Fucked by the Married Guy

I have been trying to write the second part of this for months now.  The Married Guy and I have become pretty regular fuck buddies and I have some more experience I want to share with you guys but I need to finish this first experience off.

When I left you (which was in June), the Married Guy had come over to my place, we had stripped down to our speedos, he had sucked me off and I’d cum all over his chest and I had sucked him off and swallowed every last drop of his married man juice.  He was sitting on my couch and I finally took his cock out of my mouth and tucked it back into his AussieBum speedos.

We were both a bit of a mess, the Married Guy had my cum all through his chest hair and my white AussieBum speedos had cum residue all over the front of them.

Cum in Speedos

I told the Married Guy to have a quick shower while I poured another drink.

Drink in hand I walked into the shower, which is pretty tiny, just as Married Guy was getting out of the shower now without my cum on his chest.  I handed him his drink and told him I’d get him some dry speedos.  I had thought about this before he arrived and I gave him my favourite ADIDAS 3-stripe speedos.

I gave Married Guy the ADIDAS speedos and I jumped in the shower for a quick rinse.  When I was done I changed my white AussieBum’s for my AussieBum Portsea speedos.  The Portseas and I have a long history of amazing sex and I wasn’t finished with the Married Guy just yet.

Walking back to the living room, Married Guy was standing in the kitchen looking just fantastic in the ADIDAS speedos, they are a perfect fit on me but a little small for him and he filled them out!!!

We chatted over our drinks for the next 20 minutes or so.  Married Guy said that is the first cock he has had in his mouth since he was in college and said that his head was spinning when his lips first touched my cock.  He did say that his wife gives a good blowjob, but that my enthusiasm definitely won the day.  Some guys get freaked out after they cum and want to flee the scene of the crime but the Married Guy seemed relaxed and stoked with what had just gone down.

Married Guy explained that he and a college room mate had fooled around in speedos but it had been mostly jerking off while in the same room.  They did suck cock but it was a pretty poor attempt from how he described it.  He said he really hasn’t had any gay tendencies since then until getting back in the pool a few years ago and hanging out with guys in speedos.  It seems that speedos and the Married Guys gay tendencies go hand in hand.  Approaching me at the pool as Married Guy did wasn’t intended as a pickup but he was and is pretty happy how it worked out.

Since he discovered that I am the Dave Evans he has been enjoying going back through my speedo experiences.  In particular he enjoyed reading about Alex’s sexual awakening (you can read about that on my blog).

I poured us another drink and with all this sex talk were were both starting the stretch the front of our speedos.  The ADIDAS 3-stripe speedos of mine that the Married Guy was wearing were not doing a very good job at restraining his cock.

ADIDAS Speedos

“Have you made many anal experiences?”  I asked.

“I have twice with girls but the wife isn’t into it so I’d say I’m inexperienced at anal.”

As I took the couple of steps towards the Married Guy I nearly whispered…. “Wanna fuck me?”  And without giving him a chance to reply I put my right hand on his lycra clad cock and started kissing him.

I let the Married Guy into my bedroom where I had condoms and lube all ready.


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[user_account_is#member]We were both on our knees, Married Guy behind me rubbing his cock up and down my butt crack – both of us still with our speedo on.  He was kissing my neck, his hands were on my hips and he was super hard.  I undid the front of my blue speedos, like the ones I was wearing earlier, there is no elastic in the waist so once the drawstring is undone they are super loose.

I handed the Married Guy a condom.  I looked behind me to see his cock finally free of the black ADIDAS speedos as he hurriedly put the condom on.  He said it has been decades since he last wore one of these.

I then handed him the lube which he coated his rubbed cock with.

Then I bent over and told him to go to town.

Holy cow, he fucked me hard!!!

Gay Butt Pounding

I’m used to guys fucking me and coming after only a few strokes.  I love that of course but Married Guy, probably because he had cum in my mouth about 20 minutes earlier lasted more than a couple of strokes.  He pounded me for at least 10 minutes.

I only lasted about 5.

His thrusting forced me off my knees and down on my stomach with my cock rubbing against my bed sheets I couldn’t hold out and made a complete mess of my sheets.  Even my orgasm didn’t make the Married Guy cum but he did eventually and WOW!!!

The weight of a real man felt amazing as he was gasping for air and he was completely spent.[/user_account_is]

I don’t think the Married Guy needed to ask his wife for sex that night.  But also, my butt was out of action for a few days, sore, but happy sore.

