MoaningMike
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Being told to relax was so pointless. I can understand trying to relax your mind, but how do you relax your hole? And after years of things going out of your ass, you’re suddenly supposed to adjust something big going in? I remember just gritting my teeth and preparing for some that would hurt, like when a doctor tells you a huge needle won’t hurt. I was lucky that I’d been using toys in my ass from the time I had started puberty, so I was aware of what to expect when I let a guest in my back door a few years later. Still, it was quite a big difference between a toy and a real rod, because someone else was in control of the speed and depth of the thrusting. I did end up loving it and being noisy and vocal once the pain turned to unbelievable pleasure. The feeling of shooting off a BIG load while a big dick was massaging my prostate was so incredible that my vision actually blurred.
OH SHITTTT!!!! Getting shafted that first time for you must’ve been unbearably painful! Even with all the solo practice I had it was still like someone shoving a telephone pole up my hole. There were a few minutes of wondering how anyone could possibly enjoy it, but the pleasure slowly took over, and I went from “Take it out!” to “Faster! Harder! OHHHH....FUCK MEEEEE!!!!”. I’m assuming you’re an eager bottom now.You were lucky - you had some experience. Finger sized is the biggest thing I had up there before and it was a hell of a surprise!
OH SHITTTT!!!! Getting shafted that first time for you must’ve been unbearably painful! Even with all the solo practice I had it was still like someone shoving a telephone pole up my hole. There were a few minutes of wondering how anyone could possibly enjoy it, but the pleasure slowly took over, and I went from “Take it out!” to “Faster! Harder! OHHHH....FUCK MEEEEE!!!!”. I’m assuming you’re an eager bottom now.

"There were a few minutes..."
A few minutes?
MINUTES plural?
You actually think he lasted minuteS as in more than one?
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"Being told to relax was so pointless." - You're right about that Mike!Being told to relax was so pointless. I can understand trying to relax your mind, but how do you relax your hole? And after years of things going out of your ass, you’re suddenly supposed to adjust something big going in? I remember just gritting my teeth and preparing for some that would hurt, like when a doctor tells you a huge needle won’t hurt. I was lucky that I’d been using toys in my ass from the time I had started puberty, so I was aware of what to expect when I let a guest in my back door a few years later. Still, it was quite a big difference between a toy and a real rod, because someone else was in control of the speed and depth of the thrusting. I did end up loving it and being noisy and vocal once the pain turned to unbelievable pleasure. The feeling of shooting off a BIG load while a big dick was massaging my prostate was so incredible that my vision actually blurred.
OH SHITTTT!!!! Getting shafted that first time for you must’ve been unbearably painful! Even with all the solo practice I had it was still like someone shoving a telephone pole up my hole. There were a few minutes of wondering how anyone could possibly enjoy it, but the pleasure slowly took over, and I went from “Take it out!” to “Faster! Harder! OHHHH....FUCK MEEEEE!!!!”. I’m assuming you’re an eager bottom now.
He had experience, no doubt. Once I learned to ride through the pain of insertion and breaking past the cement wall that is the sphincter, I was sure I would end up being a massive slut (didn’t happen because I prefer boyfriends and I don’t trust strangers). What was great about him boning me was that he was versatile. Even though he was taller and stronger (I’m Swedish and Norwegian and I eventually grew taller than him) he would always tell me how much he loved my dick (which helped ease my insecurity) and he preferred to bottom.Well neither of us had any idea what we were doing -
You were lucky to start with someone who had some experience.
