1 comments/ 6351 views/ 3 favorites Stan and Me Pt. 01 By: thevirgin47 I am a man of 25 and had just broken up with my girlfriend of 2 years. My friend I work with sees I am down in the dumps. Stan invites me over to his place for a steak and some movies. He wouldn't take no for an answer. So, Saturday afternoon I showed up with a case of Budweiser and pint of Jack Daniels. When he answered the door I almost dropped the beer for he was shirtless and slightly sweaty from doing steaks out on the grill. He said to make myself at home. He showed where the fridge was and went back out to the grill. I was dizzy from the smell he had. It was a combination of beer, sweat and Brut aftershave. I took him a beer and went out. He had just got done cooking and instructed me to have a seat. I sat opposite of him across a glass top table and I had the perfect view of his crotch. This is the first time I had really looked at him. My mouth watered but it wasn't for the food in front of me. Stan was wearing shorts and he had well developed legs and a bulge in his shorts that any man would be proud of. When he spoke, it was a rich baritone voice. His hair was coal black. Muscular, but not carved like Greek god After we cleaned up we settle onto the huge couch. He already had one movie in the player - a popular action movie with a few women running topless threw it. It was a good movie he gets up to put in the second one. The second one was a porn movie featuring blowjobs. Out of the corner of my eye I could see him stroking himself thru his shorts. I take my cue from him and start doing the same. I notice him catching quick looks my way as I doing the same to him. About half way thru the movies he pulls out his cock and strokes it in front of me. I follow suit and pull out my cock and stroke in front of him. He is looking at me as much as he was watching the screen. I was watching him also. I watched as his hand went up and down the shaft stopping at the head and swirling the tips of his fingers over it. A drop of precum oozed out the tip and he took the tip of one finger and traced a line down the head. When he had massaged the precum into the skin of his cock he brings hand up to mouth and wets it with his saliva. He lowers his hand back to his cock and slow grips it and starts going up and down. It was like watching an artist paint, each movement as fluid as a brushstroke. His grip looked like he was barely touching his cock, yet it throbbed in response to his touch. Each stroke made the veins pulse. The head throbbed as he ran the palm around the tip and when he just stoked it. Precum oozed out making the head glisten in the light. I didn't realize it but I was matching him stroke for stroke, doing everything he was doing. I look up at his face and see a wide smile and I smile back at him. He reaches down and starts to play with his balls. I hear him moan. His head is laid back eyes closed his one hand slowly going up and down and his balls cupped by the other. Every other stroke he pulls on his balls, moving his hand so that he is rubbing his them as he moves down to his asshole. I sit in awe trying to keep up with him stroke for stroke. I hear him groan - or was it me? Our moans are intertwined. I see him start to thrust into the air and hear him grunting out that he is going to cum. I turn and watch him totally. His hand going faster and faster until he moans, "Oh Roy! I am coming. I am coming just for you." I am in shock but I don't stop stroking myself feeling my own orgasm building in my body. When I see the first jet of white hot cum blasting out of the head of his cock, I loose control and my orgasm erupts. I look at him and see his body shaking. His cock is still pulsing as the cum flows out of him. He has cum all the way to his chin and my cum lands on my stomach. When the orgasm has finally consumed our bodies we just lay back on the couch listening to our ragged breath going in and out. After what felt like an hour, I feel him get up off the couch and thinking he is going to get cleaned up, I just stay still. But, to my surprise he actually straddles my lap and leans down and kisses me. Stan and Me Pt. 02 CHAPTER TWO After having an orgasm jerking off with my friend on his couch, Stan surprises me by sitting on my lap and kissing me. This isn't a quick little peck on the lips. It was a "passion-filled-I-want-to-devour-you" kiss. Our tongues danced with each other. His arms wrapped around my body and pulled us together. I could feel our cum mixing together as our bodies melt into one. Feeling his cock against mine was sheer heaven and also torture at the same time. I reach down and grab those tight ass cheeks and savor the feel of hot flesh. He starts to slide back and forth. Our cocks glide against each other. I feel his cock grow, as I am sure he can feel mine growing. He stops kissing me, rises up and looks into my eyes. I see a blazing inferno in his that must also be reflected in mine. We watch each other's face as he continues to rock his hips back and forth; our cocks still touching and sliding across each other. He places a hand on my mouth and I know he wants me to lick the palm - get it wet with my spit. I do just that. He then reaches down between us. I feel his hand encircle both of our cocks. His hand glides gently up and down. It feels like a velvet glove encasing them. This sweet torture goes on for what felt like forever. Slowly going up and down. When reaching