Crimson Secret

After giving Paul a blowjob, I was a little confused about my sexuality. I considered myself straight and I liked girls, but I really enjoyed sucking Paul's cock.

After coming into my mouth, Paul wanted to start studying again. We didn't speak about what happened. Or rather: I was ashamed of myself for what I had done and I had a thousand regrets.

Had I done the right thing by letting myself go? Probably not, but just the thought of it made me hard as rock again.

It was one thing to play in my room alone with my favorite dildo in my ass, no one would see me and no one would know, but it was another thing entirely to suck my friend's cock.

Now everyone could know I liked cock: I was in a total panic. My mind was spinning like a top and I couldn't find peace.

I had never gone this far with a man except with my imagination.

Luckily, I had classes four days a week and between the train, crowded rooms and having to concentrate on my studies, what I have done seemed a little further away.

After a week I returned to the library where I always went to study when I didn't have class. I hadn't heard from Paul since the afternoon at my house and I was starting to calm down.

I was entering the reading room when I saw him sitting and studying. My heart skipped a beat and my legs turned into jelly. Thankfully, I managed to keep calm and sit on the other side of the room without being seen.

I read the same line for at least an hour. My brain turned into mush.

I was still staring at the same page of the book, hoping the information would magically come to me, when I felt a hand on my shoulder. I turned around, I saw Paul whispering to my hear"Would you like a coffee?"

I went through every color of the rainbow: I turned pale, then bright red like a tomato--how embarrassing.

I couldn't even speak, so I just nodded.

At the café there were some other guys we knew, so we ended up chatting together about this and that. Thank goodness.

I went back to my books and the day continued peacefully.

It was almost seven in the evening, I was tired and was about to go home when Paul approached again: "Do you want to come to my house tonight? I'm home alone, we can watch a film together."

I wasn't sure what to say, so I mumbled, "I can't make it before nine."

Paul replied, "Great, see you later then" and left. I practically ran home. I quickly said hi to my parents and ran to take a shower.

I was ready in no time.

By bicycle, Paul's house was only about ten minutes away.

I locked up my bike and ran up the stairs. Paul opened the door with a beer in his hand. I went in and we started chatting about what movie to watch.

Under the pretext of going to get cigarettes, he took me to his bedroom. On his desk was a box of unopened condoms. I was truly naive, so I didn't pay much attention.

We went out onto the terrace to smoke a couple of cigarettes and drink another couple of beers. Having eaten nothing, I was already a little tipsy.

After our third beer, he hugged me and kissed me on the neck. I didn't resist and enjoyed his attention.

After a while he took my hand and led me to his room, we threw ourselves on his bed and started making out passionately. I felt his cock rubbing against mine. Both of us were hard as a rock and we started grinding against each other.

After what seemed like an eternity, he stopped and took off his shirt. Immediately afterward, he took mine off too and unbuttoned my pants. Somewhat surprisingly, he found no obstacle. I hadn't worn underwear under my jeans, so naughty.

He started to masturbate me quickly, but I stopped him, took off my pants and his too.

We were both naked and we started making out again, sliding our cocks together, which by now were at their peak.

I was enjoying it a lot when he whispered in my ear, "Do you want to fuck?"

At that point I confessed "aside from having used a few vibrators, it's the first time for me."

"Don't worry, I'll take it easy." Then he had me lie on my stomach with a pillow under my groin. Instinctively, I spread my legs wide.

From the bedside table drawer he took out some lubricating gel and smeared my little hole thoroughly.

I immediately felt a finger enter my ass. He pushed it all the way in and left it there for a while. Slowly, he started going in and out. I was enjoying it thoroughly when he also inserted a second finger into my ass. At first it hurt a little, but soon I got used to the intrusion and began moaning with my face against the pillow.

At that point, Paul stood up, opened the box of condoms, and put one on. He got on top of me and whispered in my ear, "Push slowly and relax."

It was then that I felt the tip of his cock against my anus. Or rather, pushing its way into my anus. It felt like a pole had entered me, when in reality only the tip had entered.

The pain was unbearable and made me lose my erection.

Not to Paul, who kept pushing his cock into my insides. It hurt, but I didn't have the will to stop him. I wanted him to continue.

Little by little, it all went in, and I began to relax a bit. The pain was slowly turning into pleasure.

He began a slow in and out that gave me a powerful erection again. It was then that I realized that taking it in the ass wasn't exactly the same as using a dildo. I felt powerless with no control over the situation. I was loving every second of it!

Paul continued to increase the intensity of his thrusts. I didn't even have the courage to speak, I didn't want to stop him in any way. He was opening me up really well.

After what seemed like an eternity, I felt Paul stiffen. He rammed his pole as deep as he could and filled the condom with his sperm.

I then felt his cock go limp and slide out of my anus.

I had definitely lost my anal virginity.