Wrestling with his first time

skaro66

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Having told the true story of how me and my fiancé got together, here is another true story about working in a hotel. Names have been changed obviously.

I had found myself working on a reception nightshift in a chain hotel. It was city centre so fairly busy with comings and goings up to a certain point in the night. We doubled up, so that is to say that two night reception staff were on duty at any given time. Most of the time during the week, after midnight you would hardly see a soul until the first stirrings of guests for breakfast from about 6am when people went out for a run prior to the breakfast room opening at 7am. I had found myself working with a guy 25 years younger than me, David. He was very stocky in a muscular way and worked out regularly, standing about 6 feet he wasn’t model good looking but he had something about him. He was carrying a little excess weight but was working hard to get rid of this. One of his hobbies was wrestling. That is to say professional wrestling. He had been obsessed with WWE as a child and fancied having a go. As it happened there was a local promotion that put on small shows in clubs and leisure centres and David had started attending their wrestling training sessions. Building his knowledge and skills. As it happened I had some knowledge of the wrestling industry having known a few wrestlers in the past, and so we kind of hit it off. Watching wrestling from around the world on our small office TV when the world was asleep, he also introduced me to a world of Japanese wrestling, bringing DVDs to the nightshift and commentating on the moves for me as we watched.

David was actually quite shy and gentle, the total opposite to what was needed for the wrestling ring, and we became good friends. Eventually the wrestling promotion put on a show at a local social club and David was asked to make his debut in a 10 man rumble. I went along to support him and saw him eliminated fairly early on. A few weeks later he was one half of a tag team taking on the local villains, and it was all good fun. David acquitted himself well.

At the time David was single, he was at first reticent about talking about his personal life but as we got to know each other better he had opened up in those chat during the early hours. He had come out of a relationship of about three years with girl and now was enjoying being single. He also talked about his nights out on his days off, and admitted he had gotten off with someone but usually wouldn’t elaborate further.

Anyway, we talked about having a night out in Manchester just to let off some steam, as we only saw each other at work and I had told him of the delights of Manchester’s gay scene and he was intrigued. I knew he was a regular visitor to the local gay club which had become a mecca for partying young folk, straight and gay. He wondered how the Manchester scene compared to our smaller city. So off we toddled some weeks later, a Friday night, booked a twin hotel room and went out to party. A great night was had too, we got more and more drunk. About 1pm we were in Via on Canal Street on our umpteenth lager, he had his hand on my shoulder, a friendly gesture I thought. Then his hand wandered and started rubbing my bum. I looked at him and he just smiled. I thought for a minute he was just taking the piss but as I looked into his eyes, I could tell there was desire there. It was a turn up for the books as he hadn’t mentioned being interested in men at all at work. But there you go. He leaned in and started kissing me. I felt his tongue slip inside my mouth and despite still holding our drinks in the bar, it felt quite heated. I pulled away and asked him “Are you OK?” as I didn’t want this to end in awkwardness the following day. “Yeah, totally” came the reply. We continued kissing and drinking our drinks. When we had both finished our drinks I wondered what might come next. I didn’t want to be too pushy given that this was a totally unexpected turn of events. “Do you want to go back to the hotel?” I asked. He just nodded. So off we went, walking the ten minutes back to the hotel pretty much in silence.

