There was this new guy at the gym who had just moved to PA from the west coast. We ended up being workout partners 'cause we were both there almost 'till closing time. Tim was pretty tight lipped about his personal life. I didn't know if he had a BF or not.
So I asked him is he wanted to come out to a place I had on the river. To my surprise, he accepted. We had a great day out on the boat. There seemd to be something between us, but I couldn't be sure.
Well, we were about to leave the cabin when a nasty storm rolled in pretty quick. Now it's not a good idea to be on the water in a lightning storm, so we had to wait it out there. Tim opened up about his past, and how his BF had been killed by a drunk driver about three years earlier.
He had not had any relationhips since. He said he knew it was time to get on with life. I said, "If there's anything I can do to help". He gave me this look and I knew I was going to get fucked.
We went back to the small bedroom and started making out like there was no tommorow. I went to remove his trunks. I could barely get them off over his rock-hard dick. I went dowm on him tasting the pre-cum already leaking from his dick. He stopped me pretty quick cause he would've shot real fast.
He then laid me on my back and pulled me to the edge of the bed, so my butt was hanging off the
edge. He rimmed me deeply, shoving his tongue in my quivering hole. I started shovig my butt
up into his face and he knew I was ready. He asked where the condoms were. It was at that moment that my mind flashed back to the package sitting on my night stand. I meant to put them
in my tote bag, but got distracted and forgot them.
So here I was. On an island, in a storm. No rubbers, and no way to get any. I knew there was no way I could say no to him, so I told him he could go bare. He told me he was poz and refused. I guess it was his concern for me that made me want him even more, so I lied and told him I was poz. I lubed his dick and my butt and then laid back and spread my legs and awaited the penetration.
He slid inside and it hurt a bit. Did I mention his dick was pretty big? He slid in until he was about 7" in. I've always had a problem with taking it deep. He didn't mind, though. He worked my hole slowly at first. Then a quick flurry of quick, hard strokes. He went back to slow strokes. He pressed against that barrier and I don't know if he just knew how to navigate an ass, or whether I was just so turned on that I opened up, but suddenly I felt this little pop inside and his dick slid in to the balls. This was the first time I'd had a man this deep, and the gasp I let out must've sucked up half the air in the room.
He started long, slow strokes, almost pulling out, and then going back in to the balls. His dick so far up inside me felt insanely good. I pulled him down and whispered, "Fuck me" in his ear. I didn't have to ask twice. He picked up the pace, more and more. His dick was grinding my sweet spot at a furious pace.
He didn't last long. His breathing got really erratic. He shoved in full and just held there. He got this glazed look in his eyes, like he was 1000 miles away. Maybe he was on another plane f existence, cumming in his departed lover. That was OK with me. Looking back, it's kind of hot to think that maybe he was making love to someone on the other side, thru me.
Then I felt the cum explode from his dick. With every spurt, his cock twitched inside me. I was hard and my cock was dripping. Knowing I was being pozzed was an incredible turn-on. When the last of his cum was deep inside, he started thrusting again, and he started stroking my dick in time. It took maybe a dozen strokes before I pitched my head back and screamed. The first jet hit me in the face. The second actually hit the headboard. I'd never had an orgasm like it. I was curling upward like I was doing a crunch.
He laid on top of me until his cock softened and slid out. There wasn't much cum leaking. even though it was a huge load, he had shot it very deep. We stayed ovenight there and Tim fucked me twice more before we went home. This started a relationship that lasted almost two years.
About four months after that first fuck, my test came back poz. I've always believed it was that very first night that did it. This happened about 10 years ago and I still remember it like it was yesterday. Just the thought of that night makes me hard to this day.