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The Homeless Man
Posted:Oct 31, 2020 8:31 am
Last Updated:Jan 15, 2021 7:49 am
This was a moment in my life I was, at first, not so proud of. Some guys I knew got together at a hotel and partied. We got drunk, and a dare, I was told to seduce a homeless guy near the hotel (we could see him from our room) and bring him back him and suck his dick. He was a stocky black man, so I was definitely attracted to him. Afterwards I felt guilty about using his unfortunate situation, but we eventually we got to be friends.

After completing my second year of college, a couple of friends and I decided to get a hotel room and party. They were guys that I occasionally fucked around with when I visited the city on weekends. Craig was a black, chubby guy who was versatile and Stan was a top black chub who was an offensive lineman for a local semi-pro football time. We’d meet periodically and have a 3-some with Stan being the alpha and always taking the lead. It was also a time in which I drank heavily and discovered how much it lowered my inhibitions, which is good and bad.

We played “truth or dare” with shots involved and the more it went on, the drunker we got and the more adventurous it became. Craig dared me to go outside and bring a homeless guy up to the room to blow him. After an outright refusal from me, I eventually broke down and decided to do it. It was extremely hot outside so my hope was that the homeless guy could be talked into coming for a few beers and the air conditioning.

I went outside and noticed he was talking to a couple of other guys, so I waited to hope I could get him alone. Soon my window of opportunity opened. As he sat alone on a bench, I joined him and started some small talk. He introduced himself as Earl and was very friendly. When I offered to join me and some friend for a cold beer, he gladly accepted. Probably recognizing him, I got a few strange stares from the hotel personnel in the lobby but no one said anything.

Once in the room I introduced him to my buddies and we sat around drinking some more, but the topic of sex hadn’t come up yet. Earl, Stan and Craig were getting along very well, lots of laughter and stories but I was more focused on how I would get him to let me suck his dick and was unable to enjoy the conversation.

Finally, Stan brought up the topic. “James, don’t you have a request to make?” he asked, looking at my slyly.

I wasn’t ready to respond to the question and remained silent. So Stan took over, as he usually does. “My buddy,” Stan said as he got up and placed his large hand on Earl’s shoulder. “James here has a real skill that he wants to try on you.”

“Yeah?” he looked up. “What’s that?” he said, looking at Stan, then at me. I was so embarrassed.

“Yeah James,” said Stan, “What is it that you want to do?”

Not knowing what else to do, I just blurted out, “I’d like to suck your dick,” then awaited his response, which came surprisingly quick.

“You want to suck my dick?” he asked, astonished. “Do you all know he’s a faggot?”

“Yeah,” we do, said Stan. Craig nodded in agreement.

“Show me,” Earl said, shifting uneasily in his char.

“No problem,” said Stan, lowering his shorts, exposing his genitals. I went over to him and got on my knees, taking his cock in my mouth as I had often done before. Stan had a very average cut dick both in girth and length, but I had the hots for him so bad that anything he did with it was a pleasure for me. Craig then took out his dick, very similar to Stan’s, and stood next to Stan so I took turns blowing them both in front of Earl.

“You convinced?” asked Stan.

“Well, it’s just us in the room, why not?” said Earl as he got up. When he joined us, he pulled down his pants and badly stained underwear. His cock was much larger than normal but there was a foul odor that Stan quickly addressed.

“Whoa man, you’re going to have to wash your ass first. Not to be disrespectful but you stank.” I always admired Stan’s ability to be direct and get instant results. I think it helped with him being about -foot seven inches tall and about hundred fifty pounds of solid man.

“ okay, I’ll shower ,” Earl said, becoming more enthusiastic. Much our relief, he went into the bathroom to clean .

“Thank you,” said Craig Stan, which I dittoed, standing .

“You see that fucker’s dick? Goddamn!” said Stan, removing the rest of his clothes. “Which one of you going take it your arse?” Craig looked my direction as a hint.

“James it is,” said Stan laughing, laying on the bed. “Which means you better give me some before you become loosebooty. My dick’s half his size.” The of us had been together several times so we knew what our roles were. Stan was always the top who occasion would suck dick while Craig was fully versatile, but preferred being the top, although his dick sucking and ass eating skills were fantastic.

I got between Stan’s big legs, “You know how much I love your body,” I said kissing his beautifully full lips.

