of me. I moaned loud at him saying this and climbed to my knees, still in the kitchen. I took no time with his shorts. The wait had been long enough. I ripped them down to his ankles and he kicked them off to the side as I helped get his feet out. When I finally looked up to view his cock I was scared, excited, anxious, and leaking from my little cock. It was huge. 

I do not have exact measurements but it was the kind of cock that literally stops you in your tracks. It was gorgeous and almost perfectly straight, too. His balls were hanging and looked full. I looked up at him and let my knees slide apart as my tongue stretched out of my mouth. Opening wide for him. I let his tip slide across my tongue as I twisted my nipples. I was drooling. I kept my mouth open wide and slid across his entire head with my tongue. Twisting my head around to get more and more angles on his gorgeous, long cock. He was a bit thicker than mydildo but not so thick that I couldn’t enjoy some throat fucking. It was his length. Had to be a legit 9 inches. 

I pushed myself further and further up his cock. Letting my lips move side to side around his shaft as I got him more and more wet. I pulled back occasionally to ensure everything was slippery. I kept pushing as I felt his head reach my throat, and I let it go down my throat. Feeling him fill my throat up like this was almost enough to make me cum. My body was shivering in excitement, and I was moaning uncontrollably. His eyes were locked on me. The pppers still in full effect I pushed harder and a bit faster and let his cock slide down my throat., I felt my neck expand a little with him inside of me like this. I kept going and going. Not allowing the gag to happen. Forcing myself to be a good little slut for him. His good girl. 

I closed my eyes and pushed a little further and finally felt it. His stomach on my nose. His trimmed pubes on my lips. His balls on my chin. I had him entirely inside of me. I opened my eyes and looked at him. The lustful look in his eyes made me moan and wriggle my ass around. I pinched my nipples hard. I coughed a bit but only let a little bit slide before I went all the way back. Determined to hold it for 20 seconds.

“Holy shit babe. You are a cock sucking goddess.” His words had a way of completely ungluing my seams. I was ready for him. I stopped sucking just long enough to take my pants off. As I had his cock in my throat you leaned down and slapped my ass hard. I moaned into his cock. 

“You said you liked throat fucking, Calvin. Show me.” I shook the bottle and took 2 very long inhales and held the last one in while I handed him the bottle. My brain felt like it was melting away and I begin kissing up his leg while he took an inhale. His cock throbbing in front of me. I just stared and admired it. I wonder how I got so lucky to have Calvin as a neighbor. He set the bottle down and I gyrated around on my knees in anticipation. He grabbed my throat and squeezed hard as he kissed me. Feeling the texture of his tongue against my own he kissed me sloppy and wild like an animal out of control. He then gripped the back of my hair and tilted my head up. He put his cock in my mouth and stared at me as I was in anticipation of him slamming my throat. 

“You look so beautiful.” With that my body gave in and he aggressively pushed his massive veiny cock into my throat. I breathed through my nose as he entered. He pulled all the way out and immediately pushed it back in but even harder this time. All the way to his base, my prostate was pulsing with every entrance of my throat. He fucked me harder and harder in my throat. All the hours spent training my throat were coming in handy. I was able to feel the immense pleasure that comes from preparing for a physical feat. He was not just deep in my throat, he used my throat as a pussy. I was foaming at the mouth. Slobber all over my chest and his cock. He pushed all the way in and held it there at the bottom. It felt like I was going to pass out but in the sluttiest, most powerful way possible. Right when I thought the world might fade out he pulled out with long thick spit hanging off of his cock connecting to my mouth. I took a few deep breaths, grabbed the spit with my hand and rubbed it on my chest to play with my nipples. 

“More.” He laughed at me, saying this but gave me exactly what I wanted. I let go with my hands and let him face fuck me with my head against the wall. It hurt in the best way. A memory that still throbs in my mind today. Cum just leaking out of my cock, making a pool of precum on my kitchen floor. I had half a mind in the pppers, weed, and alcohol, but I chose not to. He pulled out again; while I was catching my breath, he gently stroked my cheeks and kissed me on the forehead and then the lips. He lifted me to my feet and he lifted me up so I was straddled around his waist again. He kissed me the whole way to the bedroom where he lay me down on my back. Kissing down my chest. He licked around my testicles but pushed them out of the way to get my perineum before finally lifting my legs in the air and kissing around my hole. 