the heads placing the palm on them and going around and around in circles. Then a fingertip swirling the heads in a figure 8 motion going around my head then to his and back. I reach for his cock and he grabs my wrist and shakes his head no. He places the first finger on top of his cock, the middle finger between our cocks and his ring finger behind my cock. And then, he starts to glide up and down. I moan deeply for this is nothing like I have ever felt. It took all I could not to come on the first stroke of his talented hand. With his left hand, he takes the precum and starts swirling his palm against the heads. I throb in his hand. I feel him throb against my cock Stan moans and asks if I like what he is doing. All I can do is moan and barely able to nod yes. I am riding a wave of pure unstoppable passion. I am looking back and forth between Stan's face and our cocks. His face is full of lust and desire and his cock throbs in time with mine. His powerful but gentle hand still gliding up and down slowly picks up speed. Stan's hips move faster and I start to raise my hips. Faster with each movement, I feel my orgasm coming on. The hairs on my neck start to tingle. An uncontrolled shiver races across my body. My balls tighten. Oh, what a glorious feeling. I know Stan is also getting close for I feel his leg tighten to mine. The same shiver racing through his body, our cocks throbbing harder in his hands. He looks into my eyes and hits that button deep inside of all of us. He says but one word - "Cum." It felt like the flood gates had burst open. I saw burst of lights heard bells ringing. I came with an energy that shook the whole room. I am moaning and thrusting myself upward into Stan's hand. I hear his orgasm moans and whimpers and they fuel mine on. It had felt I came for an hour as I lay there breathing deeply look down at my chest it is covered with a mixture of my cum and Stan's. I trace a finger thru the creamy liquid and taste it off my finger. It is a sweet salty taste. Stan leans over and licks across my chest gather up as much as he can. He comes up and kisses me. Sharing our cum from his mouth. I accept this offering willingly. We lay together breathing and holding each other. Stan looks over at me and asks if I would like to shower with him. CHAPTER THREE This was beginning to become the best night of my life. I just had the best orgasm I have ever had and was basking in the afterglow of it. When this incredible man asks me if I would like to shower with him. I look at Stan and smile. I get to touch him finally. He gets up and walks into the bedroom and I hear the shower turn on. My legs were still so weak that I couldn't stand. I hear him come back into the room. For the first time I can look at him and not hide the lust I feel. He comes over to me and offers a hand. I take the strong rough hand in mine as I stand. He grabs the tail of my shirt and in one smooth move it was off and in the floor. I kick off my shoes and Stan stoops down and slides my pants to my ankles. His face even with my cock, I feel his breath on it. I feel it quiver a little and I know he saw it move. Taking my hand, he leads me to bathroom where a warm shower awaits us. He pushes me under the showerhead first. As I stand there letting the water run over my body, Stan takes a bar of soap and a washcloth in his palm, working it into a huge lather. As his hands touch me, I shiver with pure excitement. He starts at my neck, gently scrubbing my skin. Hands going in circles working down my chest. When Stan reaches my nipples he pauses. The washcloth feels slightly rough on my hard erect nipples. He grips and gently pulls on each one. It was like a lighting bolt going from each nipple to my cock and balls. Each gentle pull made me moan in sheer pleasure. I could feel my cock to start to swell again. I had just had two mind-bending orgasms and it wanted a third. Stan moved on down my body wash across my stomach to my hips. I feel like I am on fire. He brings the washcloth across my pubic bone. Just inches from my cock where I want his hand. I thrust my hips against his hand. He looks into my eyes and gently laughs at my hunger. That warm soapy washcloth touches my outer thigh starts going down. Stan kneels in front of me never removing his hand from my body. He works farther down my leg to my foot. Then comes back up the inside of my leg. I have to lean back against the shower wall, my legs getting weaker and weaker. My cock is throbbing just inches from Stan's face and I am tempted to take his head in my hands and pull him to my cock. He looks up at me, and as if he read my mind, he leans into me and opens his mouth. His tongue comes out and he touches it to the tip. I almost climax with just that slight touch. I fight that feeling. His tongue starts to go around and around the tip. This slow torture is pleasure. He continues till the head is shiny with saliva. He leans forwards and takes the head in his mouth. The warmth of his mouth was amazing. His tongue on the underside of the head was indescribable. He pulls back. Letting the head slowly glide between his lips till the tip is touching his lips. He then comes back onto it. Taking a little of shaft of my cock. He pauses for a second and moves his tongue on the underside. My cock throbs and aches for release. I feel his breath on my cock as he breathes. That coupled with his warm wet mouth I was in heaven and he was my angel. Once again