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Dry Dock Part II
Max wasn't shy and that was okay because I was shy enough for the both
of us. Thinking about dancing was something I did not have the courage
to do. The fact that I was doing it was something else altogether. And
the fact I was dancing with a man? In my defense I can only say I was
lonely. And he was so handsome!
The idea of considering a man handsome was new to me but in the three or
four minutes that I had been in the night club I had been introduced to
a lot of new ideas. Max was handsome with an amazing body that did not
happen without hours in the gym. You could tell that just by looking at
him but when you were in his arms? Well that made it much clearer.
Along with how solid he felt and the hardness of his body against mine
something else I was normally oblivious to was brought to my attention.
Aftershave lotion smelled really good! I don't know what kind he used
but pressed against him the way I was with my face resting against his
upper chest, almost his shoulder, my nose was filled with the odor and I
liked it.
We had not spoken since stepping onto the dance floor. Nothing said
beyond Paul introducing us and Max whisking me away with my untouched
Corona condensating on the table. The music was loud, smacking against
my ears. Accompanying the music was the din of hundreds of shouting
people working to be heard by those near them.
Max spoke with actions. His hand cupped the cheek of my ass. It was a
new feeling for me. I had been with 3 women and none of them were
forward or aggressive and they never grabbed my ass. Until that moment
my ass had never been grabbed by another human being. And now it was in
the palm of a tall handsome man who smelled so damn good.
He led and we moved together to the rhythm. I felt him poke against me
and my heart jumped. I knew what it was and part of me was torn. On one
hand it was wrong to feel an erect penis pressing against me and not
pull away. It was the most non heterosexual thing I had ever done. Of
course I just allowed a man to lead me onto a dance floor too.
And on the other hand the size of whatever was pressing into my belly as
we danced, constrained in his khaki wrinkle free slacks had to be as
thick as my wrist. He looked down at me with a cocky half smile and I
believe he pulled me into him a little harder using his firm hold on the
cheeks of my ass.
"You're first time here?" he said.
"How did you know?"
"I would have noticed someone as beautiful as you, before." He said. My
mind knew it was bullshit. A line. But I liked it. I smiled up at him.
His hands were on my ass, his manhood pressed into my stomach and his
aftershave filled my nostrils. "So how do you know Paul?"
"We met tonight. Showers at the gym," I said. Max's eyebrows went up.
"What?"
"Paul saw your sexy little body naked?"
I giggled. I don't know why. I am a man. I laugh. I chuckle. But for
some reason, there, in that man's arms, moving to some techno club beat,
I giggled, smiled and liked the way he said little in reference to my
body. When did my physical inferiority to 90% of all my fellow man
suddenly become a positive?
"I think I'm jealous," Max said. "So, you two? Dating?"
"Oh no!" I said. "We just met and he invited me to a club. I was just
bored."
"And are you bored now?" Max said.
"No. Not anymore." I smiled up at him and he leaned down. I saw it
coming a little late. I was replaying our chit chat in my mind, enjoying
his strong hands on my buttocks, his penis growing harder as it slid up
and down my belly, he grinded into me with the music, and when I noticed
his mouth inches from mine I think I opened my mouth to say something
and I let his tongue inside instead.
My first kiss from a man happened on the dance floor of a night club
called 'Atsui Neh' surrounded by hundreds of strangers. Feeling Max's
tongue enter my mouth was a wet warm pillow. Our teeth clicked together
as he pushed down into my mouth while I moved up to meet him. His
stubble against my smooth facial hair barren chin, his lips covered
mine.
Max broke off the kiss after a couple of minutes and way too soon.
Leading me by the hand he left the dance floor. I could not stop feeling
his mouth on my mouth. I had never felt more controlled, more possessed
than with our lips locked together. I wanted more. He stopped at a
stairway in a corner. In the dim strobe light I made out the walls, they
were a maroon color, the paint flaking. Beer posters and scratched
mirrors were the only decor and I saw signs for restrooms twenty feet
away.
"I have a room upstairs," he said.
"Good," I said and we ascended.
Max slid the door open and I walked in. He followed and as soon as he
had the door shut we were kissing. I am not sure who started it and I
didn't care. His hands were strong and firm and rubbing all over my
body. With his lips closed over mine and his tongue softly rolling
through my mouth I was free. I didn't miss home, I didn't feel alone and
I wasn't worried about what anyone thought. His hands came together on
the belt of my jeans and I felt them unbutton.
