Early last week Caiden called me and asked if I wanted to spend the night at his.  His parents would be out of town for the entire weekend, and siblings were spending the weekends at their friends house, which left him home alone.  It had been a few weeks since we properly had sex, so I said sure.  Since Danny and I split, I had been going from house to house staying with friends male and female for as long as I could.  The opportunity to spend a night with Caiden was welcome news.

In the past I've mentioned we lived in a small town, which is true.  However, the small town we live in is ten minutes away from one of the largest cities in the state.  Not to mention, there is a major university and several small colleges around.  I don't live in as sheltered of a community nor as far away from the big city as I lead on, however it is still a small town with a small town feel and a small town attitude.  Strangely so.

Friday night I was at a friends party when I got a call from Danny.  Danny wanted to know if I wanted to spend the night at his.  He wasn't offering me a bed to sleep in, he was offering his bed to sleep in.  His frustration came through the phone.  He'd later tell me about this twink he'd been working on over the past few weeks and how things weren't working out the way he had expected.  Danny never had to deal with someone inexperienced, I came well versed, even prepared.  Kyle's ass may have seen a finger or two, maybe even a vibrator or dong, possibly even an actual cock, but he'd never seen anything the likes of Danny.    Danny isn't for someone who thinks they're a size queen.  He's not for someone who thinks he's hot and wants to do him.  You have to be prepared for Danny, otherwise you're going to be in pain and neither you won't end up having good sex or any at all.  Other than this noob Kyle, I was the only other person Danny had ever been with.  I was familiar and welcomed territory.  I phoned Caiden, and let him know I had a friend I needed to help out so I wouldn't be able to be there later that night, so we made plans for Saturday.

I went to the house Danny and I rented, he was there expecting me.  As I walked up to the old wooden home, he was there in the doorway.  The porch light illuminated him from the front while the light in the living room illuminated him from behind.  There was a chill in the air, but he stood there in a tight, white tank top and pj bottoms.  His ripped arms flowed from his chest barely contained by his tank.  He looked good.  As I approached we exchanged our greetings, and as I made my way up the steps onto the porch I could see his bulge growing impressively.

Instinctively my hand groped his package, his cock was impressively hard for something so simple as me walking up but with a smile I walked past him, his hand groping my ass.  It was an all too familiar greeting for us.  Nothing was said that would right any wrongs committed in the past, this wasn't about that.  Danny was horny as hell.  He turned up the charm and romance to 11, in a way it was funny but in a way it was rather cute cause he was trying really hard to make sure he was getting some.

We had made our way up the stairs to the bedroom.  I threw off my jacket, and as I turned around Danny was there.  His hands, cold from the late night chill, slid under then lifted up my shirt.  He closed in, and we began kissing.  Instinctively my arms wrapped around his neck as his arms wrapped around my waist.  Our tongues wrestled in each other's mouths as his hands found their way to my ass.  Through my jeans he squeeze and drew me up tight against his cock.  Not since our first time had I remembered his cock being this hard. 

I let go of his kiss, sucking on his lower lip as I dropped down to my knees.  At the same time, my hands went from his neck to his waist, grabbing and pulling down his pj bottoms as I went down.  With me out of the picture, he'd let his grooming go by the wayside.  The once well quaffed bush was now a tangled mess of pubic hair.  It didn't matter, I had bigger things to concern myself with.

The precum it seems had been streaming out of his cock since I walked into the house.  The foreskin was drenched and dripping in it, and neither were the floor or his pjs spared of it.  With his cock in hand, I lifted it up and sucked the precum from his cock.  He tasted as good as always.  After cleaning the precum from his cock, I stuck my tongue between his head and foreskin, circling around from side to side, then I pulled his foreskin back and drew his cock deeper into my mouth.

We hadn't really gotten started before Danny pushed my head off his cock.  It seemed, as good this was, he wanted to fuck me.  I got up, undid my pants, pulled down my underwear, and got into bed.  Danny had removed his top while I was working his cock, so he followed me right behind into bed.  He wanted to take me from the front, so I got on my back again with my legs to the side.  Danny had a new addition, a large bottle of lube, I suppose to help with Kyle, nevertheless he shot a few squirts of lube into his hand and lubed my ass and his cock.

