chapter 5

I sat next to him on the couch. He was a lot bigger than I was. I'd guess he was about 240 pounds. I wasn't even 120 pounds soaking wet and a little bit taller than 5'4".

He was so gorgeous. I liked his silence. I liked that we were just sitting together. Being with him calmed me.

I felt my hand on his bloated middle, as if it was automatically drawn to it. He gave me a nervous half-smile. I had no idea what I was doing. He kissed me. I felt his soft lips press against my own, his weight pushing me back.

His powerful, large hands fumbled with the buttons on my brown shirt. He touched my chest with his warm hands and I felt my nipples stand at attention. Those hands...they were finally rubbing my body. Thank goodness my mom was away on business.

Were we going to have sex? I must've been radiating complete anxiety. I couldn't have been anymore of a virgin.

It felt like his hands could wrap around me by themselves. He pulled opened the button on my cargo pants and pulled down my underwear as well. I was scared, not of him, but of doing something I could, and most likely would, suck at.

I was naked and a bit bashful. Nobody had seen me...naked. He touched my penis. I let him touch my penis and it felt good. His half-smile was gone. He was just as unsure, yet aroused as I was.

I pulled his long sleeved t-shirt over his head and saw his muscular arms. They were huge. I noticed his meaty pecs and touched them as we kissed again.

He wore his pants below his belly because of the way it curved outward. I noticed a blush, deep red, rested upon his cheeks. It really did make him even sexier.

He stood up and pulled down his own pants and boxer briefs. His enormous thighs held up an impressive butt and I found my eyes focusing on his member.

I had never seen a penis, beside my own and what I saw on the internet. It seemed big. I wanted to touch it. I wanted him to touch my penis again. I had a really stiff erection, stiffer now that he was undressed. His was just as hard. He put on a condom that he grabbed from his wallet.

He picked me up and positioned himself behind me. Like really picked me up, like a giant or something. It was really hot, being handled like that.

Him being inside of me didn't hurt, it was just uncomfortable. I wanted to cry, because it felt really, really good, but I didn't. I must have made a lot of noise, but he was really quiet as he usually was.

After the initial uncomfortable feeling subsided I felt everything. The way his gut hit my back and the way he thrust his hips and him going in and out. I felt how great it felt. It was absolutely the best feeling I had ever had.

I came the most I think I ever have in my entire life. Masturbation had nothing on actual sex. I felt him finish. He gave a little whimper and then we just were standing together.

We got dressed without talking. I wanted to do that again. I really did.

He left.