This story is true and unadulterated. Please read at your own risk. The work is of the erotic nature and has explicit gay sex. If you are not allowed by law to view this story or are offended by such material, close out now. Copyright 2012
I first met Joel through Craigslist. He was new in town, and for some reason he was horny enough to post an ad. He's basically a straight guy; a chef, kind of an introvert, shy, major tattoos, blond, and generally hard to read.
The thing I've learned over the last year about Joel is that he wants to be used. By a guy. He has a serious cum fetish and when you combine that with his submissive side, it was kind of a recipe for disaster. In a good way.
I'm totally clean and I plan to stay that way. My first time with Joel was before I met my boyfriend (we're going on a year now). He told me he wanted a massage, but that he was up for the idea of me rubbing my cock on his ass. he also said he wanted a cum facial, which is not really tops on my list but I was willing to oblige for obvious reasons.
When he first came over, he was pretty chill but maybe a little nervous. We kinda did the whole intro things and got naked, and he laid down on his stomach. He's got great ink and a nice body - he's blond, which I like, and has a decent build. So I basically straddled him and started working his shoulders. I was pretty horned for him and was only too happy to be naked on top of him, and I took his earlier cue and started working my cock into his butt. He didn't seem to mind, so I pushed a little bit and with all the pre-cum, kinda slid right in. After a minute I asked if everything was OK and he said, "yes". So I camped out and felt his warm ass around my cock.
That first time, I didn't really go all the way. I was a little scared that he would freak out and I also didn't know him, so I just played a bit and then backed out. The second time we met, it was pretty basic - no fucking, just some oral and JO. I'm pretty sure I sent him home both times with an eye full of cum, looking a little red - but he didn't mind at all.
We met those two times, then it went fallow. We'd chat every once in a while, but no meetings. I also knew where he worked, and sometimes I'd go in for a beer and some food - and to say hello. He didn't mind, and our IM chats were all over the place; I worked in food too so sometimes we'd talk about restaurants, sometimes sex, sometimes nothing in particular. Just generally getting to know one another.
Then, at some point, we started talking more specifically about sex and what he was into. He wanted to be used. As in, he wanted to be a cum whore. He had said this before, but it kinda got obvious that he wanted to get fucked, bareback. By me.
We talked about it for a bit and he really liked the idea of me coming over while he was "asleep", and nailing him. We chatted about it and decided it was worth trying, so one night I walked over to his place after midnight. He buzzed me in and I went up to his apartment. The TV was on and no one was around, so I walked into his bedroom. It took a second for my eyes to adjust and then I saw him lying there; face down, naked, ass up.
He had said again by text that he wanted a massage, so I stripped down and climbed on top of him. I straddled him and rubbed his shoulders and arms, back, etc. All the time I was pre-cumming pretty good, all over his ass. Within a few minutes I was sliding into his hole, and he started moaning and pushing back. It was incredible. He started bucking up and in only a couple of minutes, I shot my nut - right in there.
After, I just got up and put on my clothes and left. Nothing spoken. He texted me after a few minutes and was completely loving every second of it; he hadn't done anything like that, ever, and neither had I. We batted a couple texts back and forth to savor the moment, and I promised we'd do a repeat. He was nothing if not enthusiastic. I reminded him (since he's kinda flaky) that I'd send the text trail to him next time if he was in doubt.
A couple of weeks later, we managed to find some time again. Again, late-night. I walked over and he was in the same situation - naked and face down. This time I had smoked a little pot so I could last longer, knowing how hot his ass was. I walked in and stripped down, leaving my clothes at the foot of the bed. I also brought some lube since I was more sure of where this was going, so I climbed on him and gave him a bit of a rubdown before greasing up and sliding in. This time, he was more relaxed and I was more determined; I started plugging away and he just laid there - took it like a champ. Another load in his hole, and he didn't make a sound.
I just finished up, threw on the clothes and left. More good texts, but also the unfortunate news (a couple days later) that he was headed out of town for two months. Also, moving out of his apartment. So much for the handy location...
Since then, our chats have intensified. He loves having me be his personal fucker, and he's into being totally submissive. We've also talked about him taking not just cum but piss loads as well, so when he gets back I have a feeling we're going to have a pretty awesome time. I've even got him onto the idea that he will come over to my place and be a fuck-hole for the night; I get him to crash here and he can take everything I've got, whenever. And he'll go home in the morning with an ass full of piss and cum...
I can't wait to write the next installment, when he gets back from his trip. In the meanwhile, I just get to chat with him over a 14-hour time difference and wait for September to come...