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My First Time Rimming Was Magical


My First Time Rimming Was Magical

I love rimming and getting rimmed

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A history of the sexual dark ages that weren’t too long ago

When I was younger and in college in the last 1980’s and early 1990’s, I used to like to go to a certain type of bookstore every so often. It was on the other side of town. It was shady. I was afraid someone I knew would see me there. That added to the excitement. And, there was always the fear that storm troopers would come smashing into the place rounding up everyone looking at a porn magazine or contemplating renting an X-rated VHS cassette.

There was also another lingerie store in town that offered live models. You would buy the lingerie and the models would wear it for you. Or, something like that. I was assigned to a temp job in an office nearby after I had finished college, and I was afraid someone would see my car in the lingerie store neighborhood and report me to my parents.

Or worse, some mothers against indecency group protesting out front, comprised of parents and church members who knew you. I lived in a small town. Nobody wanted to cross that type of picket line back in the late 1980’s. Thank God for the internet. If he didn’t want porn to be readily available, he (or she) wouldn’t have invented the ‘net. Can I get an Amen?

Watching porn in the courthouse’s jury room

I remember obscenity cases going on in the St. Joseph County Circuit Court in South Bend, Indiana in the early 2000’s. You got selected for jury duty and you got to watch porn videos from the local bookstore the prosecutor didn’t like. I heard the defense attorneys played the tapes until the jurors were desensitized, so the cases might have been dropped. After watching whatever video a couple of times, the jurors evidently thought they had been missing out on something. This was before the internet became broadband and video became widespread. That pretty much made adult bookstore obsolete, except for gathering spots in later days.

I don’t know what happened to the cases, but the prosecutor who brought those cases eventually lost to someone else. South Bend, the St. Joseph county seat, was no stranger to obscenity cases. A US Supreme Court case from a local 1980’s era case came from the city.

Sexy Justice Department breasts had to be covered in 2002

And, this was during the late late 80’s and early 90’s. Despite living in a LGBTQ friendly city, Bloomington, times weren’t the best for people being friendly or understanding. This was before the era when the Attorney General covered a Lady Justice statute in 2002 because it stimulated him too much when he looked at it in the Justice Department. If a statute’s breasts caused upset in the 21st Century, just think what it was like before the internet. The only place where someone could get porn was a Playboy, Penthouse or maybe Hustler from a liquor store or liberal gas station. If someone wanted something more racy, they had to go to the adult book store.

I was living in the era where they weren’t actively arresting gay people for being gay, but that wasn’t too far in in the past. And it was right after the AIDS scare in the early 1980s. It sort of sucked a lot during that time. A lot of people, including myself, just kept quiet. People weren’t really super nice. “Gay” was routinely used as a slur against things and people in the 80’s and early 90’s. Things were getting better, but they weren’t where we are today.


I love rimming. It makes me hot pleasing a man

The first time I was rimmed was part of my spiritual first anal experience. It made me want to give the pleasure I had received to someone else. I was still too afraid to rim my first anal partner. It took me a little while to develop the courage to discover how nice it is to out my tongue on a guy’s asshole. I love giving pleasure.

The first time I rimmed a guy, I was in an adult movie theater. It was dark. A gay porno video was playing on the screen. A guy was standing bent over giving another guy a hot blowjob. I asked the guy giving a blowjob if I could lick his ass. It was right in my face, so I figured I better ask because he was sending me some clear signals that he wanted someone to at the very least take a close look.

Adult theaters are a dying breed these days

It was late. Now, adult theaters close early and are tightly regulated. I think our local one here isn’t operating a theater. I went in to get a jeweled butt plug, which I will write about soon, and noticed a sign that the theater part of the store was closed. Maybe they’ll open it up, but I can never tell. I remember people thinking Trump would be good for the porn industry since he had been in a Playboy video or two and in the magazine.

I knew from living in a red state since 1985 that the Rs aren’t into porn, even if they personally like it. Or, get caught in some LGBTQ activities in public. Or, anything else that they legislate against, but like in their personal life.

After all, Indiana per capita is as gay as California, according to a research report from UCLA. People like things, but don’t like talking about them.

Magical rimming

There’s something magical about putting my tongue on a hot ass. All the nerve endings. The guy in the theater was bent over sucking another guy’s cock. I asked him if I could rim him. I was getting excited watching the two please each other with their oral action. I wanted to participate in some way.

I love group sex. It is because of all the sensory stimulation from everyone. And, it’s nice because if I want to take a break for a second or two, there’s another party or two who can keep the action going.

