have me suck your cock and let you fuck my ass." He downed the shot, and chased it with beer.

And I realized that I hadn't gotten up and left, and that I was actually going to say yes. I had always dreamed of this boy, even when I had been in my early 20's. "I just lay there, I don't have to do a thing, right?"

He smiled, nodded. "All you have to do is enjoy getting your cock sucked, and enjoy penetrating a hot ass, that's it."

I looked at him again, "no kissing or stuff, right?"

He nodded, "no kissing." And I nodded, motioned to the waitress, paid the bill and followed him to his apartment.

As I stood in his living room, I asked, "okay, what now?"

He laughed again, got us drinks and as he handed mine to me, his free hand moved over my crotch. I flinched, I could feel it. "Don't worry, Tory, you don't need to do a thing." He was opening my pants, "Just imagine it's my mom." That was such a kinky thought, my prick began to fill with blood. By the time Mussy had pulled my pants all the way down, my cock was almost fully erect. And then he touched me, and I hardened fully. And then he slipped my cock into his mouth, and my legs shook.

And then I felt his fingers probing my ass, and I let him shove one wet finger, then another one up me. And then, I could hold off any longer. I gently grasped the back of his head, his thick brown hair filling my fingers. My knees got shaky as my orgasm built up in me. I could feel his tongue trying to go down my pee slit, his finger up my anus, swirling. I told him, he paid no attention to me, just sucked harder, and slid a second finger up my needy asshole. And then, finally, the pressure was too much. Without caring, I shoved all 7 inches of my cock down his throat. He took it. I could feel my cum boiling up the length of my cock. Shot after shot erupted into the back of his throat, only to be quickly swallowed. I could see his throat work, his lips smacked. Finally, my cum just drooled out. I almost went to my knees I felt so weak. Slowly, I felt him slide his fingers out of me. He was looking up at me, his twinkling eyes crinkled, his long eye lashes drawing me down to him. The picture he made was incredibly erotic. His full, thick lips wrapped around the shaved base of my cock, my hands still entwined in his hair. God, this man got me hot!

Slowly he slid my cock out of his mouth. I had softened, but still felt excited, still felt ready to go. He stood, and before I could say a thing, stripped naked. His cock was exactly as I had always imagined it, thin, long, and it bent in the middle, pointing at the sky. The knob was bigger than the shaft, and he was shaved.

He walked, naked, over to the bar. His ass was tight, and also seemed hairless. "Drink?" I nodded. As he brought the drink back to me he asked, "you like?"

I just