My Fisting Experience!

Fisting. The word alone seems to instantly divide gay men into two camps. Those who do or are interested and those who don't. Some simply aren't interested and leave it at that. But others take a highly negative and critical view of those who do. I'm not sure how or why this attitude came about but I suspect it is due to a view of fisting as inherently linked with an image of big hairy men in leather who swear, curse and spit at each other. Hands are rammed in arses in scenes that are almost bordering on psychotic. I've been fisted many times and none of my experiences fit with those I've seen on screen. This is my story.

Firstly a little about myself. I'm in my early 40s. I'm white, slim build, with a little chest hair which I usually shave off. I work out several times a week, a mixture of cardio and weights. I'm lean but not thin. I have some muscles but no-one would call me muscular. My cock is cut and an average six inches. I'm average height, about 5'7". I have relatively small hands although I didn't see how advantageous that would be if one got into fisting.

I'm not entirely sure how my interest in fisting began. I knew what fisting was, but the one time I had seen it on a video, it seemed so extreme and the actors so unlike myself, that it never seemed an option worth exploring.

When I was in my late 30s, my boyfriend at the time and I enjoyed using dildos. One was at the upper end of the human spectrum but none were outrageously enormous. Given we were both versatile and loved to switch roles, especially with dildos, we always douched as it made for some lengthy and fun sessions.

It all began during one session about five years ago. He'd already fucked me with his 7" uncut dick and I was now fucking Ed with a mid-sized dildo. Ed was also white, and a similar age, but was little taller and stockier. He had a bit of hair on his chest, but nothing extreme. I was lying next to him, facing him, my right hand between his legs and moving the dildo in and out of his arse. We were kissing passionately, our tongues dancing in each other's mouth, as I fucked him.

His arse had really loosened up and he just writhed in ecstasy when I would pull the dildo almost completely out and then push it back in. Sometimes, I would tease his hole with the tip of the dildo, he arse lips almost pouting to get it back in and then, just as suddenly, shove it back in.

After quite a while, I pulled the dildo out and set it aside and gently caressed his hole with my fingers.

"You want me to finger your arse babe?"

"Oh yeah," he replied. "Play with my hole."

I started teasing his hole and his arse with my fingers. This wasn't really unusual either as we'd finger fucked each other many times, although never with more than three fingers.

It's one of the quirks of nature that if you've had your arse stretched and you put something much smaller in, like a finger, the arse forms back around it, but not tightly. The sensations for the guy being fingered are always delightful.

"Oh Jim, that's fantastic," he gasped as my middle finger effortlessly slid in and out of his arse.

I began feeling inside him, enjoying the warmth and softness of his rectum. I quickly found his prostate gland and gave it a good massage. "Oh man, that's so good," he sighed. He was writhing about, enjoying the sensations emanating from his arse. Soon the solitary finger was joined by a second and then a third.

I kept probing his hole with my fingers and he urged me to push harder and faster. I don't know why, but I added in my little finger to the three others already stretching his hole. The addition of the extra finger caused his eyes widen and his head arched back. "Oh, yeah, stretch my hole," he said with a lusty grin on his face.

"You like your hole stretched boy?" I said with a smirk. We'd been together for a while and such silly fantasy talk was common in our sex life.

"Oh yeah, my arse is yours. Give me more."

And more was what he got as I added my thumb to the mix.

"Oh fuck man that's fantastic."

But instead of the vigorous finger fucking of before, I slowed down the pace and just applied more pressure, going a little deeper every time.

Ed was really getting into it. When he urged me to put lube on my hand, and took a couple of good snorts of poppers, I knew we had both crossed the line from finger fucking to fisting.

My hand kept moving in. I had just about reached the widest point when Ed suddenly looked worried.

"Are you ok, babe? Do you want me to stop?"

"I'm not sure. It feels so intense. I'm just not sure it will go."

"Take some really deep hits of the poppers, let go of your dick and just relax."

Neither of us realised it at the time, but that was the key. Because Ed was still stroking his cock, he was unconsciously tightening his hole.

I eased up just slightly, poured heaps more lube on my hand while he took a deep snort in each nostril and let go of his dick. I resumed the pressure and quickly reached the widest point again.

Ed unconsciously started tensing again. When he realised this he relaxed, breathed out slowly and that's when it happened. My hand slid inside. His arse lips were now around my wrist.

I've never seen anyone's eyes go so wide. "Oh fuckin hell Jim, I, I, I don't believe it, you're inside me," he stuttered, overcome with emotion.

He then looked worried. "Oh Jim, I can't take it, you need to pull it out." He was beginning to panic.

"Just relax sweetie, you'll be ok. I'm not going to make any sudden moves."

He calmed down and I began to slowly move my hand inside him, forming a fist. The waves of sensations were soon driving Ed nuts. At times he was almost babbling, he was enjoying himself so much. "Oh, fuckin hell, Ed, seeing your arse stretched around my wrist is so fuckin hot. It's so soft and beautiful inside you."

Having my hand inside him was amazing. I could sense his heart beating and felt his pulse around my wrist. The texture of the lining of his arse, was silky soft. My fingers had never felt anything quite like it before.

