Fortune presents gifts not according to the book

There are many things we encounter in life that kindle our fascination but at the same time, can confuse the hell out of us as human beings. As we make our way through life we ultimately find ourselves in situations where we must confront these things. The manner in which we deal with them defines who we are as men. Sometimes I feel like I have so many questions that I will never find the answers to.

Take for example the other day. I decided I wanted to order a new leather harness and some leather arm bands for my boyfriend. Why would I want to do that? Well let's face it, if you're asking that question this is the wrong Internet destination for you. A man in a leather harness and arm bands is hot especially when viewed from below, when you are on your back and he's standing over you, preparing to fuck the hell out of you.

The Cub can wear the harness as well. If I'm on my hands and knees, taking it from behind, my boyfriend can hold onto the harness and keep me in the position that best allows him to use his boy's fuckhole as he pleases.

Anyhow, I was going to order the harness and they needed all these measurements and I just didn't understand why. I mean how many sizes of harnesses do they make? Who the hell has a tailor's measuring tape? Just because we're gay doesn't mean we are all seamstresses for Christ Sakes.

And speaking of Christ, religion is another issue that I always find myself conflicted with. I don't really practice any religion right now even though I was raised going to church every week. It's problematic for me to accept any religion now because so many of them are so anti-gay. Religion played such a big part in my early years and now it plays no part in my life and sometimes I'm unsure how to reconcile that. I find hope in the thought that I just haven't found the right religion for me yet. There are some I don't know a lot about. Perhaps Kabbalah would be an option for me, after all it seemed to work out for Madonna.

Another thing I am fascinated with is gay porn. I can state unequivocally that The Cub loves gay porn. He's not ashamed, He's not an addict and it's not controlling his life. That being said, he also knows the difference between good and bad porn. Let's face it, most porn performers are not actors so there is little chance they can fake physical attraction, but when the guys are totally into each other, you can tell and it's hot.

I have often thought how big of a turn on it would be to do porn. Many times I have jokingly suggested to my boyfriend that we should do porn, because when we fuck it's usually pretty hot so I think there may be some people out there who would be into seeing that.

There are other things that I find exciting and arousing but doing porn is different.

Being on the wrestling team would be exciting for me but I chose not to participate for several reasons. The main one being the difficulty involved in hiding an erection in a singlet and let's face it, if The Cub was on the wrestling team he'd be sportin' wood pretty much around the clock.

Physical exams are exciting as well. A few times I've succeeded and many times I've failed at attempting to get through a hernia and testicular exam without getting a hard-on. For some reason I always end up seeing young male doctors, I'm not sure why that is.

Porn is different because, in that situation it's ok to be excited and turned on, you can put it all out there, so to speak. One of the reasons I like porn is because of all the things you can learn from it and use in your sexplay. All sorts of things like sex talk, different positions to fuck in, different places to fuck, different ways to use furniture. And outside of fucking, watching porn introduced me to all the variations there are and products available for ass play.

As a result my boyfriend and I do get into some ass play and as you would expect, it is The Cub's ass that gets played with.

As far as fist fucking is concerned I'm not sure I could handle it. I guess I'm willing to try anything once but when I see the size of my boyfriend's big masculine man-fist it makes me think it might be too much. I don't think the issue that concerns me is the actual act of getting the fist in my ass. What worries me is that once the fist is in my ass, I would think "Oh my God, there's a fist in my ass" and panic and be unable to relax and get the fist out of my ass. What do you do with a fist stuck in your ass?

One day my boyfriend came home and said he had something for me and he pulls out a string of anal beads. I responded with excitement of course but secretly I was thinking that they looked a little small and couldn't imagine how much pleasure I could get out of them. I figured if it turns him on to make me take them or to watch me put them in my own ass, well then that's cool also. In retrospect, I think he was just being considerate and didn't want to get anything that I couldn't handle. I also think perhaps he was just trying to exhibit some modesty with his manhood, which is sweet. I think he just didn't realize that if I am able to take that huge schlong of his up my ass then I should be able to handle something a little more substantial than pea sized anal beads. So we used them and it was hot but, I have to say the whole thing just left me wanting so much more.

So I did the same thing I have done so many times before when I find myself in this sort of situation. I Headed to my computer and started clicking and about a week later we had some anal balls and just for the fuck of it, some eggs as well.

