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That was a pretty foul thing to say, and yet it ignited me. I resumed my facedown position, and he put his face between my cheeks again. Knowing that my first try at sodomy was about to happen at any time made me wild with desire. I humped back at his face, only slightly aware that he was prying my hole open and using his fingers to slide lube inside.

And then, I felt him kissing up my spine. His mouth was on my neck when I felt his dick head slide between my cheeks, lodging against my opening. His tongue buried itself in my nape as his cock began to press harder against me, until it just slid in. Honestly, it was a non-event to have him slide in my ass. Kudos to him for his patient preparation!

"Oh God guys eating creampie," he breathed into my ear. "Oh God." Soon, I could tell the root of his cock was pressing between my cheeks, and I knew this ass-fucking would be pleasurable. There was no pain at all, just pleasure. It was a weird, indescribable pleasure. Part stretching, part fullness, mostly mental. I was giving Clem something I'd given no other guys eating creampie, and by now I wasn't even tipsy. I was soberly getting ass-fucked. What a mind trip!

"I could cum so hard now," Clem panted. He would stroke several slow deep strokes before pushing totally inside me and kissing my neck. I knew he was having some sort of fetish reaction, and I was glad. I knew some way to turn him on, and that was a good thing for guys eating creampie!

"Don't cum yet," I urged him. "You need to make this last, but you also need to take off the raincoats and cum inside."

"Then we'd better stop," he said, pulling out.

He moved the pillow and I rolled onto my back. I could feel my ass leaking lube, but that thought was gone when our eyes met again. His expression was part lust, but there was also a tenderness that thrilled me. Clem cared for guys eating creampie, I knew it. And I knew I cared for him too.