His dick, which had gone soft as I initially entered him, was now as hard as wood. He began stroking himself, his head rolling from side to side, as waves of sensations cascaded over this body. It didn't take long before he orgasmed again. "Oh fuck Jim, I'm going to cum," he gasped. "Go for it baby, shoot your load while my hand is up your arse."

Those words pushed him over the edge and he shot line after line of cum over his chest. Jim had never been a strong cummer, usually his cum almost dribbled out of his dick. But this time, he not only kept cumming but the force saw several shots land on his chest and one hit him on the lips, which he eagerly lapped up. "Oh man, oh fuck, oh wow," he cried, almost incomprehensibly.

When he calmed down, he realised my hand was still in his arse and he suddenly looked worried. "Don't worry, honey. Just stay relaxed and I'll slowly pull it out."

Watching his hole stretch again as I pulled out was mind blowing. "Oh man, that's amazing sight seeing your hole stretch." No sooner than it was out than I grabbed my cock and began stroking it, shooting a massive load all over Ed's chest. He greedily scooped it up and ate it all.

Exhausted, I lay down on top of him and we began to passionately kiss again. After a few minutes, I rolled off him and we lay side by side looking at each other. We were both smiling so much.

"I love you so much Jim," Ed said. "It was just so amazing, nothing has made me feel like that before. I can't wait until I get my hand inside your arse."

"Me too," I replied, although secretly I wasn't so sure. My hands were relatively small - Ed's were massive by comparison. It had been an effort to get my hand inside Ed - I couldn't imagine how his hand would ever get inside me.

***

It was mid-afternoon and I working on a boring speech for my boss, a senior cabinet minister. As his senior press secretary, I had the unenviable task of trying to make him sound both interesting and knowledgeable, which was difficult at the best of times. I was about half way through when the phone rang; it was my boyfriend, Ed.

"Hi, sweetie, how's it going?" The sound of his voice immediately perked me up.

"Oh, you know, just the usual. Yet another speech for the minister for silly walks," I joked. "I know Monty Python is meant to be humour, but I everyday I spend in this nut house makes me realise it is actually reality TV."

Ed laughed. "Well it won't be forever and you know it will look great on your CV that you worked for someone so senior in the Government."

"Yeah, well it better. At least, if it doesn't work out, I can get a job as a comedy script writer. Hey, but it's good to hear your voice." I replied.

"Hey, sweetie, are you going to be home on time tonight, because I've got some good news I want to share with you and I want to celebrate."

"What's up?" I asked.

"I'll tell you when you get home. Gotta go, sweetie, my boss needs me. See you soon." Before I could protest or demand to know the answer, he was gone.

I planned to get out the door dead on five, but events conspired against me. Last minute changes were required to another speech the minister was to give that night. I sent an SMS to Ed about 5.30pm, saying I was going to be. In the end, I didn't get home till just after 7pm.

Our house was dark when I got out of the car, apart from a faint glow from within. When I opened the door, I realised that the faint glow was coming strategically placed tea light candles.

I followed the candles which lead through the house to our bedroom. I opened the door and there was Ed lying on his side, naked on the bed, holding a glass of bubbly in his outstretched hand.

He was a beautiful sight, well at least to my eyes. His hair had gone salt and pepper in the last few years but he still had those beautiful blue eyes. He had a somewhat hairier chest than mine (which I usually shaved anyhow) and a bit thicker build than my thinner frame. His uncut cock seven inches when hard was flaccid, the head poking out from under his foreskin as it rested on his thigh.

"What's all this for?" I asked as I took the glass from his hand and sat on the edge of the bed.

"Well you know how I did that big project for the company."

"Yeah, the one that saved them millions and won them a big contract."

"Well the managing director was so pleased, he's given me a promotion and I've been given the vacant manager's position for my unit. It's a massive pay increase, an executive assistant and a company car."

"Oh honey, I am so proud of you. Here's to your promotion" as we toasted his success and drank the bubbly. I put my glass on the night stand and lent over to him kissed him passionately on the lips. He opened his mouth and my tongue darted inside.

I sat up again. "Do you want to go out and celebrate or do you want to..."

"I want to stay here and celebrate with my man" as he raised his glass to my lips. I drank heartily of the sweet alcohol, holding it in my mouth as I returned to his lips and let the bubbly dribble into his mouth.

"Mmm tastes good" as he licked his lips.

I stood up, undressed and returned to the bed where we continued to share the wine, sometimes pouring a small amount on each other and licking it up.

I poured a small amount from the glass on Ed's right nipple and licked it. Ed moaned with delight as played with his nipple, circling around it and then gently biting it. He moaned with delight. I bit harder and he groaned even louder. I then moved to the left nipple and repeated the treatment while I continued to play with his right nipple with my fingers.

My tongue then slid up to the side of his neck, while my fingers continued to tease his nips. Ed's neck, I knew from experience, was one of his sweet spots, and no sooner than my tongue was dancing on the side of his neck, than he was writhing about, sighing and groaning.

"Oh fuck, Jim, you are so fucking hot. You've got me so turned on I...aaahhh."

He couldn't get another word out before I began running my tongue in his ear, licking up the side and digging into his ear drum. The sensation was so intense he turned his head to protect his ear, only exposing the other side of his neck, on which my tongue quickly went to work.

