As we lay there Emlyn gently kissing my neck, then tenderly bit my earlobe and whispered in my ear, "I want you to fuck me", this caused a stirring inside me and I replied that I wanted to do that as well.
Emlyn knew this was me to me and told me to remember what he did to me, and we will take it slowly and importantly we enjoy it. With that he moved to the arm of the settee, draped himself over and presented himself to me. I moved up behind him and began to kiss and stroke his cheeks, working my way to his hole, I paused and then pressed my lips to it and kissed. Emlyn wriggled and took that as an encouraging sign, repeating again and again, then licking over it. Holding and pushing him down, I let a dribble of spit drop onto his crack and as it trickled down to the hole I shoved my tongue inside, tasting him. Every new experience with this man was incredible but this one was something else. Of course I'd gone down on women but it was nothing like this. The taste, the smell the feeling of it was a senses overload but one I was controlling. I broke off and slipped a finger in with ease and then another while I continued to caress him.
Emlyn was gasping in delight, and I felt it was time, so did he. As I moved back he positioned himself in the best way for me so his knees were tucked under and his bum was ready and waiting. I lay over him kissing the back of his neck and told him how much I wanted him, then straightened up, and lined up my cock and for the first time entered him, the ease with which it went in surprised me and I gasped as his hole engulfed my cock, I had to get some self-control as I needed to make this last as long as I could. Taking hold of him I began to fuck him, "slow and steady" I was thinking to myself, the warm feeling was incredible though. Emlyn was again encouraging and reassuring, I loved him doing this and it made me desire him all the more.
He was the prize the man was giving himself to me, as I had given myself to him.
I was starting to quicken, I wanted this to last forever but knew I was getting close.
"What is it you say?" I asked between thrusts
"What?"
""When.... you cum!"
Emlyn chuckled, "O Dduw mawr!, it means Oh my God!, why?"
My response was to shout this and dig my fingers into him as I reached the point of no return and spurted into him, and again and then again, I held him as I gave one last final spurt.
"O Dduw mawr! indeed!!" I panted as I collapsed onto him. |
