Anton was covering his cock in generous amounts of it. “Bend over this armchair, Dave,” said Anton, as he proceeded to lube up my ass. First using...one finger, them two, each time applying more cold slimy lubrication. I could hardly breathe. The anticipation, the fear the excitement was killing me. 'Can I take that cock inside me?' I wondered. 'I’m going to do my very best.' I decided.Finally, I felt the enormous bulb of Anton’s cock push against my asshole. I froze with fear.“Keep breathing,. He maneuvered into position and grabbed my head and he fucked my mouth. I was left grunting with joy, while my legs felt like they were on fire.I had already dumped two loads of cum will be fucked, before this dude showed up. I dumped another load of cum soon after, like a whore for anal I was. My ass was numb, my legs sore, and my jaw too.In the corner of my eye, I could tell we weren’t alone. There was chatter and figures, but at the time my mouth was fuck of cock and I was sitting down. And once we get aroused there is no saying no to anyone! Lindsey just looked at me with those hazel eyes and finally said “so you’re telling me to act like a slut!” I laughed and told her that slutty wasn’t always a bad thing. I explained how girls used “slut” to control and shame other girls but that guys liked slutty. Besides, I told her “you can be slutty in very subtle ways and with class.” She seemed to ponder this and not much else was said about it so I figured the conversation was. The more we talked the more obvious I was that I had a boner in my pants, I couldn't help but rub it a few times until finally I slipped my hand down my trousers and began to stroke it at will.My new found friend didn't give any clues away as to what he was thinking but one thing was certain, and that is had he been offended or felt uncomfortable he would have departed. So there we were two middle aged men alone, half drunk and one of us obviously looking to seduce the other into some mutual.