He was gasping when he turned his head to face me and reached up to kiss me, his tongue reaching out to meet mine. We kissed deeply, with Ed gasping every time I gave his nipples a rough tweak.

But I hadn't finished showing what my tongue could do. After a few minutes, I suddenly grabbed both of his arms and pushed them over his head, holding them down.

He tried to resist, but it was only a half-hearted attempt. "Not my arm pits, baby."

"Oh yeah, I want those pits," I replied as my tongue darted into the hair under his left arm.

"No, baby, please don't," he pleaded.

"Oh yeah?" I said mockingly. "You've had a shower and every part of you is as clean as a whistle but for some reason you haven't cleaned under your arms. I think someone is telling fibs."

He just smiled, as my tongue returned to its work. I breathed in the smell of his sweaty armpits and sighed. "Oh boy, you smell like one hot fucking man."

Ed groaned as my tongue slowly moved up and down his left arm pit, down to his delts. I knew from experience that if I moved too quickly, the sensation would become too much to bear, he'd start giggling and the overwhelming feeling that he was being tickled would take over. The key was to keep him just on the cusp and that fine line between pleasure and pain.

To keep up the momentum, I would alternate between the left and the right, driving him crazy. As well, each time, I was moving further down each side to what I knew were his even more sensitive side abdominals. Every time the sensation was getting too much, I would ease off, allowing Ed to relax before I suddenly resumed my tongue work, causing him to gasp with a mix of pleasure and pain.

Ed's uncut cock, which I hadn't touched, was jerking madly every time I licked his side abs causing a pool of precum to collect in his belly button. I darted my tongue in to scoop it out, which caused his head to arch back and to groan so loudly I was grateful we weren't living in an apartment.

My tongue then stretched out and touched the tip of the head of his cock, which was peaking out from his foreskin. At the same time, my right hand began to gently fondle to big balls. He sighed, almost from relief that the assault on his sensitive skin was apparently over.

I grabbed his cock and pulled the foreskin back, exposing the red head. My tongue swabbed the tip, licking up another ball of precum that was forming. Ed groaned loudly as I began to tease his piss slit with my tongue, drilling the tip of my tongue into his cock. I pushed his foreskin back up and began to run my tongue around between his foreskin and his cock head.

Ed was going wild. He grabbed my head and began to push my mouth down on his cock. "Suck my cock, baby, take it all."

And I didn't let him down as I began to take his thick 7 inch cock further and further down my throat, my nose soon buried in his pubes. I continued to suck him long and deep for several minutes until I sensed that he was getting near to blowing his load, so I eased up.

As I carefully stroked his slick cock with my right hand, my tongue continued its travels, swirling around those lovely big balls and heading further south for the main prize Ed's cute pink hole.

No sooner than my tongue began its assault on his hole than I sensed again, by the loud groans, that Ed was getting near to blowing and so I let go of his cock. The groans were replaced by a loud sigh, half relieved, half annoyed that he had been denied an orgasm that was so close.

I moved around to gain better access to his hole, my hands parting his arse cheeks as I began to drill my tongue into his hole, deeper and deeper. "Oh fucking hell, Jim, that feels wonderful."

I decided to up the ante a bit and began running my chin, with its 5 o'clock shadow, up and down his crack. The effect of my unshaven chin on his hole was instantaneous as Ed began tensing and writhing in ecstasy.

"Fuck'n hell Jim, I'm so hot I want you to fuck me now," Ed practically shouted.

I wasn't one to disappoint, I slapped some lube on my cock and rammed it into Ed's hole. His eyes just about popped out of his head, as he screamed, half in pleasure, half in pain as I began to relentless fuck his hole.

I pushed his legs over my shoulders and then raised his back almost vertically off the bed as I lent forward, almost as if I was doing push ups and began to fuck his hole hard and fast. Ed reached for his cock, but I pushed his hand away as I didn't want him to cum just yet.

After several minutes of this I lowered him back to the bed and pulled my cock from his hole. His beautiful hole was almost winking at me. I couldn't help myself and stuck my right hand middle finger into the hilt. I slipped in easily and Ed felt the tingles of delight as his hole closed around my much smaller finger.

I lent forward and kissed Ed deeply as my finger wiggled inside him, caressing his prostate gland. "Oh fuck Jim, that's nice." Then he said the words I was yearning to hear. "You can give me more than that, baby." I smiled and slipped another finger into his hole.

"How much more do you want baby?" I asked, seductively.

"I want it all Jim. Give me all you've got."

"I was hoping you'd say that," I replied as I grabbed the lube and poured heaps more on my fingers and hand. I also reached over and fished the poppers out of the bedside cabinet. I smiled at my lover, "you just might need this too."

I soon had three fingers inside Ed, which I began to slowly move around in a circular motion, opening both his hole and exploring inside his arse. When my little finger joined the party I began to not only turn my hand but also push into Ed's arse.

After our first experience, Ed had learnt to leave his cock alone and he just lay there, relaxing his body, his head propped on a pillow, breathing deeply and smiling at me all the time.

I smiled back and began to insert my thumb. Ed opened the vial of poppers and took a long draw into each nostril. The poppers soon took effect and I felt his arse relax and I began to push even more. Occasionally, I eased off but then pushed back again, going slightly deeper every time.

