that getting to this point had taken over 20 minutes, the final stretch to full erection took under 4 minutes. I had a very stiff cock in my mouth, which looked to be just over 6 inches in length and a little thicker than I would have expected. His breathing was slightly heavier but still steady, as though he was enjoying his “dream.” The erection gained in strength until his cock was rock hard and sticking upwards towards his navel. I needed his cock in me. I knew it was dangerous but I really needed this straight boy’s cock inside my hole.

I left him to snooze and went through to the bathroom to wash quickly. I stripped off my jeans and briefs and wrapped a towel around myself, picking up a tube of lubricant and a condom on my way back. He hadn’t moved, though his cock was down to a semi erect state. I moved back to sucking him and it rose much more quickly this time. I slid the condom over the head and his cock responded very favourably with the restriction of the latex over his cock. He had fucked before, probably some tart. I squirted the lubricant on my hole and fingered myself well. My own 6.5 inches was as stiff as a rod of iron. I lubed his cock and pulled my towel off, straddling his prone body. I slowly lowered by bottom down while holding his stiff cock in my left hand to guide it home. I knew I had to be slow and careful as he entered in case the stress on his cock head woke him.

That initial stretch as his wonderful heterosexual cock pushed past my sphincter, and eased its way into my anal passage was wonderful. I slowly lowered myself. It was actually quite painful, as I had not taken the time to stretch myself but I didn’t care, I wanted to feel him in me. Soon his entire length was inside me and I started to raise myself up and down in the sitting position, my own cock being stroked in my right hand. I leaned forward and kissed him again. I straddled him for over thirty minutes until my legs ached and I knew I had to get relief before I exploded. I reluctantly slipped my bottom off and returned to his side. His cock was still a stiff as hell. He hadn’t lost any of his erection. I pulled off the condom and decided to try to wank him before actually cumming myself.

His cock responded well to my thumb and forefinger but I had no idea if a sleeping man could cum, and if he could, whether he would waken with the orgasm. I had decided not to try, just in case and was pondering this when a powerful jet of cum shot out of his cock without any pre-warning. The jet arched way above his head and landed on my carpet, and the second, with less force, landed on his chest. His breathing changed but he didn’t waken. I licked the cum off his chest as I stroked my cock. My own orgasm was severe enough to bring flashing lights to my eyes. It shot on his chest with the third squirt actually hitting his chin and lips. He licked the droplets before turning sideways and groaning.

The effect of having cum brought a wave of panic and guilt and the mopping up and subsequent redressing of him took much longer than I would have liked. I really didn’t want