When I told him we in bed at his Edinburgh apartment in Canonmills.
It was 10am on a Saturday morning and we were slowly coming to after a late night in town.
Unusually, we had not made love on our return but we were heading that way now.
Robert’s hand rested on my cock and balls, his fingers gently fondling me.
My cock was swelling.
He looked at me and said ‘I want to wash you now’
He moved off the bed and I watched him walk out of the room.
He returned with several large towels and a bowl of warm water.
I moved to one side and helped him cover the bed with the towels and he pulled over a chair and put the bowl of water on it.
Then I lay on back on the towels, spread my legs with my knees in the air.
And he began to wash me using a flannel and soap.
What a delightful sensation this was.
The water was warm.
The smell of the soap flowery, almost intoxicating
He slid the flannel over my cock and balls so tenderly, then up and down my inner thighs and, inevitably, he pressed the flannel against my anus.
I could feel the pressure of his fingers on my hole, through the wet material of the flannel.
My mouth opened involuntarily and I moaned and sighed and Robert bent down and kissed me as he pushed the flannel slightly inside me.
Then he was rinsing the flannel and wiping the soap off me.
Next he was drying me with another towel.
And then he was tapping a container of talcum powder onto my cock and balls.
I was transported back to those times of innocent pleasure.
But, this time, I knew what was coming was far from innocent
He eased me onto my stomach and fondled my bottom.
I felt his breath on my anus and then that first warm moist touch of his tongue on my anus.
At first he just licked the outside but then buried his face between my cheeks and pushed his tongue inside.
He rimmed me exquisitely for several minutes as I gripped the towels beneath me, spread my legs and willed him to continue.
My cock was solid and rubbing against the towels
I felt the first drops of lubrication on my bottom and then his fingers rubbing it into me.
He took his time, exciting me, almost teasing me.
He knew how much I wanted him to take me, to feel his cock deep inside me.
And then it began, that exhilarating moment of penetration, easily sliding into me, the slight resistance as the head of his cock pushed against my ring and then it slid through, filling me, possessing me.
When Robert buggered me like this I closed my eyes and imagined I was watching him taking me, as if I was watching a gay porn video
That excited me even more and I started my usual words of desire and need, ‘ Fuck me Robert, fuck me’
I groaned and sighed and moaned at every gentle thrust.
This was going to be a long slow session
He moved in and out of me so slowly, with such regular constant movements, there was no discomfort, no need for more lubrication.
He let me feel his whole body weight as he pressed me onto the bed.
He nibbled my earlobes
He pushed his tongue into my ear.
‘Yes, yes’ I responded
He buggered me for a good fifteen minutes and then I could tell by his breathing that he was getting close.
I moved my hips in time with his thrusts and I knew he was about to come,
And when he did, with a long animal groan, I cried out with delight.
I had seen him ejaculate so many times over my body, over my face, often prolific amounts of cum and now I imagined it spurting inside my bum.
I felt so fulfilled
Just another way I like it |
