Lost Friend

I was up in Maine a couple of weeks ago and once again, my aggressiveness caused me to fuck up another friendship.

A bit of background.... last summer I was at the only real gay bar in Portland Maine. It was a rather slow saturday night. I was staying at a friends empty house as he was out of the country for the summer and was very horny. There was not much to pick from in the bar, plus, everyone would look at me but not approach me... probably because there are so few black people in Maine, let alone gay black people. Anyway, I was about to finish my beer and leave when in walks a bear cub of a guy with I well groomed gotee, plaid sleeveless shirt, jeans, boots and worn ball cap. If you have been reading this blog, you know that I really go for the white guys... what you may not know until now is that natural looking farm boys... somewhat rednecks (see Cable Guy post) really make my dick hard.

Anyway, long story short, it took me about an hour wand two rounds of beers to pick that guy up, take him back to my friends house and fuck him twice bareback but not breed him. He did not say much, rather shy, but he made mistake about expressing how much my fat cock hurt, and then how good it felt after he got past the pain. Needless to say, we both had a good time. We continued to chat online for the rest of my visit, and even hooked up again for another similar fuck the night before I returned to Washington.

I was back up in Maine a few weeks ago and we made plans to get together. Since that first time we fucked, he had since entered a relationship and exited a relationship, and had moved in with another, non-sexual, friend.

Since time was short this time we decided that I would come over to his place on a Thursday night. When I got there, I was sort of surprised to see his housemate there. He introduced us and then we went to his bedroom. We sat on the bed and caught up for about thirty minutes. I sat at the foot of the bed and he was all the way at the head of the bed, and made no move whatsoever to get things started. In fact, I was wondering if we were going to have sex at all since it had been several months since we had seen each other, and he was clear about not fucking around while he was in relationship. All the while we were chatting, I could hear his housemate putzing around just outside the bedroom door. I am sure that he was listening for sounds of sex.

Finally, about 45 minutes we were beginning to exhaust the list of things go chat about, and I decided that although we did not talk specifically about having sex when we set this meeting up, I came there to get laid. Without a word, I moved over to him and kissed him hard. He seemed a little shocked, so I took the opportunity to kiss him again and begin to unbuckle his belt and take his pants off. He was extremely passive...not agreeing but not saying "stop" either.

Within two minutes we were both completely naked and I had him pinned to the bed. In my head, I decided that there is one sure way to know if the was planning for this or not. With that, I lifted his legs up to his chest and moved into position to eat his ass. As soon as I got close, I could smell the soapy smell of a freshly cleaned ass. At that point, any hesitation/reservation I had when out the window.

I ate him strong for about three minutes.... all the while working as much spit into his butt as I could . He must have know that I was planning to spit fuck him hard, because when I came up for air, he was already handing me a bottle of wet and said,

"Dude, I cant take you without lube"

"Fine", I said, and proceeded to lube both his hole and my cock.

I began fucking him slow with his knees pinned to his chest. He grunted and groaned loudly... I am sure his housemate heard him... I know he was just outside that door!

I proceeded to fuck him deeper and faster... and I dont know if he ever got to the place of pleasure over pain... He had a pained look on his face the whole time....

After about 15 minutes of solid fucking... I felt my seed raising in my balls. I was soon at that point of pulling out and shooting on him... like before.... and staying in and breeding him deep. I was going back and forward trying to decide what to do, and then I this mental picture of him walking me out of the house, past his nosy housemate with my cum seeping out of his ass and into his jeans.... that was it.... I dumped a huge load him... I also made loud grunting noises with every squirt for the benefit of his housemate.

The whole time I was fucking him he had his eyes closed... squinting at the pain... but when I unloaded.... his eyes shot open as if to say "OH NO!" Although i could read the expression on his face... he did not say a word.

We cleaned up, and we indeed walked right past his housemate... just as I had seen it in my head...

I chatted with him online the next day... He admitted that he was not expecting me to breed him... I assured him that I a indded HIV Negative.... and he seemed very glad to hear that.... but I could tell for the way he was talking that that would be the last time that we fuck.... Shit!