A few days later in the evening, I had just finished taking a shower and I walked in to the bedroom and my boyfriend was standing there in a towel. I immediately noticed the anal balls, eggs, a black butt plug and a bottle of lube lined up on the dresser adjacent to the end of the bed.

My boyfriend and I have a solid oak, mission spindle bed. It's exactly the type of bed you would expect to be shared by 2 masculine, muscular, semi-hairy men, and where their most primal, testosterone fueled manly urges are satisfied on a regular basis. He said, "Get your ass over the end of that bed". I removed my towel and put it on the wood of the foot board to cushion my stomach. I bent over the end of the bed and laid my head on the goose down comforter. He started working my ass with some lube and his fingers, getting me ready.

For me, anticipation is a big thrill as well, not being able to see what's happening, not knowing what I'm going to get. Will it be the butt plug, the anal balls or the eggs or maybe he's just going to spank my tight little bear ass cherry red. As it turns out, completely unexpectedly he shoved his rock hard cock right into my ass all the way to his balls. I let out a grunt as my sphincter tightened around it. Let me tell you something if you are expecting anal balls and you get cock it can be quite a surprise, it really gets your attention.

"I'm gonna fuck this ass first" he said. I balanced myself over the bed to keep my ass at the perfect height to allow him to give me his cock and loosen me up for what was to follow. He kept pumping my ass hard, the head of his cock was grating over my prostate with every thrust. As I squeezed my ass around his cock, I felt a bead of pre-cum leak out of my piss slit. He pulled his cock out and quickly replaced it with the butt plug, my ass drew it in to the base which he began tapping on with increasing force. He smacked my lube covered ass several times, each time hitting the base of the plug causing more juice to leak out of my cock, enough to lube it up so I could slowly stroke it. "You like that, don't you boy", SMACK. "You're gonna take these balls now". SMACK, "I said, you're gonna take these balls now", "Yes sir" I replied. "That's better boy", "Now give your daddy that plug" I could feel his fingers prying at the base. I pushed and it slid out, slick with lube. I let out a moan as I felt my urethra spasm causing more man juice to leak out of my dick hole.

I felt the first ball against my hole and he started pushing, "come on boy, take it". The first ball popped through my sphincter "Oh yea" my body shook a little. "Four more to go boy" as he continued pushing them in one by one. Each one increasing the sensation of fullness in my ass. I Contracted my groin muscles causing the balls to move back and forth inside of me, increasing the sensation. Once they were all inside I contracted and held them for a little bit. "Oh fuck yea, it feels so fucking good". He tugged on the handle at the end of the shaft and the first ball popped out. "OH Fuck yea". One by one they slid through my manhole, I clenched my groin muscles as I felt the balls still inside slide across my prostate.

He leaned over me and held the eggs in front of my face. "You ready for these boy?", "Yes sir". He lubed up the first egg and pressed it to my fuckhole. As he applied more pressure and as it slid through I groaned and felt my ass being opened wider than I think it's ever been opened before. I reached around and used my index and middle fingers to rub my asshole and ease the introduction of the second egg. I was breathing heavily "Oh man, Oh yea, fuck" as it slipped through my hole. After the third one my face felt flush and beads of perspiration formed on my flesh. The pressure and fullness in my ass felt incredible but I wasn't sure if I could take the last one. I felt hot and my body was covered with sweat. As he push the egg, I rubbed my hole and felt it stretch open. I took a deep breath and relaxed a little bit and took it like a man. I started jerking my rock hard cock as he pulled them out each one stimulating my prostate and stretching my ass. After the third one slid out I was close to cumming. He moved it back and forth stimulating the inside of my ass and I felt my muscles contract around it. "I'm gonna fuckin' cum" Still bent over the end of the bed, I jerked my cock and blew a huge wad on the bed, my stomach and on the towel on the floor under my feet. As soon as I finished milking the last drops from my dick I heard a deep groan from behind me. "Ahh, Ahh, Ahh, Oh Yea" I felt his hot manseed shooting onto my left ass cheek. After he was done giving me is load, I pulled out the fourth egg, as his cum ran down my leg. Getting your ass worked over like that can leave you a little weak in the knees. So we laid down on the bed for a little bit, together, collapsed in a pile of muscle, sweat, cum, lube, hair and sex.