I was in agony waiting for his tongue to make contact with my ass. His big hands gripped my cheeks and spread them. I felt the cool air of the room brush past my quivering hole. I clenched and released inadvertently. He let out a low growl and dove in tongue-first. Slobbering on my hole. He was so wet with it. His tongue was the perfect combination of lathering me up and letting his tongue texture dance across my opening and forcing his tongue inside of me. All while his hands gripped onto my body. He did this for what could have been 3 hours of 2 minutes but I was on a different planet. Happy. Lying there in euphoric ecstasy with his tongue lapping me up, I was able to take what felt like my first deep breath in years. He slid his hands up my body. Gripping onto my skin as he worked his way to my nipples. Rubbing one and pinching the other. I was squirming around on a different planet. He licked up my taint and across my balls before standing up. His cock was bouncing in the air as he looked at me. He shook the bottle. Placed them under my nose and let me take two big inhales. As soon as I finished inhaling the second one he said, “Hold it in baby.” He took a quick whiff for himself and threw them on the bed. He kissed up my neck and licked my ear before whispering in it with his hot warm breath “A little longer for me.” I nodded. He climbed ontop of the bed and straddled my face. I was on the edge of how long I could hold my brath and the world was waving around me. 

“Let it out.” I did as I was told and took a few breaths while his cock danced in my face. Without even thinking I instictually put his massive cock in my mouth and began sucking. Using both of my hands to swirl around his gorgeous member. “Lay on your back, Daddy.” I asked him. He did not hesitate. I straddled his face and put my ass in front of his mouth so I could be at a better angle to give him the sloppiest head I could. It was my first time taking dick but I wanted to be able to lube it with my own slobber. I pounded my throat on his cock and went as deep as I could. Pushing past any discomfort or gags that tried to make their way out. Pure, unadulterated worship of his cock. Slowing down only to let my deepthroat spit pour onto his cock and I licked it all around his shaft. Finally I had him soaking wet and I turned around and straddled his lap. Taking one more hit off the bottle. I spit in my hand and rubbed my tight little pink hole. My heart racing with anticipation. I was about to lose my virginity and with the hottest, most handsome man I had ever seen. Calvin’s hands slid up my hairless legs and rest on my hips while I sat up off my knees and gently rubbed his cock on my ass. The sensation has me leaking right now as I remember it. I gently sat back as I relaxed my hole. Taking a deep breath in as I pushed it in and then a long exhale as I slowly slid my way down his cock. Feeling him completely fill me up was and still is an indescribable feeling as a first time. I thought my dildos had prepared me for this feeling, I was dead wrong. I started to shake immediately. It was not without pain either. His cock was massive. The warmth of his thighs alone had me worked up, not to mention the fact that he was actively stretching my ass in ways I never thought it could. I took 3 deep breaths and slid down a bit more until I was sitting fully on his lap with him inside of me. Every sense became heightened, the slight smell of his sweat from our walk with his cologne, the glistening muscles in the night time light, every inch of our skin touching felt like a new exciting sexual experience.  He smiled up at me and winked. I immediately bent down and start kissing his sweet lush lips. His fat tongue smashing into my mouth as he slowly started to hump into me. Gentle long strokes. I let out whimpers uncontrollably but never broke our kiss. 

He began picking up the pace and I had to stop him for a second. “I think we need a little bit of lube.” I said while sliding off of his perfect cock and reaching into my bedside table and grabbing the lube. I covered his cock with it while standing next to the bed. Even just stroking his cock made my body weak. I leaned over to kiss him while I stroked him before climbing back ontop of him. I sat back down on his cock and it went in so much easier. I slid all the way down and literally watched as precum just poured out of my little cock. I could feel the immense pressure building within my prostate already. I had never been filled like this. 

I rode him slowly while gyrating my hips around feeling him stir me like a fucking soup. Precum just leaking out of me continuously. I started clenching around his cock as I would slide up and relaxing as I slid down this sent waves through my body. He propped his knees up and tilted me towards him so he could grab my hair and face. He started tender, stroking from mytemple to my cheek as he slid slowly inside of me and extended back out to where I could feel his tip start to slide out of me then he would slide continuously back inside of me. Sending my body into a tailspin of borderline orgasmic elation. He continued this with shorter and shorter time at the back until he was just continuously slamming my pussy with the entire length of his cock while I was a stuttering, blubberin mess trying to take in how much pleasure I was in. The pressure against my prostate was immense. It felt like I was rock hard but I looked down to see myself still soft as ever but with thick precum hanging off my tip. I started squeezing his cock with my ass while he fucked me and held my face close to his. This set off a chain reaction of me moaning loud and him grunting and groaning. He slapped myass fucking hard and then pulled out entirely. 

“On your back baby. I want to hold your legs in the air.” I rolled onto my back and he kissed me deep. 