“Show how much you love your daddy,” he said seductively. Stan was about 10 years older than but definitely had that “daddy” presence which I found irresistible. I kissed, licked and gently bit his thick neck which, being his sensitive spot, always drove him crazy. “ fuck!” he yelled out, grabbing the sides of the mattress with his large arms. I then licked his armpits, taking in the intoxicating man scents before I moved to suck his nipples which stood large areolas. His chest was very smooth which felt good as I let my tongue travel across it, down his belly until I reached his beautiful tightly curled pubic hairs which I ran my tongue across.

“Is that good daddy?” I asked. “Ready for put your cock in my mouth?” Stan liked it when I was slightly fem and devoted giving him pleasure, so I often fell into that role with little effort.

“Lick my balls first sweetheart,” he said. Sexually, Stan always assigned womanish roles. As I licked his balls and rolled them into my mouth I felt Craig get behind my and spread my cheeks, then the probing of his tongue which he did so well. “Alright baby, give some of that hot mouth,” hummed Stan. His cock was rock hard and velvety smooth, just like the rest of his body.

As I was sucking his cock, Earl came into the room wearing just a towel. “You got any whiskey here. I need get more drunk if I’m going do this.”

“Give the man some whisky, love,” said Stan . “You do know no one is making you do this,” said Stan Earl.

As I got get the whiskey from the cabinet I noticed Earl looking at my bare ass. “Ice, or not?” I asked. “No ice, and fill that glass ,” he said. Luckily it was a short glass, so I filled it -quarters of the way. I handed it him the way get back in bed with Stan, who has Craig laying at his side sucking his nipples.
Still wearing his towel, Earl sat down a chair close the bed, watching as both Craig and I now shared Stan’s cock and balls. After awhile he got and stood next to us, playing with his cock under the towel.

“Looks like the man could use some action,” Stan said, taking my head and guiding it towards Earl. I positioned myself on the bed so that I could suck Earl. He opened his towel and stood by me, his half hard cock inches from my mouth. It was very thick and veiny. His pubes were mostly gray and surrounded his groin. I reached and played with his ball sack which hung heavy, then gently pulling him to me so that his cock could go into my mouth. As soon my mouth engulfed him, he started moaning and his member growing in length and width. It still felt somewhat soft, allowing me to adjust to its thickness.

I felt the bed shaking as Craig climbed on top of Stan to ride him. I felt Stan’s hand playing with my ass, then give it a good slap. “How’s it feel Earl?” he asked?

“Feels good, damn good,” he said with obvious satisfaction. “How’s that ass feel?”

“Fucking amazing. You ever fuck a dude?”

“Nah man, I don’t do that gay shit.” Had I not had a mouthful of cock I would have laughed at the irony.

“Dude! Look who’s blowing you!” Stan said in disbelief.

“That don’t mean I’m gay,” Earl said, his cock now a good ten inches.

“That’s your business, man,” said Earl, who proceeded to put Craig in the doggie position and began fucking him. “Buttfucking a dude is pretty damn amazing. You should try it.” I was always amazed how Stan could carry a casual conversation while in the middle of sex. His ability to stay rock hard for hours and make his bottom feel good made me think about him often.

But the man whose cock I had in my mouth wasn’t so bad either. I looked at him and found myself getting more turned . By the gray hair that covered his belly and chest I guessed that he was about 65 years old, perhaps younger when a difficult life was taken into consideration. His groin area was very hairy and mostly gray and a bit funky despite the presence of a soapy smell as well. His legs were slight bowed and thick.

“You two can have the bed,” said Stan as he and Craig stopped fucking and got , retreating the living room portion of the hotel suite, leaving Earl and I alone.

“Sounds good ,” said Earl, “was getting tired of standing.”

I stood , his beard tickling my face. “You should have said something.” I laid the bed, waiting see how he would join .

“Move down,” he said, indicating that he wanted slide towards the foot of the bed. Unsure as to what his plans were, I did as he told, then was surprised when he positioned himself over my face. I opened my mouth and he slid his cock in and started face fucking , a bold move considering he seemed hesitant about doing anything that was ‘gay.” I reached and tweaked his nipples which elicited a moan.

Then I felt the bed shake and my legs lifted but didn’t know if it was Craig or Stan not only because their cocks are similar, but also because I had a furry belly resting on my face. I felt a pillow being placed under my ass, then the penetration and subsequent fucking.

