I met Carl on a gay dating site about a year ago. He was around 30, and I was in my 40s. I was quite a manly man, a former footballer from Greece, while Carl was a small, thin, but well-shaped Filipino boy.
I met Carl on a gay dating site about a year ago. He was around 30, and I was in my 40s. I was quite a manly man, a former footballer from Greece, while Carl was a small, thin, but well-shaped Filipino boy.
We exchanged phone numbers to keep in touch, and over time we grew fond of each other and started to care deeply. We often sexted, had video sex, or simply talked about life in general. Carl was a complete virgin, with no experience at all—not even a kiss with a girl or a man. On the other hand, I had plenty of experience with straight sex, including long-term relationships and many lovers. The only thing we had in common in this situation was that we were both bi-curious.
I had these fantasies from a very young age but never dared to try them. Carl was very shy in general. I had only made out with another man once before, but since he was mostly into feet, nothing much happened.
After a year of talking and making plans, we finally decided to close the distance between us and meet in Thailand. From the day we booked our flights and hotel, I became more excited than ever. It felt like I was in love with this boy without even having met him. Soon, though, I would finally have that chance.
We were about to meet at the airport and then travel together to our hotel. Since he arrived earlier, he held a piece of paper with my name on it. From the photo he had sent me when he arrived, I knew what he was wearing, so I spotted him as I walked out of the final gate. There he was—my cute boy, even shorter in person than I had imagined, but with an unbelievably warm and radiant smile. His skin wasn't very dark; it was more fair than tan.
I walked up to him after we smiled at each other. Since we were both nervous about meeting for the first time, we shared a warm but brief hug before moving on to find our driver.
In the taxi, we both sat in the back and behaved carefully so we wouldn't give the driver the wrong impression. When he asked what had brought us there, I answered as if I had been expecting the question. I told him it was a business trip and that we worked for a forex company.
When we arrived at our beach hotel, we checked into our suite with its large double bed and carried our bags to the room.
We hadn't talked much since meeting in person. Carl was obviously shyer and more nervous than I was, but he seemed happy to meet me and not disappointed at all with the man who was about to sleep with him for the first time in his life.
As he placed his bag on the chair, I decided to break the ice. I walked up behind him and wrapped my arms around him gently, resting my head on his shoulder. He didn't react because he didn't know what was right or wrong. He simply let himself relax into my embrace.
A moment later, he felt someone's lips on his body for the very first time. I began kissing and gently licking his beautiful neck while my hands explored his body. His hands slowly rubbed against mine, as if silently giving me permission to continue.
One of my hands slipped under his T-shirt, caressing his firm body, while the other stroked his hair, gently turning his head toward me until our lips met.
Our first kiss was long and passionate. Our eyes opened and closed as our tongues explored each other's mouths.
My cock was harder than ever before, pressing against Carl's tight ass, and I couldn't help wondering if he was just as excited as I was.
I unbuttoned the top button of his shorts and slowly pulled down the zipper. My hand gently stroked his semi-hard cock through his underwear, feeling it become harder beneath my touch.
The bed was only a few steps away, so I gently guided him toward it and eased him down onto the mattress.
I took off my T-shirt while he watched me with a mixture of desire and nervousness. Then I helped him remove his T-shirt as well.
I could tell he wasn't completely ready for what was coming, but he was too shy to stop me. I lay my body over his, covering his smaller frame with mine.
My hairy chest pressed against his smooth one as I continued kissing him passionately.
His movements were minimal as he surrendered to my experienced hands, letting me take the lead. I gently took his hands and placed them above his head, silently showing him who was in control. As I looked into his beautiful, sweet face, I began kissing his neck. I kissed his smooth chest, his sweaty hairy armpits, and gently sucked on his nipples as I slowly moved down over his perfectly shaped abs. His little cock was already hard inside his shorts, the small bulge impossible to miss.
I began teasing him through his underwear, and the first soft moans escaped from his lips. His voice was gentle and thin, almost like a girl's. I suddenly pulled down his underwear, and finally his hard cock was right in front of me. The smell of his arousal, mixed with the sweat from spending the whole day travelling through airports, drove me crazy. It was the first time I was about to suck a cock, and my childhood fantasy was finally becoming reality.
