2 comments/ 46489 views/ 0 favorites Cyber to Reality Ch. 01 By: Ponty I had always been curious, but much too engrained in the straight guy perception of all things gay. The gay community was all hairdressers and limp wristed wimp types. Perhaps it was my protection against my curiosity, I was not at all like that so I must be 100% straight. I ignored the obvious signs that did not fit the image. The fact that my first wank was about a guy after watching one of those old black & white deep south cotton plantation movies. The fact that I found the sight of naked guys so arousing. The fact the thought of a hard cock made my mouth go dry and my stomach tingle. All this was pushed out of mind because I knew I was not attracted to the stereotype gay. I married had three children and kept all those best sexy thoughts for private moments alone. I am a naturally submissive person, unfortunately so is my wife, so these feelings were also suppressed. Suppressed that is until I was thirty five years old and discovered the internet. I first discovered the obvious porn sites, I browsed pages and pages of photographs of women sucking on cock, I knew that more and more I was looking at the cocks not the women. Then I found lots of pictures of men, sexy men, not wimps but real men. I would surf the web for hours and hours mesmerised by hard cocks and delicious pictures of oral sex. I was envious of every woman with a cock in her mouth. I found myself licking my lips and having an enormous hard-on covered in precum. It was natural progression to find the gay sites and the revelation of the gay bear and the BDSM sites. Not a wimp in sight! I was becoming so liberated by the knowledge that I was not alone and that I could enjoy this. It seemed a natural step to go to a chat room, I was in heaven, I could communicate with guys, tell them how I really felt, I could arouse them. I became a gay cyber slut, ignoring anyone who wanted to meet up on the first or second chat, that was way to scary! I had an alter ego who was a submissive slut and soon became to realise that it was nearer the truth than I dared believe. I built a long standing online relationship with this one guy, who was Dom but very kind too. He was Gay, 52 and was living on his own, he was out and enjoyed it to the full. I was very envious. He lived about ninety miles away, I deliberately avoided anyone too close. He never pushed but seemed happy that I would be online and do as he asked. One day, shocking myself, I suggested I could phone him. I was soon phoning him every day and now I really wanted to meet him too. He knew everything about me, he was the first person to know everything about me. I knew what he liked and I trusted him so next time he said "It would be better if I was with him for real" I suggested that we should meet, if only for coffee. The time and place was arranged, I would drive to near his home, meet him in a supermarket car park and we would go for a coffee. I secretly booked a day off work and my stomach was turning over and over as I drove into the car park. I saw his gold Volvo parked exactly where he had described it would be. I pulled up in the lane behind him, a few cars down. He was reading the paper, he had not asked what car I had so I think he was unaware that I had arrived. He looked good, he was taller and bigger than I had imagined, he was clean shaven and tanned. I walked towards the car and he obviously caught me out of the corner of his eye. He looked, opened his window, smiled and simply said "Hello Mark". My reply was a stuttering "Hello Steve". It sounds mad but it is difficult to explain that moment, by uttering his name I had identified myself as that cyber slut and I had actually met the man who understood me. He suggested I jump in, but I was nervous and suggested I follow him in my car, he agreed and I found myself following this lovely man back to his house. He opened the front door and invited me in. He went straight to the kitchen and put the kettle on, turned to me and looked me up and down very obviously. I was hard and he looked and smiled, he moved over to me, said that I looked better than I described and run his hand over my stretching trousers saying he particularly like some parts. We knew so much about each other, I knew he wanted to kiss me, so I kissed him. He started to unbutton my shirt and pull it out of my trousers then he undone my trousers and let them drop. I just stood there in heaven. He ushered me to step out of them and to remove my socks and shoes. I was standing there in just my grey underwear, just tight briefs with a swelling cock and a wet patch. He stood back examining me again, I found that so sexy. He told me to sit on the chair next to the kitchen table, I did and he came over and stood between my legs, his cock was inches away from me, I looked in his eyes and he just nodded. I ran my hand over his trousers, felt his hardening cock inside, I undone his fly and the button and opened them to find boxer shorts, I kissed them. I slid my hand in and soon found the opening and his hot sexy cock. It was like electric through me, it was beautiful moment I will never forget. His lovely hard seven inch uncut cock escaped and I knew I had to taste it. I was in ecstasy as I licked and