Earl pulled out of my mouth and stood at the edge of the bed as he watched Craig fuck . I looked see Stan come back in the room, stand behind Craig and mount him, creating an anal train. Within minutes Craig shot his load in my ass, pulled out and was immediately replaced by Stan who also pounded his spunk in my ass.

“Your turn,” said Stan Earl, slapping the butt as he went into the bathroom. I looked to see that Earl’s cock was fully erect, perfect for fucking.

“If you say so,” said Earl, moving behind . I sensed that he was more interested than he was letting , based the hardness of his cock and lack of hesitation when he got in position behind . I felt the wide girth of Earl’s cock spread open, but he entered with ease.

“How’s that ass feel?” asked Craig.

“Damn good,” said Earl slow stroking . “So wet.” The more he fucked the more Earl got into it. He finally pounded a load into while I was my belly and he had a good head lock, collapsing onto while we both caught our breaths.

While still top of , he fell asleep within minutes, loudly snoring. As was always the case Stan would sleep in the bed with while Craig took the couch, which meant Earl had to leave. Luckily Stan handled it with tact and firmness as he led Earl to the door.

Wearing just his underwear he got into bed with me. I loved laying my head his meaty chest while he stroked my hair while watching TV. Most nights I would get under the covers and take his soft penis into my mouth until he fell asleep. He would usually be the first to wake , pulling onto his hard cock and fucking until he got his nut, then shower, dress and go home. Sometimes Craig and I would get another round in after Stan left and that morning was no different.

Earl and I eventually became friends and met at least one a month after that. He was in and out of jobs, mostly because of his drinking problem. After a few years he disappeared from my life. I had fallen deeply in love with Stan, but he never was able return it. After marrying a woman, I never heard from him again. Craig and I also grew apart. But those couple of years spent in the hotel room provided great memories.
First Adult Bookstore Experience
Posted:Oct 27, 2020 7:24 pm
Last Updated:Dec 30, 2020 3:12 pm
This is an account of the first time I went to an adult bookstore, located in the outskirts of the city. Since then ABS have become one of my favorite haunts but this one remains one of my favorites.
One weekend I went to visit Larry, but he wasn’t up to meeting, so I was in the city horny and looking for some dick. I had heard about adult bookstores and glory holes but had never been to one so decided to check one out. I found one in the outskirts of town, once gain in a seedy, industrial section.
As soon as I walked in an elderly Black gentleman asked for my ID, then told me it was $2 to enter. He seemed unfriendly and gruff, but I just smiled on went on into the store. The variety of porn magazines amazed me, mostly straight with some gay mixed in. There were Tom of Finland posters on the wall as well as some others typical of that time period. I went to walk in the back area where I assumed there were booths and glory holes but was stopped by the clerk who said I must purchase quarters to get in, which I did. Again, he was quite rude and surly.
Once in the dark back room the dank smell of sex, poppers and cheap cleaning material immediately hit me. There were rows of individual booths and 2 large ones at either end, so I randomly chose one and put in a quarter where an 8 mm movie played of a blonde woman getting boned by a large black dick. Her screams of pleasure were loud and filled the back room, but I was unable to lower the volume. Once my eyes adjusted to the darkness, I noticed there were two large holes on either side of the booth, which was to be expected. Larry had told me about this place, and it met his description almost exactly. The only thing that was unexpected was the lack of people.
After switching booths to watch different movies, I heard someone’s footsteps in the hallway, then the door to the booth I was in rattle. I unlatched the door and saw the bookstore clerk standing in the hallway.
“Take off your pants,” he said, nervously looking towards the front of the store where he should have been.
Not sure what to do, I hesitated, then looked back at the movie without closing the door. When I looked back, he had unzipped his pants and pulled out his cock, a long brown snake about 6 inches soft. “Let me see your ass,” he said, still restlessly checking out the front of the store. I decided to remove my pants and underwear to show my ass since it was just the two of us back there.
“Suck my dick,” he said, jacking his growing cock as he approached the entrance of the booth. I got on my knees and put the head of his cock in my mouth, taking in his slight funk of an unwashed dick, though not pungent. He put his hands on the back of my head an began face fucking me, but it was interrupted by someone coming in. He quickly pulled out, stuffed it back in and went to the front where someone came in and paid their browsing fee and got some quarters.
‘I closed the door, pulled my pants back on and dropped another quarter to continue watching the movie. I was able to tell from the crack in the door that the man who had just come in had a large build. He entered the booth next to me and fed the machine. When I looked through the glory hole, I saw the he was a light skinned Black man and had his hand in his pants. He bent down to look into my booth and saw that I was checking him out, so he stood up, and pulled out his fat but short uncut cock and began stroking it. As I watched he turned around and stuck his dick through and I immediately put it in my mouth and started sucking. The head, which was much larger than the shaft, was large, soft and spongy but his cock wasn’t long enough to deep throat so I sucked what I could. Within a few minutes he jizzed in my mouth. Not a large amount but enough to swallow.