It had been a while since I had felt the girth of Danny's cock.  The weeks since both he and Caiden fucked me added up.  It wasn't a terrible experience, at once it was new, as well as familiar, and terribly exciting.  It had been a long time since this was how Danny made me feel.  With some slow insertion, and timely pauses to let me adjust to his cock, Danny was deep inside my ass.  Once there he wasted little time.

I had forgotten how much of a jack hammer Danny was.  To the uninitiated his style could tear and ass apart, even to someone well versed in him, his style can easily leave you breathless.  If you try to fight it, it only hurts, but if you just accept it it can be some of the best sex experienced.  Even this time I had to let go and accept it, then I could feel how incredible his cock was fucking my ass. 

My rapid, breathless breathing.  The sweat running off his face and chest.  I barely noticed he came.  He leaned into me, and kissed me, then continued fucking me as if nothing had happened.  The pumping of my ass with his cock shot his cum out onto my ass.  I could feel it dripping down my cheeks and crack.  Precum dripped from my cock.  Because of the depth of his fucking, I wasn't as aroused by his fucking as much as in the past.  This was definitely about what Danny wanted, and he wanted badly to get off.

There was far more pausing, and kissing this second time around.  Danny's body wasn't something just wonderful to look at from a far, but to feel the muscle, the skin, and taste the sweat.  It wasn't just I paying attention to his body, but he paying attention to mine as well.  His tongue flicked across as he sucked my pierced nipples.  They had always been a favorite of his, mostly because he found it fascinating how he could easily get me off just sucking them.  But always, he was fucking me, if be it slowly.  with the slower pace, my ass relaxed more making every stroke more pleasurable.  They were still deep strokes, and I could feel that feeling of ecstasy when he pushed all the way in.

He began fucking me with longer strokes, this was more to my liking.  I like the feeling of a long shaft going in and out of my ass, there's so much more pleasure in it rather than a short deep stroke.  Danny kept asking me if I liked it, I barely was able to make out a "Yes".  This was much better than I remembered.  The twinges of orgasm building started in me.  I could feel it deep in my ass and through my cock.

My ass began tightening, and I could feel Danny's cock felt harder as his thrust became more forceful.  It was an incredible tidal-wave of sensations running over me.  I was breathless and moaning.  My legs wrapped around his waist.  The smell of sweat and sex filled the room.  It was intense, erotic, it filled the senses.  Then, with a hard slapping thrust, Danny came.  I could feel the intense orgasm, his engorged cock filled my ass as he shot his cum inside me.  With each subsequent spasm of cum, I felt it less and less.  Danny kissed me, thanking me for the great sex, then pulled out. 

He laid next to me, then turned over away from me.  I laid there, my legs now down.  I wasn't disappointed in the sex, so much as I kind of felt as if I was there for nothing more than his self-gratification.  I got up, did a cum dump, then turned of the lights and went to bed.

The next morning started out the same as nearly every morning with Danny started.  I woke up and peed, then he woke up and peed, then he fucked me from behind.  It was familiar territory.  Don't get me wrong, if felt good.  I wouldn't have laid there getting fucked if it didn't feel good.  It's just over night I realized that things had changed between Danny and I, or maybe I had realized things just were never as good as I thought they were.  I don't know which is more true.  When Danny was finished, I got dressed and left.  I told Caiden we'd be over early to spend the day together and after the night before I didn't want to disappoint him.

Caiden was far more excited to see me than I had anticipated.  I figured he would be mad for skipping out on the night before, the fact of the matter was he was just happy as hell to see me.  It felt good.  After we got to his room, we started taking of clothes.  With Caiden everything has an energy to it as if it should be asked "If not now, then when?"  There is always an immediacy, a need to do it now, and it made it electrifying hot.  After we were out of our clothes we embraced and started kissing.  His hands rubbed my ass cheeks at first, then started dipping into my crack at which point I had to back away.