Butt out of action

Wrestling in Speedos

I have never had the chance to wrestle in my speedos, strange considering the enormous speedo fetish that I have. Watching these two fit guys wrestle in speedos is super hot and as I’d expect if I ever wrestled in speedos… it ended in sex.

Here are three of the speedo wrestling movies in my archives that I thought you guys might enjoy.

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Wrestling in SpeedosGay Wrestling FoursomeAussieBum Wrestling Suits

My First Anal Experience

I have started writing about 18yo Tom’s first threesome, stay turned for some of the details.  I was wondering though, when was the first time you received anal?  How was it and did you like it?

Gay Butt Sex

Working up to my first anal was pretty slow, I remember masturbating and playing with things in my butt after I sucked cock for the first time.  My attitude was, other people are doing this, maybe it is a turn on.  I was right.  Although occasionally it hurt a little after my orgasm, playing with my arse definitely made me cum quicker and then when I was receiving a blowjob, any touching of my butt hole made me cum quicker as well.

While this was mostly with guys, I did have some girls who were happy to finger my while sucking me off which was awesome.

It was years though before I worked up to taking a cock.

Anal Sex

Story of my First Anal Experience

So, I’d love to hear your stories on your first time taking a cock in the ass….


Anal Amy

Anal Amy is/was a blogger that started blogging around the time I did and it was fun following her exploits.  For some reason I thought about her today and dropped over to her blog and found that she has unfortunately not posted in years.

Amy and I emailed each other occasionally in the past and I dropped her an email saying that I’d be happy to host her blog just so that some of her writing isn’t lost.

Here is a sample of Anal Amy’s writing – I think you guys might like it.

Part of the reason this blog fell into disrepair is because I didn’t think I had much to write about. Being in a relationship with just one person, didn’t seem like anything to write home about, at least not compared to my collegiate threesome encounters and what not.

However, last week my boyfriend spent the week halfway across the country because of work. It left me with some lonely, horny nights. The first night, I fell to sleep after satisfying myself with my favorite vibrator and thoughts of my wilder days. The second night, I remembered a recent visit my boyfriend paid to my office.

On a recent Friday, most the senior staff headed off to a trade show. Those not senior staff, took the day off. Still being one of the most junior members of staff they left me to man the office for the day.

Unfortunately the company, a B2B publisher is falling into a downward spiral (reason #5,334 why I’m working towards a dream of writing erotica full time), which left me with little to do most of the day. The phone doesn’t ring much, nor are there many visitors besides one pushy bill collector when a company is dying.

Besides the bill collector and the mailman, my only other visitor, my boyfriend stopped in around four. I was making a boat payment to my car mechanic and wouldn’t get my car back until Monday so Drew offered to give me a ride home.

I greeted him with a kiss in the middle of the lobby, most days gossiping coworkers would’ve made me shy to do that because it was one of those kisses that wakes up the whole body. We wrapped our arms around each other, pressed our bodies together and became lost in the battle between our lips.

I grinned as the kiss ended. “I can’t leave yet, but would you like the tour of my humble abode?”


I walked him around the office. Not much to see really, a large open area where the ten or so writers and sales staff work, the break room and the offices for the senior staff.

“Do those cameras work?” Drew asked at the conclusion of the tour. He did so without looking directly at camera attached to the celing.

“Um, I don’t think so anymore. They stopped paying that bill. Why?” It seemed like an odd question coming from Drew, one of the most honest, law abiding boyfriends I’ve ever come across.

“I want to fuck you on your desk.”

“What?” I had to smile. I thought he was joking.

“I’m serious.”

“No you’re not.”

He walked forward like he was serious.

He wrapped his arms around me and kissed me. Not just a kiss that woke me up, but the kind of kiss that turned me into a hot mess. He pushed me up against my desk and as our lips wrestled, he pushed his body against me, his growing hardness against my waist.

“I’m not one hundred percent sure that the cameras don’t work.”

“Are you willing to take that risk?” He slid his fingers across my waist, just brushing across the right points to send my lust and desire into overdrive.

“Yes,” I pushed him back. “But hold on one second.” As quick as I could go without running, I went to the front of the office and locked the door. On my way back to my desk I said a silent prayer, praying that the cameras really were no longer functional.

“We have to make this quick though,” I said. “None of your marathon sessions.”

“Fair enough.”

As we kissed again, he undid the buttons on my purple blouse. I repeated the silent prayer again.