Ed sensed when I was at the widest point. He took several more deep draws on the poppers and took a deep breath. As he slowed exhaled, my hand slipped into his arse. Unlike the first time I fisted Ed, when he started to panic, this time he knew what to expect. He just sighed deeply, looking almost serene. Again, my hand was greeted by the same warm feeling and amazing texture of the beautifully soft tissue inside my lover.

I let him rest for a few seconds, before I formed a fist and slowly began to rotate it inside him. "Oh wow, Jim, that's amazing, what are you doing?"

"I'm just slowly rotating my fist inside you. Feel good?"

"Oh fucking hell Jim, it feels amazing."

"And how about this?" as I began to slowly move my fist in and out a little, gently fucking him.

"Oh yeah, baby, that's, that's, that's fantastic," he stuttered he was so enjoying himself. I reached up to him and passionately kissed him on the mouth. "I love you so much Jim," he almost sighed. "I love you too Ed."

I kept this slow fucking movement going, but each time began to pull out further, getting closer to the widest point. Ed sensed what I was doing and took another long draw on the poppers.

"Yeah, Jim, that's what I want. Stretch my hole with your fist," he said with his most sluttish voice.

On the next outward movement, I reached the widest point and kept going. With just my fingers in his hole, I pushed back in.

"Fuck Jim. Yeah, fuck my hole."

Not one to turn down a request like that, I repeated the movement, almost pulling out and then pushing back in. Ed was writhing about, loving the sensations that were sweeping over his body. I kept this going and then suddenly I felt his hole tighten around my wrist and Ed exclaimed, "Oh my god, I'm cumming" and without having even touched his cock, it started exploding, shooting copious quantities of cum in all directions. He grabbed his cock and it just seemed to keep on squirting.

This was more than I could handle. I pulled my hand out of Ed's twitching hole and rammed my cock back into his arse. It didn't take long before I began shooting a massive load inside my lover.

When I finally stopped cumming, I pulled out and lay next to Ed, my head on his chest.

"Oh baby, that I was the most mind-blowing experience," I said.

"Well if it was mind-blowing for you. I can tell you I was on another planet it was so fucking fantastic. You really do need to try it," he replied.

"Believe me baby, I want to. But hey, my hands are a lot smaller than yours. I just don't know if I can take one."

He smiled at me. "Trust me Jim, you'll be able to do it. Our relationship has always been give and take. I think it's about time to stopping giving and began to take."

I smiled at Ed and we began to kiss again. "I wouldn't want anyone else but you to open my hole."

***

After opening my boyfriend Ed's hole to the joys of handball, he had tried a couple of times to return the favour. But the combination of Ed's much bigger hand and an element of nervousness on my part meant that just before he reached the widest part, I just had to get him to stop. The sensations were just too intense. I sensed that Ed was a little disappointed although he didn't say anything. Several times, in the days following our last attempt, I found him intently browsing pages on the internet, but when I asked what he was looking at, he said it was nothing much.

I didn't think much more about it until about a week after our last attempt, when I was working away on a press release for the Minister on his latest hopeless initiative to improve public hospitals, when I received a cryptic card in the mail.

The card -- which I assumed was from Ed -- was headed up "pleasure pass" and it promised great pleasure if I agreed to do everything that was asked of me. It said that I was to be home no later than 6pm and I had to go directly to the bathroom, douche thoroughly, have a shower and wait till I was called. It also said that when I was summoned, which would be indicated by a knock on the bathroom door, I had to put on a blind fold that would be left for me. When I was ready, I had to say "I'm ready to be pleasured" out loud and wait to be led. My dick started twitching in anticipation.

The hours seemed to tick by slowly. My dick was leaking so much pre-cum that I had to go to the toilet a couple of times to dry it off, worried that my trousers would get a distinctive wet spot. Dead on 5.30pm, I headed out the door and rushed home following all the instructions to the letter. If Ed was around, he wasn't immediately visible or within ear shot, so I headed to the bathroom and began getting prepared. I douched and had a shower and dried off and then just waited. About 10 minutes after turning off the shower, came a knock on the door. I put the blind fold on a said out loud "I'm ready to be pleasured." The door opened and I heard Ed walk in.

I felt his warm body get close to mine and his lips soon touched mine. His arms encircled me as we kissed deeply. Stepping away he said: "You are so handsome Jim. I love you dearly. Tonight is all about you and giving you pleasure. You need to let go, enjoy yourself and most important of all trust me. Do you trust Jim?"

"Yes, Ed, I trust you more than anyone in the world," I replied

He then led me from the bathroom, but instead of going to our bedroom, he carefully directed me to one of the spare rooms. Entering the bedroom, I could smell the beautiful scent of incense candles. There was soft music playing in the background. He directed me on to the bed and he got me to lie face down. I could tell that I was lying not on sheets, but towels, which from what I could feel, appeared to cover the bed.

I felt something being poured on my back and I realised that it was massage oil. Ed began rubbing in the oil, kneading my muscles. I have a very sensitive back and what to others would just be a pleasurable experience was always highly erotic for me. (When I once went to a professional massage therapist for a sore back, I embarrassed myself mightily when I got a hell of boner.) I groaned from the beautiful sensations all over my back. He then moved to massage my shoulders, arms and legs.