sucked and caressed him, he just watched, gently resting his hand on my head. I was so engrossed I don't know how long I was there, but I never wanted it to stop, I felt his cock throb and then start to pulse and then he stopped me. He told me he had enjoyed it, but I wanted him to cum, I pleaded him to let me continue. "All in good time " he said and guided me through to his bedroom and suggested I give him a whole body massage. We had done this in cyber land so much I knew exactly where to start and where to go. He undressed, he was big, not fat but not muscular, he was completely hairless apart from some neatly trimmed pubic hairs. His tan was all over, his arse and chest were very sexy. As he lay on the bed on his tummy I realised that I had cum sometime during giving him his blow job and so I left my briefs on, embarrassed at the sticky mess. I started at his feet with musk massage oils, smooth and sexy I moved up the back of his legs over his tight arse and all over his back to his neck, then I went down his arms and back to his shoulders. He told me to go back to his arse and do it properly. I again rubbed his firm cheeks, he opened his legs slightly and I separated his cheeks as I rubbed them and blew gently on his arsehole, I knew he wasn't into penetration but enjoyed the sensitivity of the tight little muscle being massaged. I parted his cheeks and dropped a few drops of oil directly down on his arse, he twitched and sighed. The oil run down and my hand met it as it ran over his balls, they were smooth and hot and just as I cupped them in my hand he turned over on to his back. His cock stood proud and looked amazing, he told me I should finish what I started. I knelt between is legs my oily hands rubbed up his chest to wards his nipples and his cock slipped in between my eager lips. I used my lips to hold his cock as my tongue ran around his tip, then I started to suck and pull more of his lovely cock into my mouth. I moved up to kneel along side him so his cock was not pulled down but sat more naturally in my mouth. Again I have no idea how long I was there, I was almost in a trance, a beautiful all over sexy feeling engulfing me. I was aware of him reaching over to his bed side table as he said he had something for me, he had a nearly empty tube of lube and squeezed some on his fingers then he pulled my briefs down to my knees and I felt the cool gel all around my arse. He gently spread it all around and before I knew it I felt his finger slip into me. I continued to suck on his now throbbing cock and was sure I was getting a new taste that turned me on even more. I found my arse pushing towards him, why did that feel so wonderful? The thrusting from his cock spread to his hips and I know a couple of times he stopped himself coming by withdrawing slightly from my attentions, but I only knew I really wanted him to cum. He knew that is what I wanted too. I felt him thrust harder with his fingers and at the same time his cock pulsed and throbbed at the same time, I felt his cock strain and then I tasted hot sexy cum for the very first time, it was in my mouth, over my face, over his cock it was delicious. I could not get enough and I licked and sucked it from everywhere. He summoned me to his side and we lay on the bed together, he said that he was pleasantly surprised how much I enjoyed his fingers. I was pleasantly surprised too., I had secretly thought I would not enjoy that area but now I found myself dreaming of being fucked. But that would have to wait for the next visit... Cyber to Reality Ch. 02 I had just tasted a mans hot cum for the first time, I lay next to him and I knew it had changed everything. It had been over twenty years, most of it married life, that I had refused to let myself believe the obvious. When I first discovered the Internet it had opened up a beautiful feeling of passion, sensuality and lust. That in turn opened the door for the best sex I had ever experienced. Real sex with a real guy. Okay, I only licked and sucked on his lovely cock until I got my reward, but it was my teenage fantasies come true, and a lot more. On the internet I was the typical submissive cyber slut, my target was always dominant gay men. I also realised that this was closer to the true me than anything I had experienced before. I built a relationship with Steve, a kind and generous guy, and that is how I ended up lying next to him in his bed. I was in a trance when I sucked his beautiful cock and this was enhanced by his fingers penetrating me, gentle well lubed fingers that knew exactly what they had been doing. Now , I lay by his side and he told me in great detail how wonderful a hot cock felt as it slipped up a tight but well lubed arse. He told me how he would guide it to the g-spot and make me feel intense heat and spasms of energy and they would build to an uncontrollable orgasm. I was never absolutely sure how I would react to anal sex, until now. I knew I desperately wanted him, and I wanted him now. I made the mistake of telling him. “No, not now.” He said “ Be back here 5 pm Saturday, if you are good, and you can tempt me, perhaps I may teach you how to take me” It was only Monday. Saturday was an age away. I begged but I knew he would not change his mind and when I left that evening