he slowly slides back off my cock. Then back down slowly till he has the entire shaft in his mouth and throat. His tongue rides against the underside till the tip is in his mouth and he swirls it around the tip. I jump slightly as he brings his hand up to my balls. He cups them and gently squeezes them. Each time he took me fully into his mouth, he pulled on my balls. As he rinses it off, he rubs his hand back and forth over them and gently massages the area from my asshole to my balls. After what felt hours of the blissful torture I feel a warm soapy finger massaging around my asshole. Stan looks up at me and his mouth smiles around my cock. I feel that finger gently push against the ring of my asshole. Slowly the ring gives way and that glorious finger enters me. How I wished it had been Stan's cock. He pulls it back out and then once again pushes it back in at the same moment that he slides down my cock. With each cycle of his head going up and down my cock his finger goes in and out of my ass. I barely can think. No words come to me. I just moan grab Stan's head more to brace myself than force him onto my cock. He takes this as a sign I want him to go faster and he does. Faster and faster both the finger and his head work. I am feeling his warm wet mouth engulfing me. His finger finds my prostate and I almost come when it does. I then feel a second finger in my ass. I moan in pure pleasure. I cannot take it any longer. I moan thru ragged breath that I am about to come. Stan takes his mouth off my cock and tells me he is ready. And clamps his mouth back down and sucks and licks even hard. His fingers match his mouth in pace. My balls tighten and my asshole starts to spasm around his fingers. My cock jerks and throbs in his mouth. I feel the cum building from my toes and working its way to my head. Every muscle is quivering. I unload. Holding Stan's head, cum flowing out of me. He swallows as fast as he can but some drips out around the corners of his mouth. The fingers in my ass keep massaging my prostate. Pure ecstasy. I still feel Stan's tongue swirling around the head as I slowly deflate in his mouth. I feel the fingers gently removed, but my ass want them to stay, Stan looks up at me with the cum still at the corners of his mouth and smiles. Stan and Me Pt. 03 CHAPTER FOUR I stand with my back against the shower wall. My mind reeling from the best blowjob I had ever been given. I look down at Stan and he is grinning from ear to ear. He takes his thumb and wipes the cum from the corner of his mouth and sucks it clean. He looked so fucking handsome there on his knees. I slide down the wall until I am sitting in front of Stan. He rises up and leans forwards. Stan kisses me. It wasn't a chaste little kiss. It was a deep soul moving rockets exploding kiss. I feel his tongue pushing against my lips and I open them. Our tongues dance around each other then he suddenly stops and sucks my tongue. It was like he was sucking my cock again. He was holding my tongue and flicking the end of it with his. I could taste myself and I enjoyed the taste. After what felt like five minutes kissing each other, we separate. Stan stands up and looks down at me. He asks if I was ready. I slowly nod while saying I don't know what to do. He lets out a little chuckle and says he will talk me through how to give a blowjob. Stan tells me to touch his cock. I slowly wrap my hands onto his throbbing shaft. I feel the heaviness of it, the warmth of it, the smoothness of the skin. He says run my hand back and forth over it like I would my own cock. I do this and he lets out a slow hiss between his clenched teeth. I reach up with my free hand and cup his balls. Weighing them with hand. I gently squeeze them a little just enough to feel how round and full they were. It was like I was on autopilot. I knew what I was to do next without Stan telling me what to do. I lean forward and place my lips on his cock head. It was so hot I thought it would burn my lips. I let my lips slide to the side of his cock and moved them to the base of his shaft. As I go back up to the head I slip my tongue out. I catch the taste of his maleness. It was slightly salty and sweet at the same time. I was hooked on it as soon as it touched my tongue. When I reached the head I took it into my mouth. My tongue swirled around the velvety smooth head. It throbbed in my mouth and swelled even more. I push my head down onto the shaft. I hear Stan moaning so I know I am doing it right. I move down his shaft as far as I can. I think I take half of it into my mouth. As I pull my head back up the shaft I let my tongue slide against the underside of his shaft and my teeth gently rest on the topside. Stan raises his hip trying to push his cock back into my mouth. When I reach the head, I flick it up and down then around and around. I feel Stan's warm hand lace itself into my hair. He gently but firmly pushes on my head for me to go back down the shaft. I push against his hand. I want to savor the taste of the precum that had dropped onto my tongue. Finally I gave in and let him guide my head down his thick throbbing shaft. Each time his heart pulsed, it twitched in my mouth. When I had gone as far as could, I started to push back against Stan's hand. He pulls me back up to the head where another drip of precum awaits my tongue and I lick it off eagerly. Again he pushes my head back down. I am amazed at myself. I think I took more into my