Here’s my story of how I managed to deal with my attraction to anal sex. Or better yet, how it took control and managed me. While growing up in a small town in the Midwest. Lets just say, sexual opportunities were far and few in-between. Not to mention the fact, even if a person did “get lucky.” A day later, everybody in town would seem to know about it. That being said. You had to be very careful with your actions.

Like most boys, my problem started when I reached puberty. Uncontrollable hard-ons. Hormones going wild. And the sexual urges could be unbearable at times. This resulting in another fact. I had to have been the king of masturbation. When ever I had the chance, I’d have a fistful of hard cock. Jerking off to some crazy sexual fantasy. Which was usually me fantasizing about fucking a girl or woman who grabbed my recent attention.

It wasn’t long before I noticed I had a strong attraction to girls asses. I don’t know why. But I loved to look at a girls ass. There was something about a nice ass that would make my cock rock hard. If I seen a hot sexy ass during the day. Guaranteed, that night when I went to bed. I’d be fantasizing that I’d be fucking that ass as I jerked my cock till I shot my load.

My obsession for anal sex got stronger and stronger. After awhile, I found myself even fantasizing that my own ass was getting fucked. Since I knew, small town and all, this couldn’t be a reality. I compromised by playing with different objects. You know, putting different objects into my asshole. I loved the feeling of getting my asshole stretched open as an object worked it’s way in.

You have to remember too, this was before computers. And the internet. So really, all a person had was your imagination. Especially in high school, small town and all. If you were lucky, a nude magazine would come along now and then. To fuel your fire and desires even more.

There was an individual who lived in town though. That had a reputation. His name was Carl. Carl was married to a very nice lady. But he himself, had a rumored reputation of being kind of squirrelly. He had a look sometimes that made you wonder what he was thinking. Some people claimed he liked little boys. I myself had never seen any reason to think any of this was true. Carl was always nice to me, never once did I suspect anything weird was going on.

Carl did go out of town for a few days at a time. I always thought his work was the reason. But some in town, claimed he would leave town to go see his queer friends. It all made a person wonder what the real truth was.

Carl and his wife were even on my paper route. Once a month I’d stop over at their house to collect the money for the paper. By now, I was a senior in high school. Thinking about college next fall. I’d even talk about the college of my choice with Carl and his wife. At the time, I figured this was just harmless talk. No reason to think otherwise.

One Saturday morning, I stopped at their house to collect for the paper. Like I had done once a month for 4 years already. I knocked, his wife invited me in. Once inside, she told me she had to go get her purse. Then told me to please come in a make myself comfortable. Then instructed me to go sit down in the living room while I waited.

I did this. As I was sitting down on the sofa. I looked up and noticed that Carl was sitting in a lounge chair across from the sofa. Instantly my eyes widened as they focused in on Carl. To my shock, there he was, shirt wide open, his pants and underwear were down around his ankles. Half naked, there he sat, with his rock hard cock pointing straight up in the air.

I didn’t know what to say or how to act. He just sat there, with a shit ass eating grin on his face. He sat there, smiling at me. Like he was proud of his hard cock. And wanted me to take notice. I was noticing all right. He grabbed his cock with one of his large hands and began to stroke it. His cock must have been 7-8 inches long and around 2 inches thick. And the one thing that really stood out, was its large mushroom head. Almost purple in color.

Besides my own cock. Which was no where’s near to size of Carl’s cock. His was the first other real hard cock I had ever seen in person. Even though I was only sitting there a couple minutes. The image had been burned into my brain. Soon, his wife came back, I got up, took her money, and left. The whole time, I wondered if she knew that he was sitting there like that.

After that, every time I seen the two of them, we all acted like nothing happened. Which was good and strange at the same time. That image of his cock began to haunt me. Not in a bad way I’d say. Just every once in awhile. I’d think about it. Sometimes in my fantasies. I’d imagine him sitting there. I’d strip down, and hover my bare ass over the top of his cock. Then I’d slide my asshole over that huge mushroom head of his. Then slide it down his shaft until I felt his hairy balls against my ass. My asshole would then work up and down on his rigid cock until he shot his load deep up my ass.

Eventually fall came, and off to college I went. About 300 miles from home. College life was treating me well. I made many new friends. Went on a few dates now and then. But I had nothing on a serious note. My obsession with asses never wavered. There were more nice asses than ever to watch and stare at now.

One Saturday night, a few of us from the dorm, went out to a bar and got a little ripped up. Later in the evening, after a fair amount of booze, and eyes getting full of nice hot asses at the bar. I was getting horny as hell. The booze wasn’t helping. It got to the point where I couldn’t take it anymore. I left the bar.

I immediately drove to the adult book store in town. I needed to see and watch some porn. They had these little booths in the back where you could watch porn movies. Just what I needed to feed my lust for sex. I was walking down the hallway, looking at the movies being shown in each booth. When Holly Shit! I found myself looking at Carl. What are the odds of running into him here? Pretty good I guess.

He said hello. I was somewhat embarrassed to be caught in a place like this. Especially by someone I know. I soon settled down and realized who I was dealing with here. Maybe all those rumors are true. I said hello back. Carl replies, “Fancy meeting you here. You come here often?” I answered, “I guess I come here now and then. You know, look at some pussy.” Carl, “Damn right, a man has to keep his dick happy and satisfied. If you know what I mean.” I replied, “Yup, well, I’m gonna see if I can find a good flick.” Then I walked away from him.