After admitting to Caiden where I had been the night before and why, he admitted he was turned on by it all.  Once again we began kissing, then he dropped down to his knees, kissing and licking my torso on his way down until he got to my cock.  With those incredible lips of his, he slipped my semi-hard cock in his mouth and sucked deeply on it drawing it all the way in.  I could his tongue on my shaft, his breath in my groin.  I hardened in his mouth, then he sucked me cock for a couple of strokes, then pulled off, kissing and sucking my balls as he began to make his way around behind me.

Caiden spread my cheeks apart, wide enough to get his face in my ass.  I could feel his tongue on my perineum, sliding into my hole, then up.  I leaned forward, using the first thing I could find to support me, as his tongue felt better than I expected.  Caiden greedily tongued my ass, my ass responding by opening up to his tongue, letting Danny's last load spill into Caiden's mouth.  There was no hesitation in Caiden, just a muffled moan as he lapped up the cum.  After a few minutes more, Caiden directed me to the bed.  Once again I got on my back, my legs to my side against my chest, feet up in the air.  Instead of fucking me, Caiden drew my cock into his mouth and began sucking.

I could barely see his mouth on my cock through the hair that hung down, but Caiden sucks cock with an intensity that draws all the blood to my cock, engorging it and making the head especially sensitive.  I could just imagine those lips, full, red, sliding up over the head when he went down on me, then popping open as he drew my head out of his mouth.  The feeling, and thought of it made the build-up to my orgasm unimaginable. 

I'm not sure Caiden nor I expected that much cum from me.  Weeks of build up, a night of blue-balls, and then an intense oral session with Caiden, I apparently wasn't holding back.  I could feel how much cum there was, I could feel its thickness as it surged through my cock and into Caiden's mouth.  His eyes looked up at me as if to ask "Really?  There's more?", some of what he couldn't swallow slipped out the corners of his mouth.  Caiden lapped it all up, sucking me clean, and then some.

I put my legs down as he slithered up my torso to kiss me.  The taste of cum on his lips was inviting, whether it was mine or Danny's it tasted good on his lips.  I could feel his hard cock against my ass.  I knew he was just as interested as I was in him fucking me.  Our last fuck was epic, and after getting shafted the previous night by Danny I was ready for some intense fucking.

Ready to go, Caiden slid back, lifting my legs forward at the same time.  He slid his cock against my hole, spitting a little to wet it, then plunged it deep inside.  I lost my breath while he moaned as he slid his cock in.  The head was the most different from Danny.  He wasn't any wider, he wasn't thicker, and he wasn't longer.  The only difference was that from head to base, the width of his cock was consistent. 

There is an interesting thing that happens when you get fucked by a big cock, only to have that followed up by a smaller cock later, for whatever reason that smaller cock especially if it isn't much smaller in girth, feels better than a bigger cock does.  As Caiden fucked me he found my prostate glad and began to fuck me with short deliberate strokes.  The head of his cock pressed and flicked my prostate with every pass leaving me breathless.  The deep tingly sensation as my orgasm built up came quickly, as each stroke worked me into a state of otherworldly orgasm.  I looked up at him, his intensity in fucking me was incredible to see.  I wrapped my hands around his ass, pulling him into me with his downward stroke.  He moaned "Fuck!" and an I could feel his cum shoot inside me.  He kept slowly pumping my ass, and I came, shooting a load across my chest.

He pulled out, sucked my cock clean, cleaned the cum off my chest, then ate out my ass again.  When he was finished, I rolled over to his cock and sucked it clean.

The rest of the day was filled with periods of relative calm, making out, then fucking.  Caiden was making up for any lost time he figured there was, and getting as much action in in a relatively short period of time as we possibly could.  I left his house Sunday morning in pain, my ass hurt from getting fucked so much, and my balls hurt from cumming so much, but I wouldn't have missed that night with Caiden.

I had two nights with two lovers, old and new.  The former confirmed for me things were over with, the latter confirmed that bigger isn't always better.  I used to envy and crave Danny, after that night I just felt sorry for him.  It may be my fault that he has the wrong expectations of inexperienced guys, but he hasn't realized that sex is a two-way street.  It's not just about him getting off.