Anal Across America

The first guy’s ass I ever fucked was so tight I wasn’t sure I’d ever get my cock inside it. And then once I was in, I wasn’t sure that I’d ever get back out. It felt damn good though. We were doing it from behind, with him on his hands and knees, me kneeling behind him. I had made sure his asshole was good and lubed, and he had greased up my cock, but it was still so tight. It felt great, though. I fucked with short strokes since I couldn’t get in and out too easily, until I came inside that hot tight tunnel. He had been jerking himself off while I fucked his ass and we came at pretty much the same time.

That was California. A few months later I got transferred to the Midwest. I didn’t think I’d find anyone who would suck my cock there, let alone let me fuck his ass, but I had some pleasant surprises. I was out in some serious farmland, driving around. It gets pitch black at night there without the city lights, and I could hardly see. My buddy told me to pull over, so I did, right next to a cornfield. The next thing I know, he’s got my pants around my ankles and he’s blowing me like you wouldn’t believe. Not that I minded at all, but what I really wanted was a piece of that farmboy ass.

We got out and headed into the rows of corn. He bent over, holding onto a strong stalk for support as I fed my aching hard-on, still slippery with his spit, into his tight bunghole. Well you can imagine he started groaning as I inched my way in there. After a few strokes he loosened up and he started fucking back against me, screwing his ass on my hard pole. He came first, shooting his load all over the corn stalks, and then I bucked and pressed hard inside him as I spewed my cum inside and then all over his ass.

I didn’t mind cornholing in the cornfields at all, but after a while I got to missing being in a city, so I moved to New York. Now that’s the place to be. I hadn’t seen that much action in a long time, not just sex, but overall craziness. I liked to go out clubbing, places where I knew there would be lots of cock-craving guys, and every night I had my pick of the men there. I’m not ashamed to say that I have a bigger than average prick, and I always make sure to wear tight pants to show it off.

Guys would dance with me and rub up against my cock, or just cup it as they walked by, it was wild. By the end of the night I would have a raging hard-on. Anyone who wasn’t into anal, I just passed them by. I got to be pretty good friends with one guy and we decided to go home together one night. As soon as he took off his pants I knew I had made the right choice. His cock was just as long as mine and probably a little bit wider around. We lay together on his bed, kissing and rubbing our cocks together. It was great to feel another cock as big as mine rubbing against my shaft. He was oozing pre-cum like you wouldn’t believe, which lubricated our dicks as we humped each other.

“I want to fuck your ass,” I said, so he pulled up his legs, exposing his asshole to me. I got down there and licked it until it was nice and wet, and then I pushed my big log up his asshole. It was a new experience doing it face-to-face, and I soon found I liked it. I reached down and stroked his dick and floppy balls as I fucked. When he came, I just caught his spunk in my hand and rubbed it all over my dick, making it even wetter.

“Come in my mouth,” he said. I pulled out and climbed up to his chest, aiming my dick at his face. He slurped it until he came, swallowing my cum and grinning at me.

Yeah, I’ve done anal all the way across America, but I think I’ll stay here for a while.