the only thing on my mind was coming back Saturday. Work dragged on through the week, every time I tried to concentrate my mind drifted to Steve and his wonderful cock. I went over his words in my mind. I had to be “good” and “tempt him”. I logged into the internet at every opportunity, hoping to see his name so I could make sure I would do everything as he wanted. No sign of Steve. Then Friday evening when I logged in at home, there was an email . Short and to the point. “Five, my house, black panties.” This had introduced another facet that I had not anticipated. He had never mentioned anything like that in all the times we cybered. I did not know what to make of it but knew I had to get exactly what he asked for. I had already primed the way by telling my wife I had to working the weekend and as I might be late I would stay in a hotel. Luckily this was not unusual, but I had to leave early Saturday morning to make it convincing. It was at least ninety miles to Steve’s house, I would have plenty of time even though I had some shopping to do on the way. Steve lived in large city, so there were plenty of stores to choose from. I chose a small lingerie shop and sheepishly pretended I was buying for my wife. I did not really know what he would like. I stayed fairly conservative and left with some high leg black panties with classy lace panels down each side of the front, gift wrapped in a silver and white box. I really had booked into a hotel, and soon after lunch I was sitting in the bar loading myself with Dutch courage. Just after 2 pm I went up to my room and placed the box on the bed and had a long hot bath. I soaked for a long time, adding hot water occasionally. I made sure there was not a single hair between my cheeks, I knew he liked it that way. It was very sexy preparing myself for him and I could think of nothing else so it was inevitable that my hand found my hard wet cock. I slowly eased my foreskin down, it slid easily and smoothly, I was soaked in precum. I watched as my cock throbbed as my hand stroked faster and faster. It soon shot a string of cum into the water, too soon really, but it felt good. I scrubbed all over again, dried and then lay on the bed, wrapped in a towel, that silver and white box in hand. Should I take the panties in the box or should I be wearing them? I pondered, trying to think of all those cyber conversations, looking for clues. There were no clues, but I decided that I should take a risk and wear them. Sliding into those black panties was very strange, but again I enjoyed it as I felt I was preparing myself for him. Soon after 4:30 pm I drove out of the hotel, wearing black jeans, dark blue shirt and one hell of a secret underneath. I was too early arriving so I parked down the road. At 5 pm precisely I rang his doorbell. Steve answered the door with a smile and a glass in his hand, he asked me in. I could hear voices and he ushered me out to his deck and I was bit taken back to see a group of four men lounging around drinks in hand. “This is Mark, my friend I told you about.” Steve announced. I was dumbfounded, and rather glad I was not holding the silver and white box. Steve just seemed oblivious as he poured me a glass of wine. “You did not bring a bottle, Mark?” he said looking me straight in the eye. “Well you can make up for it by waiting on us” I knew he could see my mind rushing and panicking, but after a short pause, he smiled and said “Just joking, this lucky group are off to catch a flight to the Caribbean.” It turned out that they would be leaving within the hour, it seemed like eternity. Steve knew exactly what he was doing. He returned from waving off his guests and said he was going up for a shower, he suggested I clean up the glasses while I wait. I dutifully collected up al the glasses and I was tidying up the deck when Steve returned wearing a white towelling dressing gown. “Well you have been good.” he said with a big smile “I hope you got the email and read it carefully.” I nodded and said. “Yes I got the email, I hope I read it correctly” Steve ushered me inside, closed the doors and directed me into the lounge. “I need to know you will do anything I ask” he said and commanded me to strip off and to make it slow. I was already getting aroused, but the panties were tight and restricted me, that felt good. Steve sat in one of the leather armchairs and I stood in front of him, removed my shoes and socks and then slowly started to undo my shirt. Then I unfastened just the button of my jeans before standing over his one leg and lowering down, lap dance style. I removed my shirt, throwing it to one side. The Cyber slut had taken over me and I felt hot and sexy as I gyrated slowly on his leg. I undone the zip and could see he instantly looked, I knew he was not disappointed, his crotch throbbed visibly. I slid the jeans to my knees and turned around so my arse faced him and I continued to lap dance for him. I felt his hand run over the panties, starting on the cheeks of my arse and then down between my legs, reaching through and squeezing me. Then he slapped me quite hard on the arse and told me to get up to the bedroom. I gathered up my clothes and went straight to his bedroom, I felt wonderful, it was almost like I was watching rather than