After he left the clerk came back and stood in the hall, telling me open the door. When I did, I saw that he was stroking his hard cock, about 8 -9 inches long.
“Take your pants off and keep them off,” he said with indignation. Having learned obedience from a man who I served before, I was excited to do so, and found his mannerisms a turn on. “The shirt too,” he said as he approached me with his cock in hand.
“Yes Sir,” I said, now completely naked except for my socks. I got on my knees and started giving him head.
“You suck his dick?” asked the clerk. I release myself from him to answer but he immediately forced me back on him.
“Mmmmmm hmmmmmm,” I nodded in the affirmative unable to speak because I had a mouthful of cock.
“Good boy, he cum in your mouth?” Once again, I nodded ‘yes.’ I could feel him getting more excited even though he continued to constantly look to see if anyone had come in.
He slowly worked his now fully engorged dick in and out of my mouth, getting increasingly excited. “Fuck yeah. I hope you swallowed it. You white boys love that black dick, don’t you?” His tone gone softer but still demanding and somewhat agitated. “Your night’s just beginning boy,” he said, backing away and putting his cock back in his pants. “Give me your clothes.”
His request caught me by surprise. Before I had time to think about it, he hurriedly came into my booth and gathered all my clothes except for my shoes before returning to his desk at the front of his store. I heard him talking to someone, but didn’t hear anyone come in.
I stood there naked trying to figure out what was happening. ‘What the fuck had I gotten myself into?’ I asked myself. The clerk obviously did not want anyone seeing him in the back room playing so I surmised there was a boss that caused him to be so anxious. But apparently he intended to keep me back there seeing that I could not leave without my clothes. I was getting increasingly concerned about his motives, especially since my wallet was in my pants and had run out of quarters to watch adult movies. One thing he was right about - my night had just begun.
Not knowing what to do having run out of quarters, and not wearing any clothes I decided to take a chance and go up to the front.
“Uh-uh, no fucking way. Get your ass back there,” the clerk said frantically.
“But my wallet, and I have no more quarters<’ I said, retreating.
“I’ll be back there in a sec, don’t come out here again,” he said, opening the cash drawer and getting some quarters out.
Once in the back room he instructed me to go to the large booth at the end of the room where he dropped a bunch of quarters before leaving out. “Keep this door shut,” he said as he closed it behind me. A few minutes later I heard someone come in, talk with the clerk, then into the back room. There was a loud knock on the booth door. When I opened it, I was shocked to see that it was a police officer. He was Black and stocky. My first thought was that I was in trouble and that the clerk set me up. I was devastated and conciliatory.
“You ain’t in no trouble boy,” he said with a deep voice. He took of some of his gear, laid it to the side, then stood with his hands on his hips. “What you waiting for, I haven’t got all day.”
Being a worrier, I still wasn’t sure that this wasn’t a set up but I went with my instinct and got on my knees and felt his crotch, then after seeing no resistance, unzipped his pants and pulled out his average sized cock and put it in my mouth. It didn’t take long for him to get hard and begin skull fucking me, the metal parts of his pants striking and hurting my face. But he had such a firm grip on the back of my head I had to endure. His cock was just long enough to hit the back of my throat so after a while I began gagging.
“Turn your ass around and bend over,” he said as he pulled out. I turned around and put my hands on the bench, obediently sticking my ass out. I heard him spit, then grab my hips and enter me in one motion, causing me to cry out in pain. He began fucking me so hard my head was getting bashed against the foul-smelling wall.
He pulled out long enough to lower his pants, then quickly resumed his assault on my ass until I heard him grunting and groaning as he shot his load inside of me. Without word he pulled his pants and equipment back on, then left for the front. I heard he and the clerk talk for about 5 minutes before he left. I thought I heard the jangle of keys indicating that the clerk had locked the door while the cop was here.
Shortly after that the back room got busy. Being naked I was unable to leave the booth I was in but by the constant opening and closing of booth doors I could tell that the back room was getting busy. The clientele was a mix of ages, ethnicities and body sizes. My being naked was definitely an attraction. The first man in the adjacent booth was a slim Black man who looked through the hole and immediately pulled out his long dick and stuck it through for me to suck. While I sucked it, the door kept rattling with people trying to get in. Within 5 minutes he came in my mouth, pulled out and left.
