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Sunday, December 11, 2005
Double Penetration
I'm pretty wild in bed. I can honestly admit this with assured confidence. I mean... damn, I'm good sex. I wish I could fuck me.
I do have boundaries though... like scat or anything involving deliberate and intense pain. So when it comes to 'double penetration', I just don't go there - either as one of two pitchers, or the very accomodating catcher.
I've seen guys fuck that way via gay porn. It doesn't do anything for me. So imagine my hesitation when a hot couple I met for sex introduces it out of the blue. I was reluctant.
As the designated catcher by default, was it even possible to stretch that much? I suppose so, but I didn't want to cause damage to myself through this process.
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Through the magic of the internet, I met up with Mister A & B one evening. We hadn't discussed much regarding sex, so I wasn't entirely sure what I was up against. They liked my pictures; I liked theirs.
I didn't feel particularly nervous. As soon as they opened the door, I was quickly greeted with kisses. I hadn't been sitting on the couch for a minute and already clothes started flying off; before I knew it, I'm being led away to the bedroom hand in hand. With a smirk, one of the boys put away the bottle of red wine, "We're gonna have to drink this later then."
Mister A & B seemed very much devoted to each other; it was nice to see. It was also interesting to note that they were both tops. How have they ever gotten by? Hmmmmm.
The sex flowed quite naturally, and very excitingly I should add. Mister A didn't waste anytime eating out my ass; while Mister B took the opportunity to suck me off. Eventually, the sex progressed to anal. I'm bottoming more and more lately... it seems.
Mister A started me off doggystyle, and then I switched over to an even thicker (I like thick!) Mister B. Yum... and there were lots of foreskin. I'm getting a hardon just writing this. Sheesh. I better tone me down.
So... I was riding Mister B like a champion bull. I'm a star; what can I say? I had so much energy. When my quads started to tire, I eased down embracing and kissing Mister B who was reclining on his back enjoying the view while I sat squeezing my hole on his cock. Behind me, I sensed Mister A, standing and jerking. He tells me he wants to fuck me too.
Hence came the... double penetration.
Surprisingly, instead of an automatic 'no way, man', something just clicked telling me 'yes, let's give it a try'. Suddenly, I'm inviting something I was never open to before. It had alot to do with being very comfortable with my partners. Also, if it was going to work, I was presented with a perfectly safe environment to let go, relax, and let the moment speak for itself.
And it did. For a few minutes, three people became one.
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A few days ago, I caught up with NYC blogger DaddyMak. He illuminated me on his own 'double penetration' experience many many moons ago. He summed it with one word: Intense.
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It is intense. So much so that Mister A, B and I had to try it a few more times. As the catcher, I had the most important role to play. I had to call it when it starts to hurt. And while from time to time it did hurt, I eventually reached a new sublime high.
I felt very intune with my body as Mister A and B tagteamed me. At the end of the session, I tired both men while we rubbed cum all over each other. Messy.
We eventually took a long hot shower, and then moved back to the couch. For the next two hours, we got to know each other with glasses of red wine in-hand.
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I just shared something that I'm not sure I should be sharing. But there we go.
Let's make a dialogue out of this. Either send me an e-mail or fill out the comments section. What are your thoughts? Any?
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