mouth. We do this a few more time till I feel the hairs of his pubic region touch my nose. I felt so proud that I was able to do this. I felt the entire length slide over my tongue. Stan held my head still as he worked his cock in and out of my mouth. Slowly building speed up, my saliva running down his cock and across his balls dripping into my hand. I am massaging those globes gently and running my fingers back and forth between his balls and asshole. With my excitement at a fever pitch, I begin to massage his asshole. Each time I crossed it, I could feel it relax and try to suck my finger in. I find the soap and lather my hand. When my fingers were nice and slippery, I pushed gently against his asshole and felt it give into the pressure. Slowly I insert my finger until it was all in. I hear Stan moan that he loved this and to work my finger in him. I try to match the pace that Stan is going in and out of my mouth. I touched the prostate and felt Stan's body stiffen. With that reaction, I continue to rub the prostate. He moaned loudly and pulled my head down onto his shaft. It throbbed in my mouth. I felt his body quiver and his balls tightened. His cock pulsed and into my mouth his cum flooded into my mouth. It is a thick warm cream feeling on my tongue. It had the same salty sweet taste as his cock. I swallow and swallow as fast I could but I couldn't swallow all it. Some leaked out around his cock. It ran down and across his balls. When he had emptied his balls into my mouth and I swallowed the last of his cum, I held him my mouth until he was flaccid. I let it slip from my mouth I looked at him and he is leaning back, propped on his arms. He grins at me. With that smile I knew I had done a good job sucking my first cock. CHAPTER FIVE Stan and I sit in the shower. Our breathing mixing with sounds of running water. Stan just looks at me with a look pure satisfaction and lust. I must look the same way while looking at him. After what felt like an hour just resting Stan labors to stand. Stan helps me to my feet and noticing I am fully erect, he pulls me to him. Our wet bodies touch and it is like electricity running through my whole body. Stan grabs my hair and pulls my head back slightly and kisses me. It was a deep hungry soul catching kiss. Our tongues dance around each other. I taste a faint taste of me, as I am sure he tastes himself. My mind reels. My legs go weak. As the kiss progresses I feel Stan's cock start to rise. I am sure he can feel mine also become aroused. As we kissed, he slowly moved me back until I was under the warm shower flowing down over my body. We separate and Stan takes a washcloth and lathers it. He starts at my neck gently but firmly he washes me. His hands go in circles down and across my chest leaving a trail of soap. When he reaches my nipples he slowly circles each one. They swell and get hard. The roughness of the cloth is sending little sparks down my stomach and into the head of my cock. He swapped back and forth each time more and more and I become aroused. He then moves down my stomach to the top of my hips he turns me around. He starts washing at my shoulders with the same gentle but firm pressure. With wide even circles, he works down my back. I moan and tell him that his touch was relaxing and exciting at the same time. He just gives that low laugh of knowing exactly what he was doing to me. He kept moving down my back till he reaches my buttocks. He slowly circles around each cheek. His hands felt strong and tender at the same time. He was more massaging my buttock and hips than washing them. He then runs his hand between my cheeks along the crack and up to my balls. I gasped as he took them in his hand. He begins gently squeezing them and rolling them in the washcloth. I feel Stan's thumb rest between my balls and asshole. He moved it in circles and my cock stands and throbs. I feel the washcloth move from my balls. I sigh with disappointment not want the caress to end. I hear the cloth hit floor and feel Stan's warm hand on my back between my shoulders. Firmly but gently he pushes me forward till my head was resting on the cool tile of the shower. I felt so exposed standing there like that. I could feel his eyes burning my flesh as he stared at me. He asks, or rather commands, that I reach back and spread my cheeks for him. Eager to please him I do so. My face is burning red hot both from embarrassment and hunger for him. I feel his warm soapy hand start at the top of my crack and slide all the way to my balls. Back and forth agonizingly slow. Each time he crossed my asshole Stan would press into it a little. The last time he starts back towards my balls with his hand, he stops and runs the tip of a finger around my puckered rind. I moan. I move back trying to take that finger into my ass, yet he kept the tip just out of reach of me. I was chasing his finger, wanting to feel it inside me. I feel and hear a slap on my right cheek. Stan says for me to calm down and enjoy the feelings. I do as Stan says. He tortures me for what feels like and hour, his finger circling and circling. He reaches up with his other hand and cups my balls firmly holding them. Stan pulls on them. My cock throbs and I feel the precum leaking out and running down the head. Then, I feel a finger go inside me. My back arches and I push back toward it. A moan escapes my mouth. Slowly millimeter-by-millimeter it goes in. No words form; just passionate groans