By the time, he started massage my ass cheeks, I had a mighty erection and was leaking copious quantities of pre-cum. He kneaded my backside, moving ever so slowly towards my crack. When one of his fingers rubbed over my hole, I let out massive sigh. His oily fingers began stroking around and over my hole. I arched my arse upwards, urging him to enter me, which he obligingly did. He gently fucked me with a finger, feeling inside my arse, before placing another finger in and began to stretch my hole.

I was groaning even more, urging him to fuck me with him fingers, when he suddenly withdrew them.

"Patience Jim. I'm going to slowly open you up with a dildo or two. They've all been sitting in a bucket of warm water so they're not cold. When you need them, there's a bottle of fresh poppers under the pillow to your right. If you want to, you can get up on your hands and knees or you can stay lying down or get on your back, whatever suits. But promise me that you won't remove the blind fold and you won't touch your cock. Do you agree to that?"

"Yes, baby, I agree. But please, I need my hole stretched."

"Coming right up," he replied as I felt the warm end of our smallest dildo, a basic 6 inch model, touch my hole. I sighed deeply as it slowly and easily entered my hole. Ed gentled fucked me with the dildo for a few minutes, before withdrawing it and replacing it with another. This was a bigger, black 8 inch dildo, which I usually found took a bit of getting used to. But with the massage and previous stretching, it seemed to slip in much easier. "Aaargh, baby, that feels so fine," I cooed as soon Ed began to fuck me with it. He slid it in at various angles, making my hole and insides tingle. I would groan loudly when it grazed my prostate.

"You like that black dildo fucking baby"? Ed asked in a sexy voice.

"Oh yes, that's fucking fantastic. Yeah, fuck me with that fucking big black cock."

"So you want a bigger black dildo up your arse then?"

That took me slightly by surprise. The 8 inch dildo was our largest, so Ed had obviously been shopping.

I felt the 8 inch dildo being removed from my arse and then another touched my hole. I sensed immediately that the head was much bigger and instinctively tensed. Ed noticed and gently cooed in my ear "relax baby, I'm not going to hurt you. Now might be a good time to use those poppers."

I reached under the pillow next to me where, as Ed had promised, the poppers were waiting. I took a sniff in each nostril and as the feeling hit me I relaxed and felt the dildo enter me. I moved myself up on to all fours to give Ed better access. It was definitely much bigger than what I was used to.

"Oh man, how fucking big is that dildo?" I groaned as more of it slowly entered me.

"Don't you worry about its size, baby. Just concentrate on relaxing your hole and enjoying the ride."

Ed was slowly fucking me with the well lubed big dildo, pulling out a bit and then slowly pushing back in a bit deeper. After a few minutes, of this gentle pushing and pulling I felt bang against my balls and I realised that the fake balls of the dildo were touching mine. I reached around to feel it and was amazed to find that my fingers couldn't reach all the way around its girth.

"Feel good baby?" Ed asked.

"Oh fuck, that's amazing. That dong is stretching my hole like never before," I groaned.

"Well I think you're ready," he said and he began to slowly remove the dildo. "Roll over on to your back sweetie and put your legs in the air. "

I thought I knew what was coming next but was surprised when I heard the sound of gangling chains and then felt my feet being placed in leather rings. Still blind folded, I asked what was going on.

"It's just something I put together, so you can rest your legs baby. Now just raise your sweet arse a little bit." With that, I felt a thick pillow being placed under me, pushing my arse away from the bed and exposing my pink hole. "I think it's time we removed the blind fold so you can see what's going on."

I squinted at first as Ed came into focus. I also noticed the chains supporting my legs hanging from two eye bolts in the ceiling. There was also a wooden bar between, ensuring they would stay evening apart. I could also see the dildo Ed had just been using on my hole. It was not that long, but it was mighty thick and black.

What happened next also surprised me. Instead of a wet finger on my arse, I felt as though Ed was putting soft butter on my arse and slowly pushed it inside me.

"What's this?" I asked again.

"Sweetie, water-based lube might have been ok to get your small hand inside me, but if you're going to take my big paw, we need professional lubrication. It's called Boy Butter. It doesn't dry out and it's much, much greasier than water-based lube. I've been doing a bit of research on the internet."

"So that's what you've been looking at on the computer," I said, as I pulled him towards me and we kissed again.

With lots of lube inside my hole, Ed easily pushed in a second and third finger inside me. Ed kept talking to me, telling me how handsome I was and how beautiful my hole looked as he played with it.

I couldn't help but smile, I loved him so much. To the three fingers inside me, he soon added a fourth as he kept up a slow but steady rhythm of circling motions while always pushing slightly deeper.

When he added his thumb to the mix, I took another couple of long draws from the bottle of poppers and felt my arse relax. My body started tingling all over.

But when Ed reached the widest point, I began to tense. "Breath deeply and slowly Jim. Trust me. I will be intense but just let it happen" Ed said softly.

Ed slowed down, occasionally backing off a little, but also slowly edging in a bit deeper.

"Now baby, we're really close. Now I want you to take a really deep draw on the poppers into each nostril and then slowly breathe out."