His cock wasn't big, but the head was quite thick, like a mushroom. I started slowly, following my instincts, and it felt incredible. I loved the taste of him and the feeling of having my mouth completely full of him. I took him in as deeply as I could, licking him from top to bottom. His soft, girlish moans made me look into his eyes as I gave him the first oral sex of his life. He looked back at me with desire, smiling warmly as he gently stroked my hair.
I started licking his hairy balls and gently pulled him until his ass was at the edge of the bed. I got down on my knees on the floor and guided his legs back, letting him hold them himself so his hole was fully stretched and exposed. Even though he willingly submitted to me, his body language couldn't completely hide the nervousness of what was coming next.
His hole was slightly hairy, but that didn't stop me from giving him his first rimming. My tongue tried to reach as deep inside him as possible while my hand slowly stroked his hard cock. I made him so wet and relaxed that my finger could finally make its slow entrance inside him. I started moving my index finger deeper and deeper before lowering my head to reach his cock again. My mouth had only been away from him for a few minutes, but it already felt like something was missing.
The feeling was incredible, and judging by his moans, I knew he felt the same. My sweet boy, with my finger buried inside him while I sucked his cock, was getting closer and closer to his first orgasm. He tried to stop himself because he didn't want to finish in my mouth, but nothing would have made me happier than having my favorite boy climax there. I quietly let him know that it was exactly what I wanted.
When I felt his body begin to shake and heard his thin voice warning me, "I'm cuming," ” and his thick warm sour cum , in my mouth ..was so much that I let some slide out as I was jerking in front of face .. I watch him as I swallow his love juice take my finger out his ass .. and try to reach his face to kiss him and share his cum with him .His orgasm had been so intense that I simply held him against my strong chest, gently stroking his hair while one of his legs rested between mine.
Our eyes were closed, but our hearts were beating like crazy. My sweet Pinoy hugged my chest and started rubbing it gently. He stroked my chest hair and played with my nipples, trying to make them hard. I put both my hands behind my head, letting him know that he could take the lead.
His first sexual act was licking my nipples, then my neck, my entire chest, and, of course, his favorite kink—my sweaty armpits. I closed my eyes and enjoyed every one of his kisses. As he moved lower, I reached down to stroke his hair, letting him know he was on the right path.
He started sucking me through my underwear, which was already soaked with precum and smelled strongly of arousal. My moans grew heavier as he slowly pulled my underwear off. Of course, my cock was much bigger than his. He took it into his hand and started licking it. You could see how focused he was as he explored his first experience and how eager he was to pleasure his man.
Lasting had never been my forte, so I gently held his head, trying to guide him into the rhythm that felt best for me. I asked him, "Do you like this, baby? Do you like sucking cocks?" His mouth was too full to answer, but he nodded twice to show me that he did.
I was so close to cuming that I asked him if he wanted me to finish in his mouth. He quietly replied, "Yes, Sir, please." My legs stretched out as I held his head firmly while I reached my climax. Even though he choked a little, he took it all and continued licking until every last drop was gone.
I pulled him into my arms so I could taste myself too as we kissed passionately, wanting to show my appreciation and satisfaction. We stayed in bed, naked under the air conditioning, holding each other until we finally decided to take our first shower together.
As we already naked we entry in the shower and I couldn’t stop staring his perfect right little ass
We were both still sweaty, and I couldn't resist kissing his body before the water washed everything away. I gently pushed him against the shower wall, kissing his neck and back while softly nibbling his ears, touching him everywhere as though I could never get enough of him.
I turned him around and gently pulled my head closer so he could kiss me. We made out passionately while holding each other's ass. Then I lowered him by his shoulders until he was on his knees in front of me.
"I want to pee on you."
Without any hesitation, my boy replied, "Do it, Sir."
I placed my cock across his face before beginning to pee on him. My submissive Asian boy opened his mouth to receive my golden shower. I pee all over him. It was the first time I had ever done that to anyone, but there was something incredibly exciting about taking such a dominant role with him.
