replied, "Well, you really should take care of that problem".

He smiled back at me and said, "It's been a long day for me and I need to take a shower; how about you?"

I thought to myself, "Well, its time; you may as well go through with it." Without speaking, I nodded to him and followed him to the bathroom. As I took my clothes off, he watched me approvingly and I stepped into the shower. After the shower I stepped out and he began disrobing. Again, trying to appear cool, I watched as my own feelings of excitement and nervousness built.

As he stripped down to his underwear, he smiled at me and casually lowered his briefs. As I saw his cock, I knew that I might have made a bad choice for my first time. Although his cock was far from erect, I could see that he was extremely well hung. He was considerably bigger than me both in length and thickness and for some reason this tremendously excited me.

He stepped into the shower and I numbly watched him while he lathered up his cock. He caught me watching his big piece of meat and smiled broadly, obviously enjoying putting on a show for me. He then stepped out of the shower and casually dried himself, again enjoying the fact that I could not take my eyes off his cock. When he was dry, I started to walk back out into the living room but he stopped me and casually said, "let's take of something first." At this, he had me bend over and place both of my hands on the sink. He then produced a large tube of lubricant and, after slowly spreading the cheeks of my ass, very gently eased the long nozzle on the tube up into my extremely nervous, tight asshole. I shivered as the cold nozzle went up my rectum and shook even worse as he squeezed the lubricant into me. Although he was very gentle, he was very firm in pressing down on my shoulders while he completed the task.

When I stood up, he took my hand and we walked back to the living room. We both sat on the floor, across from each other, drinking our wine. Again, I couldn't keep my eyes off his cock. It seemed twice as big as mine; long and thick, draped casually across his leg. I was fighting the urge to grab my clothes and run when he again smiled that great, easy smile of his and said, "So, you're going to help me out, eh?" I nodded numbly, wondering what the hell I was going to do.

At this point, he gently lifted my arm and helped me to my feet. I was trembling as if it was freezing in the room but he firmly took my arm and led me into the bedroom. He took a pillow off his bed and threw it on the floor at my feet. "OK, lover, get down on your knees." Although I was still nervous and badly scared, those words strangely excited me. I was now at the point that I had fantasized about: On my knees, staring at a cock, only inches from my face. "OK, lover, show him how much you like him." Again, his words excited me. Trying to remember what I had seen in the porno movies, I gently took the large cock in my hands and gently pushed back the skin to expose the cock head even further. I began to gently