As soon as the door closed to the room, we were kissing again. Tongues deep. “Are you sure you want this?” I blurted out, still surprised at what we were doing. Again just a “Mmmm” and a nod. Without any bidding he stood back and pulled his fashionable top over his head revealing a hairy chest. At the wrestling show and on the promotional pictures he had had taken for his wrestling, he had obviously shaved his chest so the amount of hair on display surprised me. Then his hands were by the side of me, and he pulled at my T shirt, again over the top of my head so we were both now standing there topless. More kissing, with my wandering my hands over his hairy torso and playing gently with his nipples, which was going down well. We edged towards the bed and I took the lead, undoing the buckle on his belt then the top of his jeans. There was no resistance to this at all. He then did the same to me. I dropped my trousers then pulled David’s jeans down. He stepped out of them whilst still kissing and rubbing each others bodies. We were now standing there in just our boxers and socks. Bulges were clearly growing in both our underwear. I put my hands inside his tight boxers and yanked them down so they slid to the floor exposing a fine mound of pubic hair and an uncut cock that was impressive. Up to this point David hadn’t said much, content to just explore with tongue and hands. I pushed him down onto the bed, so he was sitting but still with his boxers around his ankles. I kneeled down and relieved his body of the underwear, then took his cock in my hands and started working it with my tongue developing into a full on blow job. He let out a moan. “That’s good” he muttered. A few minutes of blowing him with us both enjoying the moment, then David said “Take off your boxers” and I was happy to pull them off with my cock erect and ready for action. He stood up and pushed me onto the bed with me sitting so that the roles were reversed. He went down on my cock, his mouth taking in the full length, sliding up and down the shaft. His tongue exploring my foreskin. It got to the point where I felt I might cum so pushed his head away. “Getting near, slow down a bit” I told him. “Never sucked a cock before” he replied. “Really?” I said. “You feel very experienced”. "Used to give my girlfriend lots of oral so just adapting my technique” he told me. By now both our cocks were glistening with pre-cum. “I’ve only wanked another guy before now. Never really explored my Bi side too much”. We were kissing again and finally both fell on the bed naked and our dicks rubbing together as we held each other and tongued each other passionately. “Can I rim you?” I asked. “Never had it done before,” he admitted “I’ll give it a go.” So I rolled him over and pushed his legs apart, allowing me access to his sexy bum. The minute my tongue brushed across his opening, he let out a low moan. I began to work it good with my tongue, the moans got louder. “Fucking hell...” he shouted out. “You alright?” I asked. “Fuck yes, that’s incredible”. So I carried on for a while, David hardly let up the gasps and the moans throughout. When I felt he’d had enough, I turned him around to face me again. His face was red and the bulbous head of his cock had burst free of any foreskin and was standing hard as rock. Later he said he was 9 inches, but in my experience it was probably 8. Still impressive. As luck would have it, I had picked up a free pack of lube and condoms at one of the bars we had been in. They were often freely available in the gay community as part of the campaign to cut down sexual disease. I asked the question, “Would you like me to fuck you?” “I’d like that yeah, but I have never done it before. I might be quite tight.” “Are you happy for me to have a go?” I wondered. “Yeah, but be gentle.” I kissed him some more then strode over to my pockets and pulled out pack of lube and condom. I quickly slipped on the condom and opened the lube packet, sharing the contents between my own shaft and David butt hole. “Which position?” I wondered. “Doggie” came the quick reply. So on the bed David adopted the doggie position and I got behind him preparing to enter. I pushed slowly into him, he gasped. “OK?” “Yeah, give me a minute” he said as the tip of my cock rested inside him. After a few seconds he told me “Go in deeper” , so again very slowly and as gently as I could manage, I pushed further in. I wasn’t as long as David but I have plenty of girth, which I think took some getting used to for a beginner. When I was fully in I asked him again if everything was alright. “Yeah, just getting used to it. Feels good though.” Very very slowly I started to get a thrusting motion going, he let out a few breaths as he felt the motion. “Do you want me to stop?” I was anxious to ask. “No keep going” he replied. And thats what I did as I built up speed and David started to ride the thrusts. He would exclaim “Oh God” and “Fuck” as I took his anal virginity. After some time I could feel myself getting close. “I think I need to cum” I burst out. “Me too. Pull out.” I did so, and David rolled onto his back. “Do you want me to cum on you?” “Yeah.” Tossing the condom onto the floor, I wanked myself whilst David watched, he wanked himself too. It didn’t take too long before I shot a big white sticky load over his hairy stomach and shortly afterwards his own warm jizz mixed with mine bringing the session to a sticky end. I looked at him, his face was red and he seemed totally spent. “Never had anything like that before. Always wanted to try cock. It felt so good.” I told him we needed to clean off, and I stood up and pulled his hand so he was standing too. I flushed the condom and we hit the bath / shower combo together. Soaping each other, and cleaning his bum and the jizzy torso. Towelling ourselves off, I laid down on my twin bed. David came and lay with me, just holding each other close still naked. “Thank you” he whispered. “I needed someone I trusted to help me with my Bisexual side. I know I was tight but you felt good inside me. Tonight has been the perfect night. ” With one more passionate deep kiss, he got up and went over to his bed. “Time for sleep.” The light went off and we both drifted off.


To Be continued.
 

Part Two​


The following day wasn’t awkward at all. We woke up in our respective beds, and showered separately. We talked about the night before, David seemed both a bit embarrassed but also relieved that he had finally given vent to his frustrated feelings of bisexuality. I could tell he was far from wanting to be an ‘out’ bisexual, so I assured him that what had happened would stay strictly between us two. But I also knew we now shared a secret. An intimate bond that would bind our friendship.

