I wasn't sure I'd heard him right - he wanted ME to fuck HIM??? Even my fantasies didn't stretch this far....

Tay squeezed my fingers out of his arse hole, turned round and kissed me deeply on the lips, gradually moving us under the powerful stream of water. My boner felt so hard I thought it was going to break off! Once we'd got rid of all of the soap, Tay took me by the hand led me through to the master bedroom (complete with four-poster bed, of course) and lay down.

"Er, Taylor? I ... I've never done anything like this, you know ... "

"Me neither - but it'll be fun learning together."

So saying, Tay rolled over onto his stomach and pulled his nap-sack from under the bed. He rummaged around for a moment and produced a large tube of KY jelly.

"C'mere," he said, holding his arms out to me. I climbed onto the bed and gently lay down on top of him, his boner pressing wonderfully into the bottom of my balls. Just that nearly sent me over the edge - I couldn't believe how turned on I was. "I want you to rim me, OK? It'll feel good and help things along a bit." I was't about to argue!

I lifted my weight off him to allow him to tun over. Tay grabbed a pillow from the top of the bed and placed it under hus hips as I moved a bit further down the bed. Infront of me had to be one ot the best sights I'd ever seen in my entire life - and I moved in closr to get a better look! I gently pulled Tay's cheeks apart to reveal his freshly washed rosebud.

I took a deep breath and made a long lick right from the base of his balls all the way to the top of his crack, provoking a low moan from Tay. Spurred on by this, I moved my tongue back down again and started licking over the top of his rosebud and gradually started trying to press inside. After a little perseverence, it seemed to 'give way' to my tongue and a started probing inside. All I could taste was a feint hint of soap, but the things that surprised me the most was how warm it was and how powerful his sphincter muscle was. As I continued, Tay started wiggling his arse around, almost as if to try and get more of my tongue into him.

After a good ten minutes of this, I felt Tay moving underneath me. I pulled my tongue out so I could see what was going on and saw him reaching for the KY. He opened the tube and motioned for me to come closer. He ran his hand down the lenght of my dick and cupped my balls, squeezing them gently, causing me to moan involuntarily. He then stuck out his tongue and began licking my dick from base to tip like an ice cream cone. He then pulled my foreskin back and very gently put the tip of my dick in his mouth and sucked gently, continually running his tongue round the ridge of the head, and occasionally probing at the piss slit.

I warned Tay that if he kept this up I'd cum before I could do anything else. Reluctantly he pulled off my dick. "You taste great, Dean," and with that, squeezed a large bead of KY from the base of my cock to the piss slit, and gently rubbed it round. He then handed me the tube and told me to do the same to his arse. I moved back down the bed and squeezed a liberal amount of the goo straight into his rosebud, and put a little on the end of my finger. I slowly pushed in and before I knew it my finger was totally buried in Tay's backside again. Then two, then three, all the way to the second knuckle. Tay's breathing had speeded up somewhat and he seemed slightly tense, so I just kept my fingers in there for a while so he could get used to it.

After a couple of minutes, Tay told me to go for it. I straddled him and aimed my slick erection at his rose while Tay held his cheeks apart. I felt the tip of my dick make contact with his ring and so I pushed gently forward. It didn't take a lot of pressure thanks to the KY and me fingering him beforehand, I suppose, but he clamped down hard on my dickhead with his butt as soon as I had entered him, almost making me cum. I had to pause for a moment before gradually applying pressure again and continuing my entry. "If it hurts, Tay, tell me, yeah? The last thing I wanna do his hurt you.."

"You're OK at the moment man - just go slow...."

Inch by inch I gradually worked my way into Taylor Hanson's backside and after a couple of minutes, felt my pubes against his back. I lowered my weight onto him again and rested my head by his, kissing him on the neck. I wrapped my arms under his and slowly began to move my dick in and out of his arse.


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