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After that, we retreated naked to the basement for smokes. At that point, we got into a seriously long discussion about...well, everything.
He started it by admitting that he'd been wanting to fuck me for some time. We then segued into the reasons he held himself back - bodily insecurities, sexual confusion, a worry that he wouldn't be able to perform, the fact that he's married and I'm partnered, even though he knew where I stood and he and his wife have their arrangement. I mean, it's a lot to overcome, you know? Despite an arrangement, it can be so difficult to actually pull the trigger. Particularly when your self-esteem is low, AND you're "going gay" for the first time. I told him I was pleased and happy that he went through with it. Yeah, we just talked for literally hours. Naked in the basement. LOL
Aaron told me he was extremely happy he pulled the trigger as well. He said he had to just make up his mind about it, and then do it. He sort of likened it to ripping off a band-aid, and said he was nervous the whole time. He doubted himself again by telling me he was sure he could perform better. I told him he performed pretty fucking well, and I couldn't imagine it being better.
The conversation took a more somber tone as he admitted that he and his wife hadn't been intimate in some time. He said they still love one another, but each of them agree that they kind of just don't want to have sex with each other. He figures it might be a phase, and it might not be. But he said he knew his wife was having sex, so that spurred him a bit more to seal the deal with me.
I told him just how much I enjoyed him fucking me, and opening up to me. I told him about my partner wanting it, I told him...everything. Most of it was a rehash of things we've talked about before, but I wanted to reiterate my thoughts and position. Once we were done in the basement, we went back upstairs to the living room for more TV and hanging out, naked.
Later that night, we started getting frisky again. We retreated to my bedroom where we kissed and played with one another for a while, before he asked if I was ready for Round 2. LOL I said of course I was! That time, he fingered me first, until I was ready to beg him to fuck me. He wanted to try a different position, so I turned around.
Lubing his cock, Aaron got behind me and found his mark much more easily. Before long, he was pushing himself into me, and soon he began to thrust. Aaron was even more aggressive, now that his nerves were calmer. And I think, fucking from behind helped. He held onto my hips and rammed himself into me, his hips slapping against my ass cheeks. It was nearly rough, but not quite. Just really firm and forceful. Having had the conversation we did, his fuck style made a bit more sense. He was working out aggression, working out insecurities. He was hard up for it from not having sex with his wife. He had been determined to do it.
Now, I love using a man's first name when I'm having sex with him. I was saying every dirty thing I could think of. Telling him, "Goddamn, you fuck hard, Aaron!" Or "Fuck me, Aaron!" He seemed to enjoy it to say the least. LOL He was also returning the compliments and the dirty talk. He just fucking rammed me from behind until he finally came. He doesn't have the most stamina of all the guys I've let fuck me, but it's nothing to shake a stick at either. He came hard up my ass, and then pulled out to roll me over. He stuck his tongue down my throat while jacking me off, and I came hard as well.
We showered, lounged around naked for a while longer, and then went to bed. He spent the night. The next morning, we didn't do anything even though we kind of wanted to, because both of us had to hurry to get to our respective jobs. It was Tuesday, and Tuesdays are when he stops by as my liquor rep.
When he came in, he was all smiles. So was I. We conducted business, and then he said, "Let me see your dick." I shook my head and told him he could come get it out if he wanted to see it. He came around my counter and opened my jeans, sliding his hand down my briefs to fondle me. He then slid his hand down the back of my briefs to touch my ass and said he really wanted to fuck me again. Obviously we couldn't, as I was literally at work and he was on duty as well. More to come...
He started it by admitting that he'd been wanting to fuck me for some time. We then segued into the reasons he held himself back - bodily insecurities, sexual confusion, a worry that he wouldn't be able to perform, the fact that he's married and I'm partnered, even though he knew where I stood and he and his wife have their arrangement. I mean, it's a lot to overcome, you know? Despite an arrangement, it can be so difficult to actually pull the trigger. Particularly when your self-esteem is low, AND you're "going gay" for the first time. I told him I was pleased and happy that he went through with it. Yeah, we just talked for literally hours. Naked in the basement. LOL
Aaron told me he was extremely happy he pulled the trigger as well. He said he had to just make up his mind about it, and then do it. He sort of likened it to ripping off a band-aid, and said he was nervous the whole time. He doubted himself again by telling me he was sure he could perform better. I told him he performed pretty fucking well, and I couldn't imagine it being better.
The conversation took a more somber tone as he admitted that he and his wife hadn't been intimate in some time. He said they still love one another, but each of them agree that they kind of just don't want to have sex with each other. He figures it might be a phase, and it might not be. But he said he knew his wife was having sex, so that spurred him a bit more to seal the deal with me.
I told him just how much I enjoyed him fucking me, and opening up to me. I told him about my partner wanting it, I told him...everything. Most of it was a rehash of things we've talked about before, but I wanted to reiterate my thoughts and position. Once we were done in the basement, we went back upstairs to the living room for more TV and hanging out, naked.
Later that night, we started getting frisky again. We retreated to my bedroom where we kissed and played with one another for a while, before he asked if I was ready for Round 2. LOL I said of course I was! That time, he fingered me first, until I was ready to beg him to fuck me. He wanted to try a different position, so I turned around.
Lubing his cock, Aaron got behind me and found his mark much more easily. Before long, he was pushing himself into me, and soon he began to thrust. Aaron was even more aggressive, now that his nerves were calmer. And I think, fucking from behind helped. He held onto my hips and rammed himself into me, his hips slapping against my ass cheeks. It was nearly rough, but not quite. Just really firm and forceful. Having had the conversation we did, his fuck style made a bit more sense. He was working out aggression, working out insecurities. He was hard up for it from not having sex with his wife. He had been determined to do it.
Now, I love using a man's first name when I'm having sex with him. I was saying every dirty thing I could think of. Telling him, "Goddamn, you fuck hard, Aaron!" Or "Fuck me, Aaron!" He seemed to enjoy it to say the least. LOL He was also returning the compliments and the dirty talk. He just fucking rammed me from behind until he finally came. He doesn't have the most stamina of all the guys I've let fuck me, but it's nothing to shake a stick at either. He came hard up my ass, and then pulled out to roll me over. He stuck his tongue down my throat while jacking me off, and I came hard as well.
We showered, lounged around naked for a while longer, and then went to bed. He spent the night. The next morning, we didn't do anything even though we kind of wanted to, because both of us had to hurry to get to our respective jobs. It was Tuesday, and Tuesdays are when he stops by as my liquor rep.
When he came in, he was all smiles. So was I. We conducted business, and then he said, "Let me see your dick." I shook my head and told him he could come get it out if he wanted to see it. He came around my counter and opened my jeans, sliding his hand down my briefs to fondle me. He then slid his hand down the back of my briefs to touch my ass and said he really wanted to fuck me again. Obviously we couldn't, as I was literally at work and he was on duty as well. More to come...