Never breaking the kiss Max lowered me onto the bed and jerked my jeans
free of my hips. Then my boxers slid down my thighs and slipped off my
calves, grazing my ankles as they left me nude from the waist down
except for socks. I did not even remember kicking off my shoes.
As we kissed I became more comfortable and my hands began to explore his
body; rubbing over his muscular arms and back. I found myself mimicking
what I had enjoyed from my three sexual encounters. Imitating the girls
that had physically pleased me in high school back home. Then I realized
I wanted to do better than they did. Do things I wanted them to do to
me, but had been to timid to ask them.
I moaned as Max kissed my neck. I slid my hands down his body, over his
hard sexy abs my fingers closed over his belt and I felt my fingers
trembling as I unfastened it. Max kissed me again, sucking on my lip, he
shoved his slacks off and it jumped out at me in a springing flash. I
felt it smack against my thigh and I looked down at it.
Thicker than my wrist. The head of his cock was easily two times thicker
than my six inch long penis with it's two inch diameter. I was caught by
it like a snake charmer with the tables turned I watched the python bob
at me.
"Go ahead Gabby," Max said. Nothing more needed to be said. I slid onto
my belly, and took his hard fat cock into my hands. My fingers so tiny
wrapped around him. I lowered my mouth onto his cock and tasted the
first penis of my life.
It is hard to describe the incredible sensations that come with sucking
cock. First there is the sense of knowing it's wrong. Knowing your
father would die if he saw you with your mouth wrapped around another
man. Knowing your mom would be heartbroken. Knowing she sucked Dad's
dick. Then you wonder who's mouth feels better. Hers or yours? These
thoughts and a hundred others shot through my mind as I closed my lips
around Max's fat throbbing head.
But the most prevalent realization I had when Max slid into my mouth
was: 'This is delicious!' I could not believe how soft the skin around a
cock felt in my mouth. The saliva and warmth of my mouth slowly sucking
along his thick long shaft was amazing and there was a salty, musky
taste that I knew I would never get tired of.
The best part of sucking Max's cock was the way he reacted. His hands
went into my short navy regulation hair and held me in place, his cock
twitched between my cheeks as I worked to see how much I could fit in my
mouth.
"Fuck, Gabby," Max said, "you are amazing." He sounded like he was in
heaven which made me want to suck on him forever. While I squeezed my
lips around his thick pole, I remembered Diane gagging and her eyes
watering when she sucked my small thin cock too far in three years ago.
She had coughed and choked and would not put it back in her mouth. So I
wanted to be careful. But Max took hold and forced himself deep and I
felt it go too far. Felt it push into my throat and I did not feel any
type of gag at all. The relief that flooded through me was a rush and I
felt Max shudder and twitch before I heard him groan as his cock slid
into my throat until my nose pressed into his pubic hair and I knew my
lips were at the base of his cock.
"Gawd Damn, Gabby! That's twelve inches and you are deep throating it
like it's a string!" Max said. I loved the way his body reacted to my
mouth on him. I slowly slid him in and out. Smearing my tongue against
every inch. He lay back on the bed looking down at me. I could barely
take my eyes from this handsome man who had made me feel so special so
easily.
I don't know how long I sucked Max but I know I was prepared to stay
down t until Monday. But Max said "Gabby, I want that ass now." And
around a mouthful of cock I giggled again. A nervous giggle. Excited
giggle. Horny giggle.
He left my mouth and he guided me up onto my knees. I felt his fingers
massaging my cheeks as I looked back at him over my shoulder. I gasped
and closed my eyes as he slid a lube covered finger into my ass.
"Be gentle?" I said. I felt the cock that I had been sucking press up
into the crack of my ass. He began generously applying more lubrication
to me.
"You are fucking tight as hell Gabby, gentle might be a problem," he
said. I had to have Max. I wanted this man to take my virginity. To make
me a woman. His woman.
"Fuck gentle then," I said, looking back at him over my shoulder as I
rested on my palms and knees with my ass up and back in the classic
doggy style. "As long as you fuck me."
The head pushed hard against my anus for a moment and plopped inside,
sliding into me, where it belonged. Ungentle. Wonderful.
I shoved back to meet him. Full of him. The loneliness had no room.
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