It was about a week before we had another night shift together. We were working with different night shift partners in the interim, however the constant texting during this gap helped me explore his hitherto hidden history. He told me about the night at the local gay club where he had drunkenly got into snogging another guy, this had led to an incident in a back alley where he had let the guy suck him off and then he had wanked himself over the strangers face. This had ultimately filled him with guilt, and a fear someone might find out, but at the same time thrilled him that he had found his first male on male experience. It was a recurring memory that he wanked over a lot. I learned he had lived with a girl for two years, but she had cheated on him and gone off with someone else, hence he returned home to live with his parents which is where he now resided. He had since had some one night stands with girls, which had not resulted in further relationships. David said he had known he was bisexual since his teens, but like many men I know, fought it. The thought of being classed as being on the LGBTQ+ spectrum in his working class family and circle of friends a barrier which obviously still held. He admitted to thinking about our encounter a lot since returning from Manchester. A feeling he had made a step forward in acknowledging his bisexual self.

Sure enough our night shifts together came about. Business as usual until past the midnight hour when the world slept, and we talked some more. After a couple of nights, with an obvious chemistry developing, I boldly suggested, ‘If you are not too tired at the end of your shift, would you like to come back to mine for more sex?’ I think the suggestion shook him a bit, and he said ‘Let me think about it...’ but as the end of our shift neared, and without any pressure from me, he said ‘ I think I will come back to yours if that’s OK?’ So the deal was done. We got back about 7.30am and went straight to my bedroom and picking up from where we had left off, tongues downeach others throats. David was adamant that he wanted me to rim him but he asked to have a shower first so he could be clean. He nipped into the bathroom and came back 10 minutes later completely naked, his chest and pubes still glistening a little with the moisture. By this time I was stood just in my tight boxers. He knelt down in front of me and gave me the most joyful blowjob, his tongue exploring my length and foreskin like a porn professional. I could feel the jizz rising within me, so I pulled out. Taking him by the hand I pulled him up and pushed him down on the bed where he immediately spread his legs waiting for my tongue to start its work. Within seconds the loud moans and sighs were in evidence. His hands gripped the sheets tightly as my tongue explored his lower region, “Oh fuck... I need this” he spat out. It went on for some time, when I’d had enough of rimming him I said, “You need fucking”. Without speaking he rolled back over, I slid off my boxers, I was rock hard with pre cum glistening on my foreskin. “Here lube yourself up” I ordered him, passing him the bottle of lube I kept in my bedside drawer. I opened a condom and pulled it over my cock. “Remember, I’m still tight, don’t go in too fast” he said. “No worries, I’ll be taking it slowly” I confirmed. He bent himself over the bed as I positioned myself, my cock finding his hole easily, pushing in I heard the intake of breath as it edged past his sphincter. “That’s good” he eventually breathed out. Once again I slowly began a rhythm and David began to ride my cock. A couple of times he asked me to stop whilst he caught his breath. “Another position?” I asked after a while. “Yeah”. So I put him on his back and with a bit more lube for us both, I raised his legs in the air and pushed them back as I got on top and found his hungry hole again. I went in, and thrust away. This time I was more aggressive, faster and harder. I was able to see on his face the effect this was having. He was red in the face but his eyes rolled, and it was obvious he was in his own private heaven. “Are you ready to cum” I asked him after some time. “Yeah I think so” he replied breathlessly. I suggest I lie down and he should climb on top of me. He did and lowered himself gingerly back onto my cock, I started thrusting again and he closed his eyes, wanking himself whilst he rode me. I could feel myself coming, watching David reach his climax had set me on the path to no return, just as I started my own intense orgasm, filling the condom inside him, David let out a long moan and his cock spewed white cum, shooting over my stomach and chest. “Oh God” he exclaimed as the final spurt came out. “I’ve cum” I said, “I know I could feel it” he stammered. He carefully climbed off me and reached for the tissues by the side of the bed, wiping the end of his cock and foreskin then cleaning the jizz off me. I pulled off the filled condom, wrapped it in a tissue and put it ready for flushing. We were both covered in sweat from our efforts. As we caught our breath, lying beside each other for a moment, David noticed “You are still hard. How can you be still hard after cumming?” “It’s just the way I am” I replied “I can stay hard for quite a while after I cum”. David looked down at his own cock which had shrivelled with the foreskin now covering the head again. “Wish I could be like that,” he said. “You have nothing to be ashamed of. You are well endowed. I’m glad you are sharing it with me.” I said. “I’d better shower before I go home,” and I watched his handsome naked body jump off the bed and the arse I had fucked so hard head towards the bedroom door and onto the bathroom. As i heard the hiss of the shower, it seemed that I might actually have found myself a toyboy fuckbuddy.

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David's lucious bum post fucking