He grabbed the lube and covered his cock in lube before sticking two fingers inside of me and squirtin lube down his fingers to fill me up. He curled hisfingers against my prostate and the bitchiest little whimpers came from within me. I thought I was in heaven in that moment. He laughed a little before pulling those gorgeous talented fingers out of me and putting my ankles by his head. He rubbed my legs gently while teasing my hole. 

“Take me. I’m yours.” I said. 

“You’re mine.” He said before sliding back inside me. He propped my ass up on a pillow so he would be fucking me at a slightly upwards angle. This new pressure directly on my prostate was on a different plane. “Squeeze my cock baby.” He said.

“Yes sir.” I whispered while smiling at him and clenching down hard. This clench caused me to shudder and moan. I started writhing around on the bed while he fucked me. Clenching on and off with my insides and my hole. Jerking him off from the inside while he fucked me. I clenched harder and harder as he fucked me. Rapid repeats and slow, meaningful grips. He picked up the pace and started truly slamming me. I was unaware of where I was. The air around me turned to tiny particles of pleasure existing only with Calvin and eye. Our eyes locked. His grunts and groans turning me on more. The harder I squeezed the more I wriggled around. Unable to control myself I felt my prostate getting more and more tender. I was moaning louder and louder.

He gripped my low back and lifted me in the air a bit and started really fucking the hell out of me. 

“Grip that cock baby. Moan for me baby.” He was barking this at me. I moaned involuntarily. I was lost in his eyes. 

“Good girl. God youre ass is so fucking tight. Feels like you are stroking me as I fuck you. Fuck you feel so god damn good. You are a perfect fit for my cock. God damn it I need you. I want you. You have me craving every inch inside of you.” He was so fucking sexy. 

“Fuck me daddy. Make me remember this for the rest of my life.” I moaned out for him. I kept clemnching down on his cock until suddenly my heart rate felt like it tripled. I propped myself up on my elbows and was panting. 

‘Don’t fucking stop. Don’t fucking stop. Holy fuck.” I was going wild. I was squeezing my legs against him. My body was uncontrollable. I was squeezing him hard. I felt mybreath stop and like every muscle in my body contracted at once and suddenly cum came pouring out of my penis. A massive pool, all while the world began to spin and he kept pounding me. 

“Thats right, be a good girl and cum for me. Cum for me baby.” He went deeper and deeper> Every millimeter of my skin was on fire. My ears were ringing. It felt like I was going to pass out. I was flying. I was stopped in the inner parallels of dimensions. The orgasm seemed to never end. I was absolutely shaking. My wrists tightened up, and I finally fell back onto the bed, breathing heavy and feeling my heart pounding.

He kissed me gentlyas he held himself inside of me. “How was that baby? Do you need a second?” He asked. 

“Just be gentle and slow for a second.” He nodded and scooped up my orgasmic cum and fed it to me as he slowly stroked inside of me. I sucked it off his fingers. Looking him dead in the eye. 

“You are such a good lover.” He said as he pulled his fingers out of my mouth. I played with the cum in my mouth for a little bit and right before I swallowed I asked, “Do you want to taste it?” He nodded and leaned in and kissed me. I fed him my cum into his mouth while grinding my hips against him as he slowly fucked me. He was moaning more and more. 

“Oh fuck baby, youre gonna make me cum.” He groaned. 

“Where do you want to cum, daddy?” I asked. “In your mouth.” He said before fucking me a bit harder. We locked lips again and he fucked me with even more intensity. I almost felt like I was going to cum again when he pulled out and I threw myself to the ground on myknees and started sucking his cock with both my hands.

‘Oh holy fuck. Holy fuck. God damn it yes. Yes! YES! YES!” He was borderline screaming as he shot rope after rope into my mouth and I just kept sucking and sucking. He was shaking and trying to get me off of him but I kept sucking it knowing it would ddrive him fucking crazy. 

I opened my mouth to show him all of his cum and let it pour onto my chest only to wipe it up again and put it in my mouth. I swallowed every drop and showed him what a good slut i was. 

We lay back on my bed. In silence for probably 10 minutes. I was lying on his chest, he was tickling my back.  He took me to the bathroom, moved the dildo out of the shower and washed my whole body for me. 

‘You have a beautiful body, Alex” he said to me as he gently scrubbed my face. I washed him down and complimented his amazing physique and his monstrous cock. We never officially dated, but we spent every moment together possible for about 9 months straight. When he would tour, we would chat on the phone. I never missed a symphonic performance that season. He was the only guy to this day that has made me cum hands free every single time we had sex even twice in one day. I did not stroke my cock once in those 9 months. He literally fucked the cum right out of me. 

Then he got a girlfriend. We stopped talking as much. Until she dumped him when she saw pictures of me on his phone, he had saved. We hooked up for a few weeks after that, and then I got a promotion and had to move again.