Synergism

I?ve been on the business end of my share of cocks, from short skinny little rascals that barely tickled, through average sized that served quite adequately, to a few beefy rams that were painful and threatened to split me in half. Truly, size does matter. But several factors other than cock size matter just as much for sex to be considered phenomenal. Once I experienced a synergistic event that was so phenomenal I?ll never forget it.In the summer of 2010 I met Jon, an architect who had come to Philadelphia to resolve some problems with a project his California firm had designed. Like me, Jon was bisexual, and after several dates we became intimate. Sometimes I joined him in his hotel room, and sometimes he would come to my house. Because I?m a total bottom, our usual routine consisted of me sucking his cock while masturbating. Occasionally Jon felt like sucking cock and we played 69. Every time I took his cock in my mouth I longed to get it in me.That subject was broached one night at my place. I cooked linguine with Bolognese sauce served with a green salad and garlic bread. I poured Chianti and we finished the bottle with the meal. After dinner we drank beer in the living room and traded stories of sexual experiences. isvecbahis Jon talked about some of the wild women he had dated. The way he bragged about his conquests, it was obvious that he enjoyed having sex with women. ?I like penetration,? he said, giving me a little buzz. ?But what about you? What turns you on?? I decided to be truthful to see where it led. ?I like penetration too, especially when I?m the penetratee,? I said.?Really?? said Jon. ?You never told me.??I didn?t want to push it. I hoped you might bring it up, or maybe it would just happen.?He laughed. ?Well, we?ll have to make it happen.? My heart went into double time. ?Not tonight, though. It?s late and I have to be up early tomorrow. Next time.?I was surprised and disappointed. In bed alone after we said goodnight, my mind raced with thoughts and images of Jon fucking me. I couldn?t fall asleep. I thought of Jean, the woman who introduced me to anal and remembered the first time. I had given her two or three clitoral climaxes with my tongue (I love eating pussy, too) and had a raging hard on. I was about to mount her when she said, ?Do you want to fuck me in my ass, honey??It was an easy decision. I was forty years old and had never used the back door. I isveçbahis giriş was curious about it, but before Jean, I hadn?t been with a woman who did anal. As it turned out, she really loved getting fucked in the ass. With vaginal sex, she moaned and panted. But on hands and knees with my cock in her ass she went demonic, grunting and snorting like a rutting pig, grinding her ass against me and coming nearly nonstop. Freud postulated penis envy. After years of fucking one wife and several girlfriends, watching their multiple mind-blowing orgasms, I guess I developed a mild case of vagina envy. Exposed to Jean?s anal frenzies made me intensely curious and eventually led to experiments with my own ass. I thought if a woman could get such anal pleasure maybe I could too.There?s a taboo that says the asshole is dirty, don?t touch it. I never paid much attention to mine, other than eliminating and keeping it clean. My exploration started small. I began by inserting a finger in my ass when jerking off. That boosted the intensity of my orgasms, so I tried bigger objects. With increased size came the pleasure of fullness. I felt a little perverted initially, but I was alone, it felt great, and it was my dirty secret. After isveçbahis yeni giriş months of inserting anything around the house that looked even faintly phallic, I ventured out to an adult toy store and bought a vibrating silicone dildo. From the look the sleazy guy behind the counter gave me as he handed me my change I imagined he was thinking I know you?re a faggot and you?re going to stick that phony dick in your asshole. He would have been right about the last part. Taking that baby to bed with a tube of AstroGlide I was as excited as a virgin about to get laid. I?m afraid my greedy eyes had been bigger than my asshole when I picked that toy. It required numerous sessions of painful, persistent stretching to get it all the way in. I knew my patient perseverance had been worth the effort when I had the first anal orgasm. I was slowly thrusting with the vibe cranked to the max when suddenly my body convulsed in spasms of euphoric pleasure so intense I had to pull out to stop them! I wondered aloud, ?My God! Is that what women feel?? I was hooked on anal. When Jon left that night he gave no indication when I would see him again. I didn?t want to call him, didn?t want to reveal how anxious I was, so I just waited. When he called I picked up the phone breathless. ?I?ve been thinking about you,? he said. ?Can I come over Friday night?? ?Of course you can come,? I replied. In me, I hope.?I?ll be there about 7:30. I hope you?ll be ready,? he said.