In a previous entry I talked about running into at a birthday party recently. He’s my roomie’s brother. I had avoided him for the past seven or eight years. He was a one night stand that I had blocked from my memory. He was horrible in bed. I wasn’t really broken in when we hooked up and it hurt like hell. He didn’t understand the concept of being gentle.

Four or five years before we had I had a big crush on him. I was fourteen and he was seventeen. He was the first guy I jerked off – well, it was the first time that it wasn’t against my will.

Anyways, I avoided him as much as possible at that birthday party. I had forgotten about him afterwards and didn’t expect to see him again any time soon.

Saturday, my roomie decided to have a little get-together at our apartment and I’ll be damned if Doug didn’t show up.

He started hitting on me immediately, but I quickly shot him down. That didn’t keep him from still trying though. He kept talking about how my hard to get act was really sexy… little did he know it wasn’t an act. I had no intention whatsoever of fucking him.
After my ninth shot of jager, I became more accepting of his advances. I went to the kitchen to refill my chaser and he followed me. Everyone in the apartment knew what was going on and tried to play it off like they weren’t paying attention.

He’s a powerful man and he cornered me. He started kissing me. I tried to push him away, but he was too strong. After a minute or so, I started kissing him back and it was good. He was trying to get me to have sex with him right there, but I wouldn’t. I told him that the last time we had sex was very painful and I didn’t want to do it again. He begged me for another chance and promised that it would be different this time.
I went outside and he followed me again. We started making out and then he slipped his hand up my shorts and got me horny as hell…

We came back into the apartment and went straight to my room. We started kissing again. He began kissing my neck (my biggest turn-on) while he was taking off my clothes. After I was naked he started playing with my nipple rings. After about 10 mins of all that I was horny as hell and wanted to have sex.

He laid me on the bed and then he parted my thighs and began playing with my clit ring, with his tongue. My, my this was starting out great. After he had me dripping wet, he penetrated me with his finger and started massaging my g-spot while he was still licking my clit. Holy shit! I came hard. He kept going and then less than a minute later I came again.

After the second orgasm I wanted to feel him inside me. I pulled him up and guided him into me. He was gentle at first and then increased the speed and depth of his thrust as needed. I exploded into orgasm again. All of that happened in less than half an hour.

When he came, he started eating me out again until I came twice more… I wasn’t sure I could take it anymore. Then we started having sex again. I climaxed again. After that one I needed a break. I was for a cigarette and I needed to use the bathroom.

I got dressed and went to the bathroom. More people had arrived while I was in bed with Doug, one of which was Patrick – another former lover. Damn it all to hell, lol.

Patrick is Doug’s niece’s roommate. I went to the living room and had a few more shots. A few minutes later (after he realized I wasn’t coming back to the bedroom) Doug joined me. He and Patrick exchanged some words and Patrick left shortly afterwards.

About a half hour later I found myself back in my room in Doug’s arms. I dozed off briefly and woke up with him inside me. It felt amazing. My absolute favorite position is spooning, but it’s so intimate I usually only reserve it for guys I care about. It felt so good that I didn’t make him change positions. He got me off a few more times (honestly, by this point I had lost count of how many times).

He would stop having sex with me right before he’d cum and then start going down on me again. He was only concerned with my pleasure… my, my, he had changed a lot over the years. If I had known he had gotten that great in bed I would have jumped his bones as soon as I saw him.

It cycled like that all night long and until noon the next morning. He kissed me goodbye before he left and asked if he could come see me three or four times a week, lol.

He went from being in the bottom three on my list of lovers to the top three. He is absolutely fucking amazing in bed. The only reason he isn’t number one or number two on my list is because I was deeply in with the first two. With all emotion aside, he is definitely the undisputed champion of great lovers.

It’s been three days since this sexcapade and I am still sore. At least it doesn’t hurt to walk or sit down anymore, lol.

On this day..