I could see in the corner of my eye. Carl was watching where I went. My mind was racing. What the hell is going on here. I better careful. I don’t want to get into a situation over my head. God only knows of the ramifications that could happen. Maybe he is queer. I know I’m not. I like women. Then that image of his cock entered my mind front and center. Another troubling fact was this. There are no woman here. Just Carl, myself, and 2 other guys walking around. I’m still horny as hell too.

The thought of Carl’s cock gave me a strange feeling that shot through my body. Like a tingling feeling. I couldn’t explain it. It was like it had total control of me. I found a booth that featured an anal movie. I opened the door and went in. I caught myself reaching for the lock on the door. For some uncontrolled lapse of reasoning, I stopped and decided to leave it unlocked. Subconsciously, I must have been looking for trouble.

I started the movie, some guy fucking was fucking this girls ass. She was screaming at the size of his cock. Right!, I thought, she’s lovin the shit out of this. Then I was startled as the door opened up. Carl walked right in, and locked the door. He had that shit ass eating grin again. “Mind” he asked. I said, “I guess not, two for the price of one, right?” Carl, “Right. You like this anal stuff?” Me, “I guess so, something different I guess.”

There was just enough room on the little bench for the both of us to sit on. We both sat and watched that girl get her ass fucked. I looked down at his crouch. A bulge was forming in his pants. His cock was definitely getting hard. And here I was, locked inside a tiny room with him. Suddenly, his hand grabbed my crouch. He began to rub and squeeze my cock. It too was beginning to swell and harden.

Without thinking, I grabbed the bulge in his pants. The image of that day in his living room was foremost in my mind. This time, I’m gonna touch his cock. I could not deny it any longer. Ever since I left his house that day. Something deep inside me. Always regretted that I didn’t react in a different way. It was like I wanted too. But I was too chicken shit to do anything. My God, his cock felt huge! After a few minutes of this. He said, “Stand up.” Which I did. He got down on his knees. Then he unbuckled my jeans. Next, he pulled my jeans down to my ankles. Underwear and all. My cock was still hardening up. He quickly took my whole cock into his mouth. His lips and tongue were working magic on my now hardened cock. No woman has ever given me a blowjob this good. God!, it felt so good! I was so fucking horny. But I was still apprehensive about doing something like this with Carl. Guess that small town way of thinking was on my mind. I didn’t want this to be the new rumor back home.

Then he raised the bar. With one hand, his fingers began to probe the crack of my ass. I knew what he was searching for. He was looking for my tight little asshole. His mouth felt so good on my cock. I was almost to the point of no return. Ready to say Fuck It. Let nature take its course. His index finger began to rub and push on my puckered asshole. I found myself pushing back. His finger was making my asshole tinkle with desire.

He stopped everything and reached into his pocket. He pulled out a bottle of lube. Then put some on his finger. He returned to the blowjob and that lubed finger went into the crack of my ass. My ass was now hungry, the tip of his finger zeroed in on my little hole. As soon as his finger touched my asshole. I pushed back against it. He forced his finger in. Soon, it was all the way up to the last knuckle. I was getting a blowjob and finger fucked at the same time. Before long, he had two fingers buried deep in my ass.

I had never felt anything so amazing. His fingers were driving me wind. I didn’t give a shit about anything now. Except fucking. Cocks and assholes were the only thing I could think about. I couldn’t hold it any longer. I blew my wad of cum into Carl’s mouth. He swallowed every drop. Then stood up.

I had no idea what was going to happen next. I must admit, I wasn’t really keen on sucking his cock. We were both standing there, when he undid his pants and pushed them down to the floor. Again, underwear and all. His cock, like before, was stiff, rigid, and large. He started squeezing and stroking it. This seemed to make its mushroom head swell even larger. He then looked at me, with the same shit eating grin he had that day in his living room, “Now it’s my turn. Turn around. You’re gettin this cock up your ass. I’m gonna fuck your ass good and deep!”

I thought Fuck It! Enough fantasizing, I’m going for it. Maybe I’ll like it, maybe I won’t. All I know is I’m horny, and this is my chance. My chance to finally see what it feels like. To get fucked by a real cock. I turned around and pointed by naked ass towards his erect cock.

Carl kicked my legs apart as best he could. The small booth only allowed for so much room. I looked over my shoulder. Carl was looking down at my ass. Stroking his cock, he zeroed in on my ass crack. I could feel his large mushroom head rubbing in my crack up and down. Every time it hit my asshole, my whole body would tingle. I thought “Oh My God, that large cock is gonna be in my ass!” I was just as nervous as I was anxious. God, I hope I’ll be able to take his cock.

The head of his cock struck my tight asshole again. This time, Carl stopped and started pushing. His mushroom began to force my hole open. The stretching was getting painful. I pushed my ass forward. Attempting to get away from his cock. Carl, “Quit worrying about it Boy. You and your ass aren’t going anywhere. You’re little asshole is gonna be worshiping my cock. Your ass is mine.”

I braced myself up against the back wall as his cock found my asshole once again. This time he wasn’t so gentle. One big push and he forced his cock in. A wave of pain raced through my body as he plunged his cock into my ass. Without pause, he started fucking my ass. With each stroke, with each thrust, his cock went deeper and deeper into my man pussy. Harder and faster he went. My ass was packed full of hard cock.