I opened the poppers and did as Ed said. As the sensation from the poppers washed over me, I slowly breathed out and I felt Ed push even more. The sensation suddenly became more intense than anything I'd ever felt before.

"Ed I don't think I can take it." I was starting to panic.

Ed smiled at me and slightly backed off. "Ok, baby, don't worry, we're almost there. I know it feels intense but when it is inside you, it will be like nothing you have felt before. Remember you did this to me. Just relax and breathe slowly. Take a couple more hits and this time, I want you to push like you're having an almighty big crap. Can you do that for me?"

His soothing voice calmed me and I nodded and did as he said. He eased off for a second as the poppers hit. When he felt me try to take a big dump, he pushed back again. I let out a loud cry as his hand slipped inside of me. "Oh FUCK, I yelled," as the intense sensation disappeared and was followed by an amazing feeling of fullness.

"Oh sweetie, I, I, I, I, don't believe it," I stuttered.

"Believe it baby, my hand is inside you," Ed replied as he grinned from ear to ear. He then took my hand and moved it down to my arse. "Feel that baby, that's your beautiful hole around my wrist. You feel so warm and soft inside, it's so beautiful."

I felt his wrist and my hole and felt so utterly happy. The feelings cascading over my body were fantastic. I shot him the widest smile possible. "Yeah, the man of my life, my beautiful lover, has his hand inside me."

Ed smiled back. "Now baby, I'm going to stroke your prostate. How does that feel?"

"Oh man, Ed, that's amazing." My head rocked from side to side I was enjoying the sensations so much.

"Now I'm going to slowly form a fist inside you. This may be a little intense."

"Aaaargh, that's fucking amazing," I said as my eyes almost popped out of my head.

With that, Ed started vibrating his fist inside my arse. Again, it set off yet another wave of sensations that travelled from my hole to way inside me. "Oh yeah, I love that. I love you fisting my hole," I said with a piggish grin on my face and tone in my voice.

"So the little piggy likes getting fisted now," Ed said back to me with an equally sluttish voice.

Ed then started to fuck my arse, slowly and slightly pulling his hand in and out.

"Yeah, go on, fist my fucking hole," I said after taking another big draw on the poppers.

Ed did just as I asked. Not only did he gradually pick up the pace but he also pulled out more each time. "Yeah, pig boy. Take that fucking enormous fist up your arse. Go on, wank your dick and enjoy the ride," Ed said.

The feeling was out of this world. Wanking my cock, made my hole tighten as I rocked back and forth to meet Ed's thrusts. "Oh fuck," Ed cried. "It's fucking amazing watching you ride my wrist and fist. I can feel your sweet hole squeezing my arm."

When his hand twice went beyond the widest point and back in, the sensations were just too much and I started cumming. For the first time in my life, the first shot hit me on the forehead with the second and third shots landing on my neck. The orgasm seemed to go on and on.

When I calmed down, Ed leaned forward, his fist still buried in my hole and kissed me passionately. "You are one hot fucking lover," he said to me in the sweetest voice.

"And I wouldn't have wanted anyone but you to take my cherry," I replied as we kissed again.

Ed then gently removed his fist from my arse, which plopped out far easier than I expected.

While he cleaned all the Boy Butter from his hand, I noticed then that Ed hadn't cum, but his thick uncut was still standing at attention, drooling pre-cum.

"Ed, I want you to fuck me now."

"Are you sure you're not too sore?" he asked.

"After taking your enormous fist, it will feel like a finger tickling at my hole," I said as I smiled back at him.

Ed then lowered my legs from the supports hanging from the ceiling, and then moved his body over me and effortlessly slid his seven inch cock into my hole. My hole formed around his dick, the sensations for both of us were beautiful.

We both sighed loudly and began to tenderly kiss each other again as he slowly fucked me. After the sweetest of times, in which he slowly worked up to his orgasm, Ed shot load after load of his cum inside me and collapsed on top of me.

"I love you Jim," he said after a few minutes. "I love you too, Ed," I replied. I felt his softening dick slide from my hole as he rolled off. He lay next to me, his right arm over my chest and I drifted off into the most serene and deep sleep I have ever had.

***

It was winter. It was cold. It was wet. And it was Sunday afternoon and, if you could believe it, I was coming home from work.

I've no-one but myself to blame. It was my suggestion that we release the Minister's latest policy initiative on a Sunday. It was a pretty lame initiative to be quite honest -- but Ministers often have lame ideas although he naturally didn't see it that way. The only way I thought we would ever get some traction was to launch it on a quiet weekend, when the media had little else to report. Given the good media turnout at the launch, and the pretty soft questions from the mainly junior reporters working that weekend, it would certainly make news in that night's 6pm news bulletin and Monday morning's papers.

As I pulled into the drive our home, I could see smoke coming from the chimney. Ed had lit the fire and the house would be warm and cosy. I had sent him an SMS message when I left 30 minutes earlier, so he would be expecting me.

I opened the front door and was greeted by a wave of warm air. I called out to Ed, who replied that he was in the kitchen, making some hot chocolate and asked whether I wanted some.

"Yes please, sweetie," I responded and I headed into the lounge where the fire was raging and the stereo was playing softly. I pulled my jacket off, undid by tie, kicked off my shoes and pretty much collapsed onto the couch.

