My first bull (true story) - part two (Patreon)

Last time I told you about how I found my first bull, and the lead-up to our first meeting. And now, here's the story of when we actually met in person:

We picked up the bull at the airport about mid-morning. I waited in the car while my boyfriend went in to meet him. It was agony sitting in the car, wondering how they acted when they greeted each other, and what they thought when they finally saw each other for the first time.

When I saw them coming I got out of the car and greeted the bull. We shook hands. He was hot. Just my boyfriend’s type. He gave me a cocky smile. Without any further discussion he and my boyfriend got into the back seat of the car together.

My boyfriend was rubbing the bull’s thigh almost instantly, and we were barely two minutes into the drive home before the bull got his dick out of his pants. My boyfriend went down on him in the back of the car as I drove. It was the middle of the day, in heavy traffic, but none of us really minded. My boyfriend was desperate to get his mouth on the bull’s cock, and from the way the bull was reacting it was clear he was loving it. My boyfriend was really going for it, only pausing to tell the bull how amazing his cock was.

When we got home we all got out of the car. As we walked down the path to the house, the bull gave my boyfriend a slap on his ass. As soon as we got inside and into the bedroom, the bull had my boyfriend pinned up against the wall while he kissed him roughly. They made out for a minute or so, intensely, before the bull threw my boyfriend down on the bed and they started getting their clothes off. Pretty soon my boyfriend had his mouth around that big cock again, and the bull got into 69 position and started rimming him.

I pulled up an armchair and sat down to watch while my boyfriend and his bull 69′d each other - my boyfriend sucking his cock while the bull rimmed his ass.

After a little while they sat up, their mouths locked together as they kissed with an intensity that was beyond even what I’d been expecting. Then the bull grabbed some lube and used it to lube up his cock and my boyfriend’s hole.

He slowly pushed my boyfriend back until he was lying on his back with his legs up, knees by his shoulders. He lined up his cock with my boyfriend’s hole. Then he looked straight into my eyes, and with a smirk and a laugh, he started to push his raw cock into my boyfriend’s ass. The two of them kissed gently as he slowly pushed it further and further. All my boyfriend could do was gasp “fuck” at the feeling of that cock inside him.

He slid in in and out a couple of times. Then he looked me in the eyes again as he began to hit it harder.

Watching the bull fucking my boyfriend was incredible. He had my man pinned down on the bed, knees up by his shoulders and feet in the air. My boyfriend was gasping and moaning “fuck, man!” as the bull pounded his ass.

After a while the bull lay on his back and my boyfriend got on top. From where i was sitting I got to watch that big cock slide into my boyfriend’s ass.

After watching my boyfriend ride the bull’s cock for a while, the bull got my boyfriend back on his back. He kept fucking him relentlessly, and my boyfriend just kept getting more and more into it. I just watched from my chair, stroking my cock while I watched my boyfriend take it.

After what seemed like forever though, my man finally needed a break. I checked my phone and it had been over an hour. My boyfriend told the bull how amazed he was at his stamina, how he could just keep fucking him like that. The bull laughed and replied “I haven’t even had a coffee this morning. You should see how I go when I’ve had some coffee, I’m like a jackhammer.”

My boyfriend just looked at me and said “Can you go make us some coffee?”

After my boyfriend and his bull had stopped fucking to have a coffee, they returned to the bedroom and lay down on our bed together. For a while they lay under a blanket, kissing and touching each other. Pretty soon they were getting each other’s underwear back off, and the bull was fucking him again. At one point I heard my boyfriend whisper to him “i’ve never been fucked like this before,” and beg him to empty his balls in his ass.

After ages of fucking, the bull ordered me over. “I need a break,” he said. “I want to see you two kiss.”

I was surprised, but I’d been dying to kiss my boyfriend ever since the bull had arrived. I didn’t even know if my boyfriend wanted me to kiss him, or whether he would consider it an unwelcome distraction from the real action. But I kissed him, and I loved it.

“Fuck him,” the bull told me. “I want you to cum in his ass so I can use it as lube.”

I was even more surprised. I asked my boyfriend if that’s what he wanted, and he said yes. So I slid my cock into his hole, which was so sloppy and stretched that it slid in there effortlessly without any lube. I was such a horny, nervous wreck that I came in less than thirty seconds. I pulled out, ashamed of how long I’d lasted, and the bull took over again, this time using my cum as lube to fuck my boyfriend with.

My boyfriend and the bull had been at it for well over two hours before my boyfriend told him he needed a break from being fucked. They cuddled for a little before they got up and grabbed a snack.

So they went into the kitchen and ate some muesli, chatting casually while I stood there like a third wheel.

After their snack break we were back in the bedroom. While they were both wandering around I lay down on the bed, and soon they joined me. My boyfriend lay in the middle, with his bull naked on one side, and me (clothed) on the other. I asked if I should leave but they said no.

They chatted to each other, learning about each other’s lives and stuff. Occasionally I contributed to the conversation when it seemed appropriate, but in general I kept my mouth shut. It was their time and I was lucky to even be in the room. The whole time they talked, they would occasionally stop to kiss, and their hands were busy beneath the blanket the entire time.

After a while they got back into it. The bull got on top of my boyfriend, and I got to watch up close while they kissed, tenderly like two men in love. Then the bull started to fuck my man some more. My boyfriend got on top and rode him again, but after a while he literally couldn’t take any more.

It had been about three and a half hours at this point, minus a few breaks for coffee, food, and to cuddle. The bull had fucked my boyfriend relentlessly for hours, and still hadn’t cum. Unlike me, who’d cum after a few seconds.

After they were done fucking we had about an hour before the bull had to be back at the airport, and he and my boyfriend were hungry from fucking all day. So the three of us went out for a late lunch.

It was weird sitting there, the three of us, in a diner full of people. We joked about how we just looked like three friends hanging out together. It was all pretty normal, apart from one conversation where I made some joke about the kind of guy that was my boyfriend’s type, and he just shook his head, pointed at the bull and said “he’s my type.”

Anyway after lunch we dropped him off at the airport. As we were arriving I asked if he wanted us to drop him at the drop-off zone, or come hang out while he waited. He said he’d be keen for my boyfriend to come in with him, so they could have some alone time together in the airport toilets before he had to go.

I was devastated I wasn’t going to get to see it. But after a bit of pleading from me they said I could come too and sit in the next cubicle while they said their goodbyes.

So we parked up, and the three of us went into the airport terminal. We made our way to the toilets, and as the two of them snuck in to a cubicle together I grabbed the one next to them. I couldn’t really hear properly, but it sounded like they were kissing. I looked under the stall and saw their shoes, facing each other, close. A minute or so later I looked back under, and saw that my boyfriend was on his knees.

A couple more minutes and they exited the cubicle. I came out after them. Then it was all over; we said our goodbyes, and the bull headed to the departure lounge. My boyfriend and I headed back to our car, and back to our lives.