His lips danced down my neck, turning me on more and more. His lips traveled down my cleavage and he freed my breasts from the cups of my black satin bra. His tongue ran circles around my nipple, teasing me the way I love. He nibbled on my nipples, forcing a long, deep moan of pleasure out of my throat.

“Goddamn, the things you do to me.”

“You like it.”

“Fuck yeah I do. What got into you?”

“Are you complaining?”

“Not at all.”

I couldn’t resist sliding my hands below his belt, feeling the growing bulge in his pants. I’ll admit, that on some of the late nights that I worked, when it was just a skeleton staff, I did fantasize about something steamy like this, but I never thought it would happen. When we first started dating, I had to convince him to that my fetish for risky sex in public wasn’t such a bad thing. Not that it took too much convincing. But still, beyond a few backseat encounters in public parking lots and a certain satisfying encounter outdoors last summer our sex life outside of our apartments was nearly non-existent. I didn’t expect this.

He undid my pants and slid them down to my ankles. I stepped out of my heels, then my pants. I had never felt so naked with so much clothes on. The air blown from the fan above my desk felt cold, causing me to wear sweaters most of the winter months, but I knew he would be warming me up soon.

I undid his belt and he took over. He unhooked his pants, then pulled down his zipper. His cock peeked out his boxers, his thick, powerful cock that I couldn’t get enough of.

I rubbed myself for his viewing pleasure, feeling the warm dampness of my lace panties between my legs. He has that kind of effect on me.

He moved closer again and lifted me off of me feet and on to my desk. He then proceeded to kiss his way up from my knee and along my sensitive inner thigh. I had to catch my breath before I could speak. “I said quickie.”

He didn’t look up at me. Instead, he pulled the thin fabric of my underwear out of the way and dipped two fingers into my wetness.

I let out another moan as he slid his fingers deep into me. “Just be quick,” I said in between moans.

He looked up at me and smiled. He slid his tongue between my legs, between my wet lips and across my delicate clit. Suddenly, I didn’t care how long it took him.

A mix of his tongue and fingers sent pleasure through my whole body. I fell back on to my desk as the pleasure grew, sending pens flying, wrinkling papers and knocking my monitor to it’s side.

Once we determined that we hadn’t broken it, he picked up where he left off and didn’t stop until my moans turned into screams. I had to bite my lip, otherwise I feared that I would alert the employees in the company on the other side of the building about my activities.

My orgasm took me over and sent pleasure through my whole body like an explosion. It made my whole body stiff, then shake. I closed my eyes and enjoyed the feeling of pure bliss.

When I opened them, I remembered this wasn’t our bedroom. This was my office. “How about we finish this back at my place?”

“You’re really going to be that way?”

I didn’t know what to say. Suddenly, it didn’t feel like fun. It felt like a dangerous risk.

“I’ll be quick.” He pulled my hips to the edge of the desk and my lips against the tip of his cock. Just the touch of his swollen head against my hypersensitive clit made my inner lust take over my brain.

He pushed his hardness into me, filling me. Filling me with pleasure.

I have to give it to him. He didn’t start of slow. He didn’t take his time. Once we found the right angles and positions, he turned up the power and thrust hard into me. He fucked me exactly the way I wanted. Exactly the way I needed.

He fucked me from behind with me bent over my desk. He fucked me so hard that I feared my desk my get knocked over. I had to hold on to the edges to keep from flying over it.

Ahead of me was my boss’ office. I wondered how many rules I was breaking. I wondered if I would ever be able to sit at my desk again without thinking about this encounter.

“Baby, please come. Stop holding back. I can’t afford to get caught here.”

He slowed down and I thought he was trying to keep from crossing to the point of no return. I was wrong. He was just getting started.

He pulled his cock out of me and I knew exactly what he was doing. He didn’t have to say a word. He slid it between my ass cheeks, sending an erotic shiver up my spine.

I felt him against my asshole. His swollen head pushed against my asshole and he pushed into me. I no longer carried lube in my purse, but you can bet that I started carrying it after that afternoon…just in case.

It hurt, that kind of pain that makes me want to never have anal sex again. The kind of pain like I’m being ripped apart. However, as his cock slid deeper into my ass, that pain mixed with my favorite kind of pleasure.

I couldn’t believe that I wasn’t just having sex on my desk, I was getting fucked in the ass in the middle of the office.

He held my hips tight and pounded me ass, sending me into another world of pleasure.

This time he didn’t slow down until he crossed that line. He pulled out of me and shot his load on to my back. Exactly what the cum slut in me wanted