When I finished, I turned on the water, and we rinsed ourselves clean. We both grabbed some body wash and slowly washed each other. I carefully soaped his body, including his ass, and asked him to do the same for me.
Standing face to face, I wrapped my hand around both our cocks, the difference in size between them impossible to ignore. I slowly stroked us both together. Before either of us got too close to climaxing, I gently turned him back toward the wall. I bent him forward slightly and began touching him with my fingers while one side of his face rested against the tiles. His moans, caught somewhere between pain and pleasure, were the sexiest sounds I had ever heard.
The soap made everything easier, and I could tell he was enjoying himself, even though his cock wasn't fully hard. I asked him to stay still for a moment while I walked over to my bag. I returned with a small dildo shaped like my own cock and a bottle of lubricant. After applying plenty of lube, I slowly began easing it inside him.
Standing beside him, I continued using the dildo while whispering dirty words into his ear, becoming more excited with every moment.
"Are you ready to give me your manhood?"
"You'll become my bitch."
"Are you ready to get fucked?"
"You'll give me your virginity like a good boy."
The only words he answered with were, "Yes, Sir."
My cock was so hard for him. I had wanted and dreamed of this moment ever since the minute I met him. I put on a condom and applied plenty of lubricant. His hands were pressed against the wall, his head resting on it, leaving his perfect ass exposed to me. In front of me stood a slim, fit, smooth Asian boy, sweet like no one else.
I wanted to make love to him and treat him like my lover, but at the same time I wanted to dominate him, insult him, strip away his self-respect, make him my boy toy, make him feel like a girl. Carefully, I rubbed the head of my cock against his virgin hole before slowly beginning to push inside. His moans made me even harder. Little by little, I entered him, hearing the pain in his voice. I stopped and asked if he was okay.
"Yes, Sir... fuck me. I'm yours."
I held him by his waist and made him mine.
Every time I slid deeper inside him, I could feel the mixture of pain and pleasure. His eyes were wet, but his body language welcomed my gentle thrusts. His posture became more feminine, and in that moment he seemed to surrender completely to me. I had been with many beautiful women before, but nothing had ever felt as right as what I was feeling inside him. I didn't want it to end. I didn't want to finish. I couldn't resist any longer as I went deeper and deeper.
My movements became rougher. In my mind, he was no longer just my sweet lover—he was my bitch. I had met him as a man, but now, in my thoughts, nothing about him reminded me of one anymore, not even his small cock. Taking his virginity felt, in that moment, like taking away his dignity. At least, that was what was going through my head as I reached my deepest point.
I stayed there for a moment as he almost screamed. I leaned my body against his, our sweat becoming one. I loved his scent. My big hands wrapped around his delicate body as I leaned forward, trying to kiss him.
"You feel good, baby?"
"Yes, Sir... fuck me hard"
As much as I tried to last longer, I could feel my final release approaching. I pulled back slightly, gave him two or three playful spanks, then pushed deep inside him once more. I could see the print of my hand on his tight, pale ass as I reached my climax inside the condom. My poor baby was about to lose his balance, but I caught him immediately, wrapped my arms around him, and held him tightly against me.
I took off the condom and threw it into a corner of the bathroom. Then I turned the water on and gently pushed him against the wall, kissing him passionately. I kissed his neck, his chest, and slowly moved down to him. He grabbed my hair tightly and began guiding my head with growing confidence. I enjoyed seeing this more dominant, manly side of him. I wanted to please him and let him explore everything with me. There was still so much ahead of us.
I looked into his eyes as his movements became rougher. He knew exactly what he wanted. It was as if he wanted to take back his confidence and dominate the man who had just dominated him. He pulled himself away from my mouth for a moment and playfully slapped my face with his cock before rubbing the wet head against my cheek and guiding me back to him again.
He grew bolder, teasing me with words like, "Suck me, bitch," and, "You're a faggot too." I enjoyed hearing his insults, knowing they were part of the moment we were sharing. Without any warning, he reached his climax while holding my hair tightly so I wouldn't pull away.
"Swallow everything like the good bitch you are."
I obeyed, and in that moment I fell a little more in love with him.