"I want to feel you inside my ass," I replied playfully.
Mike suggested we change positions. The trucker pulled out lube and a condom from his bag (hmm, he’s prepared for everything!), sat on the edge of the bed, and I climbed up on it. I continued to suck on his cock while he began preparing my hole with his lube-covered fingers, making me moan with his dick still in my mouth.
One finger slid in. What a strange sensation! Then a second finger. Mike started moving his fingers faster inside me, and I instinctively began sucking his shaft faster too.
"Okay, okay, stop, or I’ll come too quickly," he whispered in my ear, not stopping his movements in my hole.
I let Mike's dick slip from my mouth and reached down to feel his balls. They had a faint smell of sweat, and I started playing with them in my hands before giving them a lick. But I preferred sucking his cock, so I returned to it and started taking the shaft into my mouth rather than just the head. Mike enjoyed this.
Then he laid me on my back, placed my legs over his shoulders, put on the condom, and rubbed his thick cock against my virgin entrance. I was already desperate for him to take me; I wanted to feel that giant warmth inside of me.
Mike began pressing the head of his cock against my anus. Although I was relaxed, his head was still a bit too large for my hole. He added more lube (why is it always so cold?) and began rubbing the head against me, gradually applying more and more pressure.
"Relax," he said.
I took his advice and tried to relax completely.
Suddenly, Mike's head slipped into my hole. It hurt a little and felt incredibly strange. I tried to push it out, but Mike used his strength to press his cock deeper into me. The force was unequal, and his dick went further inside.
I touched his cock with my hand — probably only half of the shaft had entered, but it felt like my ass was being torn in two.
Mike kissed me on the lips and began slowly pulling out his cock, only to push it back in again. Gradually, through the pain (but the little slut inside me was more active than the feeling of pain), his cock slid in completely until his heavy balls were resting against my ass.
I felt my anus stretched to its limit, and I was fully impaled on this pole. A minute passed, though it felt like ten minutes to me. I was grateful to him for giving me time to adjust to his tool. Mike slowly pulled out his cock from my ass, and I heard a sound like a plug being removed from a bottle; I even thought I could feel the wind blowing inside my now-open hole.
"Well, your hole isn’t a virgin anymore," Mike said with a smile.
Then Mike suggested I ride his cock myself, explaining that he didn’t want to accidentally tear anything and that this was the only way I could control the process. He lay on his back while I tried to sit on his cock. It went in faster this time but still hurt, so I sat down on him very slowly, millimeter by millimeter. Mike couldn’t take it anymore and thrust his hips upward, causing his cock to slam into me. I screamed, and Mike covered my mouth with his hand.
I rode his cock for about three minutes, increasing the pace until I really got into it. Then Mike put me on all fours and entered me from behind, fucking me so hard and wide that I was scared to think of what size my hole was becoming. He grabbed my hair, kissed my back, and kept thrusting without pulling the head out.
Mike started kissing my neck, his breathing growing heavier. I moaned under him; I was being fucked by a real stallion, and I was in heaven. It felt so good to be under the control of this stud! I tried to pull his head closer, rubbing my face against his stubbly cheeks, and we kissed on the lips. I moaned, groaned, and grunted in rhythm with his movements.
Mike took my hand, placed it on my cock, and started using my hand to jerk it off. Then he wrapped his arms around my waist, trying to push me down even harder onto him, while I continued jerking myself off.
We came almost at the same time — Mike into the condom, and me onto the bed. Mike removed the condom, and there was a lot of cum. I remembered I had always wanted to try it but definitely not from a condom. Mike tied it up and threw it into the trash bin.
Then he collapsed onto the bed, exhausted, and hugged me. We fell asleep without saying another word.
In the morning, I woke up on Mike’s chest. He was already awake, flipping through channels on the TV. When he saw that I was awake, he smiled and said, "Good morning."
"Yeah, good morning for you, but I feel like there’s a fire in my ass after last night," I thought to myself and hugged him. Mike hugged me back. Then we decided to take a shower, but as soon as I stood up, I realized it would be difficult for me to walk for a while. Mike noticed my limp and carried me to the shower in his arms. We washed up, and my cock was hard again, wanting more, and I saw that Mike’s cock was starting to rise again too. So I reached for his stiffening dick and began to squeeze it.
"What are you going to do next?" Mike asked with a wide smile.
Instead of explaining, I got down on my knees and started sucking on that lollipop. Mike grabbed my head and fucked my mouth himself. After a few minutes, his breathing quickened, and he came in my mouth. This time, I swallowed all his cum without tasting it properly.
After that, we rinsed off again, packed our things, and set off.
In the car, we talked about everything that had happened. Mike asked me how long I had felt this way about guys. I couldn’t even remember myself.
In the end, we reached our final destination. Mike dropped me off at the train station.
"I want to give you something," Mike said, handing me a keychain shaped like the truck we had been in. "To remember me and your first time by."
"Thank you," I said, shaking Mike’s hand firmly. "I’ll never forget this."
Then I got on the train. My mind started to process everything that had happened that night and what had made this trip to the village unforgettable. I attached my keys to the keychain Mike had given me.