being there, I was letting the cyber slut take control and Steve was enjoying every minute. Steve was right behind me and as soon as we entered the bedroom wrapped his arms around me from the back, kissed my neck and said “We don’t need these any more.” He slipped his hand in the panties and pulled them straight down. I stepped out of them, bending slightly as I did and I felt his hard cock in his trousers. I turned and kissed him. I was naked, he was fully clothed. We deep kissed for what seemed a long time, but I did not want it to stop, my cock now released was taut and stiff and it felt good in the cool air and pressed against Steve. He eventually pushed me back on to the bed, and as I sat on the edge he moved close and undone his trousers and I saw his lovely cock push out, he was not wearing any underwear and it was a sexy surprise. I licked the tip of his cock and it tasted wonderful, soon my lips were running up and down the full length and I could not get enough. Steve stood there, eyes closed and I thought he would let me have a full mouthful but just as I felt the base of his cock pulse, he pushed me away. He turned and removed all his clothes. He stood naked in front of me and said. “I said if you were good and you tempted me I would show you how you should take my cock.” “Well you were good, you did as you were told, even though it was unexpected and now you have tempted me, so do you still want the next lesson?“ My smile answered him. He pushed me back on o his bed and we kissed with our naked bodies entwined, he was strong and sexy and his cock pushed into my stomach. As we hugged and kissed I felt his hands separate my arse cheeks, then I felt cold lube spread all over my rear. I am sure Steve had all this planned. The lube must have been hidden under the pillow. I felt totally under his control as he put me face down on the bed and two fingers slipped in me. It felt wonderful, my head was spinning the cyber slut took over again and I begged Steve to fuck me. He ignored me and continued to explore at his own pace. After a few minutes Steve pulled me onto my side and positioned himself behind me. He pulled up my one knee and for the first time I felt his cock push between my legs. I felt his hot breath on the back of my neck and I wanted to open up for him. The fingers had prepared me well and I felt his lovely cock target my slippery hole. I imagined the picture and my legs could not open wide enough for him. He slipped into me, I felt him stretch me and the tip of the cock caused all sorts of sensations, crisp and wonderful spasms, sudden throbs, the urge to swallow him up despite feeling overfilled already, the heat of his cock. Much too many wonderful sensations to explain. I felt my cock throb and pulse and I had an amazing orgasm without my cock being touched. Steve felt me shudder and increased his pace and rhythm until I could feel him tighten up and pump inside me. He pulled my shoulders back and I felt him pierce me deep inside and then I felt the heat of his hot cum as he grunted and pounded into me. Steve lay hot around me and the only thing I could think was how could I tempt him next time. Cyber to Reality Ch. 03 Cyber to Reality Ch 3. Fulfillment I awoke feeling so warm and relaxed, not remembering where I was in those first few moments. Then I felt the warmth of a body behind me, the very sexy body of the man who made me his the night before. Just a few hours before he had penetrated me and I now I belonged to him. I certainly owed him so much, I was a married guy who had always knew what really turned me on, but never admitted it. I never admitted it until I discovered the Internet and eventually cyber. Then I had to admit it, I craved strong manly sex, I craved a cock to pamper, I craved being at the mercy of a mans desire. I was lying next to Steve, he had nurtured me through cyber, and then he taught me how to please him orally and finally last night his strong cock showed me absolute pleasure. I lay facing away from him , feeling him breathe next to me, the heat of his body, the scent and allure irresistible. I slowly turned and manoeuvred myself around. He was laying flat on his back, legs slightly apart, so confident, so powerful, even in sleep. I was soon under his arm, taking in deep breaths of his musk. My hand slowly caressed his chest, ran circles around his nipples, my fingers digging under and pulling through the deep hairs on his chest. I think he knew I was there, he chose to ignore me. I spent probably half an hour tracing around his upper body and arms, very gently but deliberately ensuring I had touched every visible part between his neck and the bed sheet over his waist. Steve lay there, controlling me even in his sleep and it felt wonderful. I found my lips kissing the side of his chest trying to get to his nipple unnoticed. I was now very aroused and found my hand slipping over his stomach, and under the bed sheet. My lips met his nipple as my hand fumbled into his flaccid cock. Steve readjusted his position without moving a great deal, it was almost a gesture of approval, I took it as such. I very gradually changed my body position so that my kisses could move down his torso and soon I was kneeling beside him my lips at the edge of the bed sheet. My