I’m still on a high from Charlie’s visit to Melbourne. 🙂 If you happen to like intelligent, adorable, eighteen year olds with amazing cock sucking and cock cuddling abilities, then Charlie is just about perfect. He will be back in Melbourne in September – and I can’t wait.
After easing into it on the first night, day two got off to a slightly late and less intense start. After our late night, Andrew and I stayed in bed and snuggled until around 12:30, at which point we were joined by a mutual friend, and we left the apartment for a nutritious lunch of waffles. After a brief walk through Melbourne, we returned to the apartment, and were left to our own devices. Unsurprisingly, Andrew couldn’t keep his hands to himself, and we were soon naked and making out on his bed.
Once again, Andrew slipped the blindfold over my eyes and left, leaving me awkwardly lying alone while he fumbled around. Initially I was unsure what was about to happen, but I soon realised I was about to be mummified. Having never been mummified before, I was curious, and keen to explore being nearly completely immobilized. After being pulled onto my knees, Andrew began to wrap layers and layers of gladwrap around my torso and upper legs. Obviously I was blindfolded, so I wasn’t completely aware of what was happening around me, but it was easy to recognise the familiar sound of tape being pulled off a roll. A similar process was carried out, with Andrew slowly wrapping me in tape, until I was completely covered, and nearly immobilized.
After another brief make out session, I was pushed onto my back, and soon the rest of my body and head were engulfed in the thin sheets. I was left alone, and I could hear Andrew taking pictures in the background. Being mummified was an interesting experience. As I lay there, my body temperature rose, to the point where I felt like I was melting. Sweat was flooding out of me in waves, and I hoped Andrew would rescue me before I died of dehydration. After cutting a hole through which my cock and balls were pulled, and playing with them, Andrew fulfilled my wish and cut me loose. I lay on the bed panting and dripping with sweat, and Andrew soon laid next to me, offering cuddles and a cool bottle of water. If I’m being completely honest, the experience wasn’t quite as enjoyable as I thought it would be, though I may have caused that myself. My hands weren’t particularly tightly bound, and were able to move, which kind of made me feel less immobilised. Still, it was an interesting experience, and I wouldn’t object to doing it again.
After this Andrew and I spent even more time cuddling, kissing, and talking. After a few hours of this, we decided we had a good opportunity to try fucking again. After a quick clean, Andrew laid me on my back, pushed my ankles up to my ears, and spent a solid half an hour rimming me. Rimming has never been something I’ve been especially keen on, but Andrew was so good at it, and I was so keen to get fucked, that I couldn’t help but loosen up as he explored my ass with his tongue. Eventually he pulled away, grabbed a condom and lube, and we were ready for the main event. At this point I was kind of panicked, as I was worried I wouldn’t be able to take a proper fucking from his cock, but Andrew was gentle as he shoved his monster slowly into my arse. We spent maybe five minutes fucking with me on my back, with my ankles pushed back towards my head. This has always been my preferred position, as I find it easier to relax, and it lets the top make out with me as he fucks me. After a brief attempt at doggy style, we decided to give it a break, and have another go later that night.
After this, we met up with some of Andrew’s friends, had dinner, and then headed off to The Laird, a gay bear bar. I’m not out, and had never been to a gay bar before, let alone a gay bear bar, but it wasn’t too bad. After a couple of hours there we once again returned to Andrew’s apartment. Neither of us was in an especially sexy mood, so we settled down on the couch to watch the raunchy sex comedy The Lego Movie. Once the film was over, we found ourselves in a more willing mood, and returned to the bed room for round 2 of the fucking attempt. Once again, Andrew spent time rimming me, and eventually I was loosened up to the point that Andrew felt he would be able to fuck me.
This time he wasn’t quite as gentle, and I almost cried aloud as he forced the entire thing in in one big push. Again, I was laid on my back, and I wrapped my arms and legs around him as he plowed away, harder than I’d ever been fucked before. It was actually quite difficult for me to not ask him to stop immediately, because as I’d never taken a cock quite as big I couldn’t relax my ass around it, making it a tad more painful than I would have liked. After 10 minutes of this treatment, Andrew sensed my discomfort and stopped, and we settled in for another night of snogging and snuggling. Andrew promised he would give me a go, as well as a proper hard fucking in the sling the next day, and I cuddled up close to him, exciting for my chance to show him I could take his cock.