The guy giving the blow job came up off the other guys hard cock and said sure. He’d love to be rimmed. I could tell the guy getting his cock blown was turned on as well. The guy in the middle was getting DP’d. A cock in his mouth and a tongue in his ass. And, I’m sure he was hoping after the warm up, maybe a long cock or two sliding in and out.

Rimming is good for getting a hot ass nice and relaxed for some good fucking. I know when I want a guy to fuck me, it’s always good to be rimmed for a little bit to get things started nicely. Get the muscles relaxed. Have my body pump out all the pleasure chemicals. Get me all excited. Make my nipples hard and my little cock even harder.

I put my tongue in his ass. He was sucking the guy, but also leaning a little back into my face so I could get right in there. He was skinny and had a beautiful ass. I always appreciate a nice ass on a man or a woman. Big or small, asses are works of art.

Photo by Mauricio Gutiérrez on Unsplash

I’m swirling my tongue around his cinnamon donut. I’m enjoying it. It’s clean. It’s making me hot. I can feel his excitement as he keeps leaning into me.

Eventually the guy getting the blow job cums. The sexy guy I’m rimming swallows it down. The guy gets up and moves to another seat so he can get a better angle to watch us. This particular theater has chairs that can be moved around. It made it easier for gang bangs or whatever else people might want to do. I’ve been in some theaters where the seats are like old-fashioned movie theaters in rows. That configuration isn’t as nice for playing, in my opinion.

My sexy ass guy leans back more since he’s free to straighten up his body. He gets his ass right up as close to me as possible. I’m loving it. I reach around and stroke his cock while I push my tongue into his anus. I am loving the way I know he’s getting excited.

I can hear him moaning. I feel his cock getting harder. I like making him feel hot. Making a guy hot really turns me on. Sometimes I like that better than getting fucked. Although, I always like getting fucked as well. So, if I’m really turned on pleasing you, I will still want you to put your cock in me somewhere. My mouth or my ass. I’m going to want to feel your manliness in me.

I feel my guy’s cock get harder and harder. I have a decision to make. Do make him cum in my hand or take my tongue out of his butt and swallow his sperm?

I love a mouthful of cum. Hot juicy sperm. Like tapioca pudding. Yummy. I’m getting cock hungry now. Anyone want to share their cock with me? I need some hot cum to taste.

I let the guy know that’s I’ll swallow him, if he wants. I’ve never been turned down when I’ve given a guy the opportunity to pump his hot cock filled with sperm down my throat. He lets me take it in my mouth. I suck on it feeling it getting ready to blow. I swirl my tongue around his head and gently massage his balls. I reach under and massage his root chakra.

I hear him moan.

I know his ass is ready because I’ve been licking it for a while. I can never tell how long I’ve been playing because time seems to stand still when I’m in ecstasy.

I slide my finger into his ass while I continue sucking his beautiful cock.

While I’m at it, men, always know that your cock is beautiful no matter its size or shape. Emma Austin reminds us to not shame guys for their dicks. She also gives some rules for sending dick pics. Like get permission first.

Want to send me a dick pic? Let the dickstorm begin!

I give you permission to send me a dick pic, if you want. Let the dickstorm begin! I love seeing cocks. Just keep it legal and classy.

Back to my sexy man with his cock in my mouth. I’m inching my finger from his root chakra into his ass. I gently finger him while my lips are still running up and down his mighty shaft. I want that cum nut. And, I want him to remember me for giving him an explosive orgasm.

I put my finger in his ass and massage his prostate. I’m sucking his dick. I feel him tense up just after my finger finds the spot in his ass. I love this moment. He jerks just a little and blasts my mouth with a hot load of cum. I am in heaven. I know he’s feeling great. I’m smiling. He excuses himself, pulls up his pants and asks if I want to have a smoke with him outside.

I say sure. I always liked a post-sex smoke. We went outside. The sun was already starting to come up. Time had flown while we were inside playing. The theater was open 24 hours in those days, otherwise they would have had to kick us out to either fuck in the car or go to someone’s place.

We smoke a couple of cigarettes.

I didn’t ask him for his number.

I didn’t want to ruin the specialness of our sex.

It was probably never going to be as spectacular as that first time.

I gave him a kiss and got into my car.

I saw him smoking as I pulled out of the lot and gave him a wave.

If it is meant to be, I’ll see him again sometime.

If not, I’ll always remember him as the first time I rimmed a guy and how great it was.

By Chris Hedges on .

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Exported from Medium on August 17, 2020.

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