hand eased the sheet up and I saw Steve’s sexy uncut cock almost pointing at me, a tiny dewdrop in the inner fold of foreskin. Just the very tip of my tongue crept up and touched the wetness. I almost exploded inside, spasms powered through me, I could have cum there and then if I allowed myself, but I wanted this to be Steve’s moment. I instinctively licked my lips as my hand run down his cock and over his balls, they were warm and loose and so different to the taut hot balls that emptied into me the night before. I felt a dryness on him that I realised was his dried cum, it all reminded me so vividly of how good he was at screwing me. My lips moved over him, gently pulling back his foreskin and tasting him properly, at the same time his he started to fill out, gently at first, then more rapidly and with more purpose. Steve shuffled in the bed; he knew I was there. I felt his hand move between my legs as if stretching. But he was aware of what he was doing, it came to rest directly under my balls as I knelt beside him. Steve was back in full control. I was totally absorbed with his now hard cock and my tongue lapped and tapped that irresistible vee shape under his wet tip. I felt his fingers enclose my balls tightly and squeeze, I knew I was pleasing him. Not a word had been spoken but we were communicating so well. I knew exactly how Steve liked me to suck and lick his cock, I was back on familiar ground and he indicated very clearly where he wanted the attention by squeezing my balls tighter when he felt me in the right place. It was not long before his strong throbs in my mouth moved to pulses at the base of his cock. Usually he held back from the brink a few times but this time the first pulse was followed by hot smooth spasms into mouth, the very best way to start a day. Almost immediately, his hand dropped away from me and he told me to go make the coffee. I was still tasting him as I stood out of bed, I knew the blinds were open downstairs so my hand headed for his dressing gown. Steve shouted angrily for me not to touch, I stopped and quivered. He told me to put on the shirt he had discarded the previous evening. Steve was much bigger than me and the shirt was loose and covered everything it had to. As I went down the stairs, his power, his determination, the scent of his shirt, my vulnerability - all turned me on. I started a fresh pot of coffee, and then quickly put everything back in its place around the lounge, gathering up the wine glasses from the previous evening. Everything was reminding me of how he took my virginity, the simple domestic chores all seemed to bare significance. I heard Steve in the bathroom above, he always pissed noisily into the water, even that seemed to emphasise his dominance. I poured the coffee and made some toast and by this time Steve was on the sofa reading the newspaper. He was wearing his dressing gown. I seemed to be in another world where every small thing was adding to the buzz inside me. I served him his breakfast and he took it as if nothing had ever happened, continuing to read his newspaper. I returned to the kitchen and drank my coffee. It must have been twenty minutes or more before he called me and asked me to take his dishes. As I picked up the plate he touched my arm and said “I am very satisfied with you, you need to be used a few times but you will be very good”. Those words still echo through me, it was exactly what I wanted to hear, I had pleased him, I would please him again. I returned to the kitchen. I was washing the dishes when I hear the blinds close and Steve came in to the kitchen. I turned. “No, carry on” he said. I returned to the dishes and for a few moments I knew he was there but not what he was doing. I wondered to myself how even this could feel sexy, but it did. Then I felt his hand on the top of my leg, it moved up raising the shirt. His other hand slapped my arse cheek, quite hard but not vicious. I started to turn and he pushed me back, his hands now kneading my arse quite hard. He pushed on my shoulders so my arse pushed his way and I felt his hand slip between my cheeks and push on my newly liberated hole. I had not realised how hot and sore I felt until then. Then almost immediately his other hand joined in, but the sensation was the complete opposite. It was so cold, it applied lube to my hot hole. Then his one hand pushed on my back and I felt him undo his dressing gown cord. I was in heaven, his large cock was pressed against my buttocks for just a moment as his hands pulled my waist towards him and my arse up and open. He guided his hard cock straight to my pursed muscle and pushed past the lubricated pucker. I felt him slide deep into me, pushing my prostrate and rubbing against the soreness from last night. It was stinging but he was I control, he was taking me. He hammered into me, fast and heavy, I heard his balls slapping against me, I felt his strength stopping me move, I felt his power and sex everywhere. My arms were struggling to stop me hitting my face on the taps, I didn’t know how long I could last without collapsing like a rag doll. He fucked me long and hard climaxing with a series of huge thrusts against and into me. Then he simply stood back and said “That was for me”. He didn't have to say it I knew.