"How was the launch?" Ed asked as he walked in the lounge door, bearing two mugs of hot chocolate. He was wearing a t-shirt and sweat pants that accentuated his sexy body, and cute arse. He placed the mugs on the lounge table and lent down and kissed me gently on the forehead.

"It went well," I replied, "The coverage I heard on the radio was pretty good, so we should get lots of coverage on TV and in the press."

He sat down next to me and we began drinking our hot chocolates. I felt its warmth radiate within me and I sighed.

"Do you want to do anything tonight?" Ed asked.

"I don't think I could handle going out after today. I'd happily stay right here with you sweetie," I replied as I lent over and kissed him gently on the lips -- I could taste the hot chocolate on this lips. "Mmmm, you taste nice," I said, seductively.

Ed took another mouthful of his hot chocolate, but instead of swallowing it, he kissed me back and I felt the warm liquid enter my mouth, followed by his tongue. We alternated like this a couple of more times, before putting the mugs aside and began passionately kissing and caressing each other.

After a few minutes, I asked Ed whether he wanted to go to the bedroom.

"Let's stay here. It's much warmer. I'll go and get a few things. Why don't you get yourself a bit more comfortable, Jim. You might want to douche; I've got a surprise for you and now is as good a time as any to show you."

Intrigued, I got undressed and headed to the bathroom to clean up. The douching hose was already out -- clearly Ed never had any intention of going out tonight and had already got himself prepared. My cock bounced at the thought of what my sexy lover had in store.

Fifteen minutes later, having douched and had a shower, I returned to the lounge. That Ed was lying on the floor on some towels, some pillows under his head, and a big black dildo in his arse was not surprising -- as you know, we love ass play and using dildos on each other.

But what surprised me was that it was a double-ended dildo. Judging by the foot that was pointing out of Ed's arse, I estimated it was about 18 inches long.

"I picked it up a week ago. What do you think Jim?" Ed asked with a sly grin on his face.

"Fucking hell Ed, that's hot," I said as I sat down next to him on the floor. "You've had this monster to yourself for a whole week and didn't share?" I asked in mocked condemnation.

"I wanted to give it a good test run, in case I needed to return it," he laughed.

"Well it looks as though at least one end of it already has a few miles on the clock," I laughed in response as I took hold of the dildo.

My fingers wouldn't stretch around it, it was so thick. I slowly pulled some of it out of Ed's arse, teasing his hole with my fingers. I loved the way the skin around his hole tried to follow the dildo out.

I began pushing it back in and Ed just groaned with pleasure. Each time, it went in a bit further and Ed groaned with delight, especially when I changed the angle of entry or corkscrewed it into his arse. I was amazed that he could take it and take so much of it.

"Ed this is so fucking thick, how the hell am I going to get on the other end?"

"You can do it," he replied. "Remember you took my big fist and that's wider than this. Hop on something smaller to warm up while you play with my hole."

I looked at the dildos Ed had arranged on the floor, and chose a mid-sized dildo, about 8 inches long such a suction cup base and two big balls. I lubed it up and slowly sat down on it, gasping as it entered me. I raised myself up and down on it a few times, enjoying the feeling of it stretching my hole and rubbing against my prostate.

"Hey, don't forget about me," Ed said. I'd momentarily stopped fucking him with the double ender as I got used to the dildo up my arse. I began to fuck him again as I raised and lowered myself on the dildo up my arse -- we were soon moving in beautiful synchronised motion.

Ed was soon taking more of the double ender and was close to approaching the half-way point -- I could sense that it was starting to push open his inner hole, when he called for a breather.

"Hey, Jim, why don't you come around here and give me control of that dildo up your sweet arse."

So I stood up and straddled Ed on all fours, with my arse facing his face. It was a great change of perspective. Not only could Ed control the dildo going into my arse, but I could now either suck on his cock or push the massive dildo in and out of his rear.

I'll admit I loved Ed's cock - seven inches long, uncut and thick. I loved peeling back the foreskin and licking the glistening red head or pushing the foreskin forward and running my tongue around inside the hood. I was soon sucking the big tool to the base, his pubes tickling my nose.

Behind me, Ed was getting more aggressive with the dildo, often pulling it completely out before shoving it back into my hole. The sensation was so amazing, I had to stop sucking his cock. Ed was loving it too.

"Oh Jim, you're hole looks so fucking fantastic. I'd swear it's winking at me. But I think you're ready for something bigger."

He pulled the dildo out and grabbed a much bigger one -- the same one he used the night he first put his fist inside me. "You might want to use some poppers," Ed said, pointing to the nearby bottle, "And give me some while you're at it."

We both took a good draw and as Ed pushed the big dildo into my arse, I resumed the action on his hole with the double ender. We both groaned with pleasure as we continued the assault on each other's arse.

After what seemed an eternity of pleasure, I decided it was now or never to tackle the double ender. "Ed, I think I'm open enough to the take the double ender."

I gingerly stood up and the dildo left my arse with a plop sound. Ed chucked: "Oh, you're open alright sweetie, I could almost see your tonsils."

I laughed and then I turned around, lent down and kissed him. "I love you so much Ed."

He smiled. "I love you too sweetie, but right now I want to see you ride the other end of that dildo."

