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Paul's Toy
by Tom D. (address withheld)

***

This is a story about how I met my partner, my first 
and only male lover. It revolves around an article of 
jewelry. Gay sex can be totally romantic! (MM, oral, 
anal, 1st-gay-expr, rom)

***

I had never had sex with a man, but recently I found 
myself daydreaming constantly about the guy who lives 
downstairs in my condo. Paul is in his late thirties, 
tall and well-built (you can't help but notice his 
thick forearms), with receding hair and green eyes.

I did not realize at first that he was gay, but then I 
started to see him leave his apartment several mornings 
with male companions. They were all rather effeminate 
and seem a lot like me, about ten years younger than 
Paul and much more slender. I guess that's what started 
me thinking about sex with him. And finally I acted.

It was a weekday afternoon and I arrived home early 
from work, just as Paul did. As I collected my mail 
from the box, I sensed his eyes on my ass. I turned 
around and he smiled warmly at me.

"Would you like to come in for a beer?" he asked 
casually. Would I? He didn't have to ask twice!

We went into his apartment and downed a couple, and I 
was feeling very relaxed and very horny. Paul seemed to 
touch me a lot by accident, and I didn't shy away. He 
offered to show me his apartment, starting with his 
bedroom.

On the dresser I noticed a gold-and-sliver bracelet 
wristwatch. The thin band marked it clearly as a 
woman's watch, which surprised me. Had I misread the 
signs about Paul?

"Oh, I didn't realize you had a girlfriend," I remarked 
with surprise.

Paul looked at me intently. "I don't," he smiled. "I 
like my lovers to wear that. They're men, by the way."

He studied me for a reaction. I felt my mouth get dry 
and I started to tremble with excitement at his obvious 
invitation.

Then I picked up the pretty watch and, with shaking 
fingers, put it on my smooth arm. It fit my slim wrist 
perfectly. I gazed into Paul's beautiful eyes. "Does it 
look good on me?" I asked, scarcely able to breathe.

Paul stepped toward me. We were inches apart as he 
traced his fingers over the watch. "It's as though I 
bought it for you," he said softly.

He pulled me toward him and pinned my arms behind my 
back, his powerful hands gripping my wrists. His lips 
found mine; they were thick and firm. Paul's mustache 
reminded me I was kissing a man for the first time.

As his tongue forced its way into my mouth, I resisted 
for a moment and then surrendered. With that I could 
feel his cock harden against me. I groaned in pleasure 
and he released my wrists so I could wrap my arms 
around him.

We stood there kissing for a long time. Out of the 
corner of my eye I noticed the watch, glittering in the 
sunlight. Paul was so strong, so dominant, so totally a 
top man -- and I realized for the first time that I 
wanted nothing more than to be his bottom.

We helped each other out of our clothes and sprawled 
together onto the bed, bathed in the afternoon 
sunlight. Though the curtains were open and Paul's 
place is on the ground floor, I was too aroused to care 
who saw us.

He guided my face down to his cock. It was big and 
thick, widening from the base to its circumcised head. 
I grasped it gently in my hand as I looked up into 
Paul's eyes. "Do me," he grunted.

Suddenly I wanted nothing else but to please my lover. 
I ran my tongue over the smooth head of his cock, 
enjoying my first taste of pre-cum as I tongued his 
piss-slit. As I sucked him into my mouth, I felt his 
erection swelling. Soon I began to bob up and down on 
his shaft. After some practice, I overcame the urge to 
gag and felt Paul reach the back of my throat. What an 
incredible thrill! "Oh, god, that's good," I heard Paul 
moan. "Suck it, pretty thing, suck it deep."

I wanted him to explode in my mouth. I tongued his big, 
hairy balls and then took him deep again. I could smell 
his sweat, the delicious odor of my man in passion. He 
was close now. I pumped the base of his cock as I 
sucked him.

With a loud roar Paul erupted, and great gobs of his 
man-juice flooded my mouth. I swallowed every drop I 
could, but some trickled down his cock. It dribbled 
onto my hand and onto my feminine watch.

We rested a while in each other's arms, as Paul gently 
fingered my ass. I felt him grow hard against me.

He whispered in my ear, "I've been watching your tight 
ass for weeks, boy. Now I want it." I was a little 
frightened as he positioned me on my back and slid two 
pillow under my hips, but I was too excited to stop 
him.

He unrolled a rubber over his cock and works some lube 
up into my virgin hole, first one finger, then two. I 
pulled my legs up to my chest. He gazed tenderly into 
my eyes as he placed the tip of his cock against my 
butt-hole, and I appreciate both his gentleness and his 
strength.

When he started to push into me I tried to relax. The 
pain, though, was intense and I cried out. "No, I can't 
do this, " I whimpered, "your cock is too big." 

Paul leaned forward to kiss me passionately. To my 
surprise, he penetrated me at the same moment, and I 
shivered with delight when I realized the head of his 
cock was lodged in my back passage. This was real -- I 
was being fucked for the first time, not just dreaming 
about it. The pain changed quickly to heat and a lust I 
never felt before.

"Better now, boy?" he asked softly. I nodded. He 
french-kissed me deeply as he slowly pushed his full 
length into my suddenly-willing fuck-chute.

There was something special about his kisses -- I 
sensed that Paul cared for me. He gazed into my eyes 
and said, "You're not a one-night stand. We're going to 
be together for a long time." His words startled and 
excited me. I wanted more than ever to please him with 
my body.

Paul began to slide in and out, faster and faster. I 
knew now the joy of being well-fucked. I rested my legs 
on Paul's broad shoulders as he buried himself in me. 
We were both bathed in sweat.

My cock was swollen and purple, larger than I had ever 
seen it. Paul wrapped his huge fingers around it and 
pumped me firmly in time to his strokes. I felt dizzy 
with pleasure, filled with the delicious sensation of 
his rock-hard man-meat, on the verge of falling over 
the edge. Sweet Paul gave a final pull on my stiff rod 
and I felt my orgasm churn up from my balls. My cum 
sprayed out over my belly and chest in great white 
gobs. Paul curled down to lick it up, then kissed me to 
share the taste of my jism.

I wanted Paul to cum inside me more than ever now. I 
urged him back into action with my hands. I admired his 
handsome face as he resumed his deep thrusts. Grasping 
his thick forearms, I noticed again the pretty watch. I 
ran it across his hairy chest, the metal band leaving 
little red marks. Then I brushed it against his cheek, 
and he licked it.

"Do you really like my watch?" I murmured coyly. "I'm 
going to wear it whenever I'm with you, whenever you 
fuck me." With that Paul erupted deep in my bowels, and 
I imagined his cum spurting into the rubber, churning 
within me. He sealed our passion with a final lingering 
kiss.

Paul was true to his word. I have moved in with him. We 
have gone through a commitment ceremony and exchanged 
rings. After that Paul stopped using a condom and I had 
the thrill of going bareback with him.

As I sit hear writing this, I am naked, except for my 
watch. Paul wants me now, so I have to go.

END

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It's okay to *READ* stories about unprotected sex with
others outside a monogamous relationship. But it isn't
okay to *HAVE* unprotected sex with people other than
a trusted partner. 4-million people around the world 
contract HIV every year. You only have one body per 
lifetime, so take good care of it!
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