I remember one of the few times I let someone fuck me. He was Russian. We met in a bog and he invited me home to his place. I was hoping for a good oral session and believe me, he was very good, but he had an ulterior motive.

His cock was the largest I had ever seen outside of a porn film. It was thick and long and it fascinated me. He asked me to let him try to excite me enough to let him put the head into my almost virgin bum.

There was something about this guy, he was just turning me on. He promised to stop at any time and that he would be very slow and very gentle and I believed him.

He positioned me kneeling on his bed but down on my haunches while he stood beside the bed. First he softly licked all around my arse, tickling and gently probing with his tongue. That felt sweet. Then he got some lube and just played around the outside of my hole, gently stroking and pressing with a finger. Then gradually the pressing became a bit firmer, but never fast and never hard. Meanwhile he kept asking if I was okay.

This was all rather neat. His little finger, at least I think it was, gradually inserted itself a little way in my bottom and then came out. More lube, then in again until I became totally used to the lovely slidy and filling sensation. Then he tried another finger and repeated the exercise, gradually getting me used to the sensations. Then two fingers. I couldn't believe this was happening, The sensation of filling was lovely and the slidy sensation was erotic. Then he found my prostate. Oh heck!!

He probably fooled around for fifteen to twenty minutes before he said he wanted to try his cock. I could say stop at any time. I thought of this massive thing and wondered how it could possibly fit, but I was so aroused and trusted him at this stage so I said yes.

Again lots of lube, then he pressed this warm soft/hard thing against my hole; pressing and releasing, pressing and releasing.

I really believe my bottom just opened to receive him. He was incredibly patient once the head was in. He just stood there with it resting inside me and I gradually became used to the sensation of this enormous plug in my bottom.

Then he moved it ever so slightly forward and then stopped. My arsehole was being stretched beyond anything I thought was possible but it didn' t really hurt. He pressed in some more and I yielded to him. Then he withdrew a small bit and pushed again. I could feel him slathering lots of lube around the outside of my bum and presumably on his cock. He pushed very gently again and more of this monster came in. Then he moved back a bit and pushed in, moved back and pushed in. I pushed back towards him and he slid the lot into me, very slowly but very purposefully.

You know I am trembling as I write this, yet it happened probably thirty years ago or more

I was experiencing a whole new world of sensation. By all rights I should be screaming in pain with a monster like this in my arse, but in aact it was novel and nice and I wanted to give him pleasure too, so I just let him slide slowly in and out and enjoyed feeling his pleasure increase.

Finally he said, "I am coming."

I felt his cock swell in my hole and then he was shuddering and releasing. When he had softened, he very slowly eased himself out and pressed me to my side on the bed to rest and to relive my cramped legs. He got a warm face cloth (only three of my male partners ever think of that nicety) and wiped me down..

We had a coffee together. I left and never saw him again.