"Your wish is my command," I responded as I lay down, with my arse facing his. I propped a pillow under my head and took another draw on the poppers. Ed took hold of his end of the dildo, if only to stop it driving even deeper into his hot hole as I began to push the other end of the dildo into my rear.

I was glad I had warmed up on the other dildos, as it was much easier than I had anticipated taking the first few inches. I quickly grew accustomed to the invader in my backside and quickly had six inches inside me before I felt it run into the other end of my rectum.

"Feel good, sweetie?" Ed asked.

"Fucking fantastic," I replied as both gently began to push against each other, Ed having pulled off the dildo a little to give himself room to manoeuvre. Each time Ed pushed back at me, I could feel the head of the dildo nudging my inner hole, opening it up and pushing it into virgin territory.

After a few minutes, I felt it was time for a change of pace. "Let's roll over and get on all fours," I suggested.

We both gingerly mauoeuvred ourselves -- it is not that easy moving with a dildo in your arse that is connected to another. But we were soon in position and resumed our fucking motion, the big cock sliding in and out of our holes as we moved closer together. At one point, I took a big draw on the poppers and really pushed myself towards Ed.

We both let out an almost simultaneous "Fuck!" as the dildo penetrated both our inner holes at the same time.

"Are you ok, Ed?" I asked, concerned that I might have hurt him.

"I'm fine. That was awesome. Keep pushing, but let me have some poppers too."

I took another draw and passed the vial to Ed who did the same and we soon began riding the dildo again. We were both getting off on fucking our inner holes, taking the dildo deeper inside each other.

After a few minutes, I suddenly felt I could go no further -- my arse had met Ed's backside. Our holes were almost touching. I'm pretty sure there was more of the dildo in Ed than me, but I suddenly shuddered, the whole of my body began tingling.

"O, o, o, oh, wow," I stuttered as waves of sensation went over my body.

"You ok Jim?" Ed asked.

"Oh yeah," I panted in reply as I calmed down. "I think I had an all over body orgasm. My body just felt as amazing. I was tingling all over."

"Man alive, that's fantastic. How about we really fuck?"

"Oh yeah, that's what I need," I said.

We resumed our fucking motion, but now each time our rears were hitting each other. My body soon went into orgasm again and this time, I began cumming as well, my six inch cut cock shooting wads of cum onto the towels beneath me. Ed slowed down before stopping, sensing that my body -- and my hole -- had had enough. He slowly removed the dildo from my arse, before taking it from his.

He swiveled around and kissed me as I lay on the towels, as I came down from an amazing high.

"You were amazing Jim," he said.

"And so were you Ed. You're the hottest man alive," I said, "But you haven't cum."

"I'll be alright," he said.

"No, no," I said. "What's good for the goose is good for the gander. I think you're arse could do with a bit more stretching."

I winked at him and Ed quickly picked up on what I was suggesting and pulled the tub of Boy Butter over. He began greasing up my fingers and hand before lying back down. He put a towel over some of the pillows and placed them under his lower back, to give his arse greater elevation.

I put some more Boy Butter on my hand, and pushed it into Ed's hole and used a finger to work it in. I could feel that after the dildo action he was quite loose, but I went carefully, knowing that his arse had already taken a beating.

Soon I had two, then three fingers inside Ed. He loved the feeling and urged me to put more in. Not one to disappoint, I added the small finger and thumb and began pushing. Ed sensed when I was getting near the widest point and took a draw on the poppers. More easily than ever before, my hand slipped into his arse, with Ed letting out a sigh full of both pleasure and relief.

I gently moved my hand around inside him, feeling the beautiful texture and tenderness of the folds inside his arse. Each movement caused him to groan, especially when I rubbed his prostate.

I then began to gently fuck Ed's arse, pulling my hand out towards the widest point before letting it slip back in. This was clearly what Ed needed. "Oh yeah, Jim, fuck my hole with your hand, fuck me deep."

And I did just that. Each time I slipped back into his arse, I moved just a little deeper. Soon my fingers were finding his inner hole and I had to put more Boy Butter on my arm as my wrist was now well within him.

I moved slowly but intently. Ed just loved the feeling, groaning with pleasure as I moved deeper and deeper inside him. So not only had my small hands been a bonus to fisting, but I found my relatively small arms were an added plus as well.

When my hand moved through his inner hole, Ed started babbling and stuttering with joy. "Oh, oh, oh, Jim, that's j-j-just ffffucking amazing. How deep are you?"

"You won't believe this sweetie, but you're almost at my elbow. It's so amazing; I can feel your heart beating."

I slowly resumed a gentle fucking motion, deep inside my lover's body. He began wanking his cock and it didn't take long before it erupted, with spurt after spurt of cum shooting from his thick cock. I could feel his hole gripping my lower arm. When Ed calmed down, I slowly removed my arm from him, my hand easily plopping from his hole.

I was about to wipe my arm with a towel when Ed spoke urgently: "Let me see it. Let me see how far the most beautiful and sexy man in the world put his hand up my arse."

I held up my arm -- the ring of Boy Butter was nearly at my elbow. Ed smiled and after I removed the grease, I lay down next to him. We both began gently kissing and caressing each other, dozing in each other's arms as the fire kept us warm.