come from me. I take it all inside me. Slowly and tenderly, Stan fingers my hole. Then after five or so minutes he removes his finger. I moan - hiss - groan - don't stop, please. Stan gives a low chuckle and I feel two fingers at the opening of my ass, working me with the same gentle touch he has shown all night. I felt the coolness of the liquid soap flow down my crack and around his fingers as they work around me. I held my breath as I felt the tips of his finger penetrate me. Little by little, my hole expands to accept them. Glorious was what my mind was screaming. I bent over farther and pulled my cheeks wider. I wanted them inside me. I pushed back onto his fingers and this time he didn't tell me to stop. I didn't stop until he had both fingers inside me. I could feel his knuckles resting between my anus and balls. He moved his ring and pinky fingers there and a surge of pure lust came over me. It was nothing like I have ever felt He begins to go in and out of me. Slowly evenly matching my breathing, each stroke getting faster and faster. He reaches around me and finds my rock hard cock waiting on him. It jumps and lurches with his touch. I try to tell him how good this felt but all that comes out is just moans and groans. It is electric. All I could do was enjoy. I had no words to describe the moment. The faster his hand moved on my cock, the faster his fingers fucked my ass. That right. This wasn't making love. I was getting fucked. There was nothing soft and sweet. This was being pounded and I loved it. When his fingers hit my prostate, I almost came. It took all I could do not to. He laughed at my struggles and asked why didn't I cum. I got the words out, but barely through clenched teeth. I told him that I want to cum when he did it in my ass. Stan and Me Pt. 04: Final CHAPTER SIX Stan asked me to say it again. I said I want to cum with him fucking me. I told him I wanted him to fuck my ass with his cock. His hand left my cock. I moaned, "Don't stop." I then feel the sting of his hand slapping my ass. I groaned. It was sure pleasure. He still fingering my ass and slapping at the same time. My body was like a live wire. My whole body was shaking. I feel Stan remove his fingers. I look back over my shoulder and see him standing up. My heart leaps. I know he is going to fuck me now. I was scared and wanting that hard cock put inside of me. Stan's comes up to my head and encourages me to place my mouth on his cock. I suck it in deep and coat it with my spit. When it was wet enough, he takes it out of my mouth. He turns me around and has me spread my cheeks again. I do as he wants. Standing there exposed I feel a cool liquid running down the crack. He runs the liquid around my asshole. I feel his finger go in and push back against it. Stan fingers my ass till he feels it is lubed well enough. He removes his finger and asks if I am ready. Gasping I say yes but be gentle for I am a virgin. He said he would be. I then feel the head of his cock against my hole. Gentle but firm pressure against me there. I feel my ass give into the pressure. It spreads open slowly. Wider and wider it opens. I felt like I was going to be ripped open. Then the head is in and my ass closes around it. It hurts but feeling it is wonderful. Stan pauses letting me get use to the feeling. Then he slowly moves forwards, inching deeper and deeper. Until I feel his pubic hair touching my ass and he rests there. I feel so full. Tears of joy and pain run down my cheeks. Stan slowly pulls back. It feels like torture but a blissful torture. I am moaning in joy. Stan stops with just the head inside of me. He waits. Then slowly goes back in, both of his hands on my hips to steady me. I want to touch my cock but I know I will cum as soon as I do. I grab Stan's wrist and hold onto him. Slowly Stan fucks. He is so gentle and caring. He is pushing and pulling back and forth with his cock, like he was using me to masturbate with. Oh, the glory of this feeling being filled by his cock. He begins to get faster and faster and I can hear our bodies start to slap together. It is a warm wet sound. I feel his balls hitting mine. Then I feel his hand on my cock. It takes all the control I have not to cum right then. I feel his cock throb inside of me. It hits my prostate. I moan and ask Stan to fuck me harder and he does. He asks if I love his cock in my ass. I tell him yes and I want him to fuck me till I cant walk. Faster and harder he slams his cock into me, his hand jerking my cock. I feel his cock swelling and getting harder inside me. I knew he was close. I look back and tell him to fill my ass with his cum. Please cum inside me. He slams hard into me and I feel him explode and as he does I also cum. He pauses for second and then slams into me again and again with each spam of his cock. I cum shooting all over his hand, my legs and floor. Stan stops moving while buried inside of me. He pulls me upright and holds me tight to his body. He kisses my neck. I feel so alive. I am happy and sad. I am happy because Stan took my virginity and sad because I didn't want it to end so soon. We separate and I turn and kiss Stan with a kiss that only a lover can do. We wash each other and dry each other. Hand in hand we walk to the bed. We lay there in each others arms and I am listening to him breathe and then a gentle light snore. I smile and drift off to sleep myself knowing my life will never be the same again. THE END?