Do you understand?"Īnother pause as he continued to brush his fingers around the perimeter of my hole, my legs stretching further and further back as the Tina gave me a hunger for sex like I'd never known. "And once I'm inside this sweet little fuckhole, I will not pull out. "You read our profile, so you must be aware that we only fuck raw," he continued. I asked if you wanted my dick inside you. "No," he said, "Nodding isn't good enough. "Do you want my dick inside you?" I answered with a nod. "Well, you certainly look like you're in the mood for some dick," he said. "Sometimes," I said between shivering breaths, his fingers still brushing against my perineum. My legs immediately spread to give him easier access to a spot I never knew existed. No man's touch had ever felt this amazing. And how does this feel?" He ran his fingers lightly between my balls and my hole, causing me to gasp.
"Yeah, they sometimes do that when you're fucked up. He blew the smoke into my mouth, then began running his hands all over my body. This amazing tool, hard and glistening, bounced up and down as Jake hit the pipe.
His 8.5" cock was the perfect instrument for pounding another man into submission - fat, slightly curved upward, with a mushroom head that was already dripping precum. As I took off my shirt and pants, Jake pulled his dick out of his pants and picked up the pipe again. "You can take your clothes off, Ben," he said, smiling that half-smile again. Jake was watching me closely, nodding while he growled under his breath. But after that third hit, I sat back, rubbed my crotch, and immediately began squirming on the sofa, feeling a strange, restless need to be naked and feel Jake's muscular, hairy body rubbing up against mine. All three hits were administered under the pretense that they were too tiny to be effective. It was a very big hit - he had me inhaling for a long time, and the cloud that came out of my mouth was thick and solid white - but he registered disappointment. Then, when smoke began emerging from the top of the pipe, he told me to begin inhaling slowly. He put the pipe up to my lips, lit it, and told me to wait until his command. Jake flashed a little half-smile, then grabbed a pipe from a desk drawer. "This stuff just makes you feel a little more horny, that's all." "It's no big deal either way," Trey said to me, doing his best to be as nonchalant as possible. He glanced over at Trey, then back at me. Then Jake said to me, "So - do you party?" After a little bit of small talk, there was an awkward pause. I sat down on their couch, all of us still fully dressed. It was clear from their tight T-shirts that they had some seriously hot bodies under their clothes. His boyfriend, Trey, was a few years younger, clean-shaven and very preppy-looking. Both were in their 30s the top, Jake, had a square jaw, wolfish eyes, and a tuft of chest hair sticking out from the neck of his T-shirt. When I arrived, I was happy to see that they were even hotter than their pictures. I found a hot couple (one top, one vers) the top wanted to watch his boyfriend take raw dick. It was mid-July and I was looking for a hookup online. I finally began living the life of an unapologetic bareback pig in 2007 - the same weekend I moved to San Francisco. Of course, I wasn't content to live vicariously through those bottom pigs.
#BREED MY GAY CUM HOLE FULL#
And after pounding his guts full of my DNA, I'd feel that total sense of connection as I pulled my cum-covered cock from his hole, tiny strings of jizz connecting my raw dick with his pulsing, hungry, dripping cunt. But every time I had my raw dick buried in a jockpig's beautiful wide-open boybutt, I'd see the blissed-out look on his face, his muscular legs spread wide to reveal his hungry faggot cumhole. I began posting profiles on bareback hookup sites, but only as a top - that was my compromise, my attempt to play with fire from a safe distance. Soon enough, I was on the local phone chatline, talking to guys who told me all about the world of poz pigs: bugchasers, giftgivers, conversion parties. Bareback porn felt dangerous and intense and exactly right. But when I was about 25, I discovered bareback porn, and it was the hottest thing I'd ever seen: these guys freely gave up their asses to raw tops, BEGGING for loads, celebrating cum instead of fearing it.
Throughout my 20s, I was extremely careful to use condoms all the time, even in committed relationships.