He was replaced by a white guy who stuck his finger through the hole, so I put my cock through. While the blow job was good, I realized that I wanted cock in my mouth more than I wanted mine’s sucked so I pulled out and waited until he left.
In the next half hour or so I sucked off several guys, most ending up in my belly, but a few backed off and came on my mouth or on the floor in their booth (what a waste). Then a heavyset Black man wearing dress pants and shirt came in o the booth next to me. He looked though the glory hole several times before he told me to open my door, which I did.
When he came in, he played with my cock and balls then sucked my nipples. At that point I thought he was going to be a bottom and I’d have to tell him that we’re probably not a match. He was very good looking, probably in his 50s, well-manicured facial hair on a round face, bald, and delicious full lips.
“Looks like I need to join you,” he said, unbuttoning his shirt. His voice was deep and soothing. He threw his shirt over the wall that separated us from the adjoining booth. Underneath his shirt was a tight tank top that barely covered the tightly curled hairs that covered his barrel chest. I felt his hard nipples and moved the shirt so that I could suck them, prompting aloud moan from him.
“Very sensitive nipples, but we can get to that later,” he commented as he moved my face to his, engaging in a soft kiss. “What are you into?’ he asked.
“Mostly like to suck, but more of a bottom,” I said, getting straight to the point of sexual preference. “You?”
“I like to fuck a nice ass, which you have,” he said, rubbing his hand over my bare cheeks. He then proceeded to remove his pants and underwear, revealing a nicely hung uncut cock. I bent down and sucked his soft member into my mouth, enjoying the feel of his foreskin as it rubbed my throat. “Fuck yeah white boy, suck that black cock,” he said as he rubbed my head, occasionally tugging my hair. His cock was 7-8 inches long but thicker than average when he was fully hard. “Suck his dick,” I heard him say, then noticing a brown cock poking through the glory hole.
For a few minutes I moved from one cock to another both similar in size, shape and color before the glory hole cock squirted a good load into my mouth. After I stood up, he slowly pulled me into him, kissing me so tasting the man whose cock I just sucked to completion. “Taste good?” I asked him.
“Not bad. Loved watching you suck his dick. You’re good man.”
“Thanks,” I said. We began grinding our cocks together and kissing with more passion. His hand found my hole, slowly working a finger in while my hand caressed his hairy, round ass. While we made out, several cocks popped in and out of the glory hole, but we were too much into each other to stop and do anything about it.
“Fuck, I got to put my dick in you,” he said, loud enough to be heard outside the booth.
“How you want it?” I asked, before realizing our options were limited. We both laughed at the silliness of the question.
“Well I’d love to fuck you while your legs are on my shoulders, but….” He said, slowly turning me around and bending me over. “I see you just got fucked, hole’s nice and wet.”
“Yeah, some cop came in an fucked me good,” I said, feeling him spread my cheeks and slide his cock along my ass.
“For real? Well you’re about to get your second load of the night,” he said as he gradually slid his cock in until it was balls deep. “Fuck your tight.”
“Feel okay?” I asked, feeling discomfort despite that fact that I had already been opened up.
“Fuck yes, damn you got a tight ass.” Just as he started fucking me another cock came through the glory hole, this time a humongous black cock. The man behind me grabbed top of the upper wall of the booth in front of us and began pounding my ass hard and loud.
The man on the other side pulled out his cock and began talking through the hole. “Fuck that white ass,” he said, the followed up with several racially charged comments telling the man what to do to me. But the man who was fucking me was focused on his own enjoyment. He grabbed my hips and delivered a several hard thrusts, slamming his cock in me and grinding his hips. “I’m close,” he panted. “Where you want my cum, slut?” he asked.
“In my ass,” I said. I had fantasized about taking multiple loads from Black men in one night, and my dreams were becoming true.
“Yeah, you want my black babies in your ass?” he said, pulling out. “Turn to the side, let’s give this man a show.” We positioned ourselves so that the man in the other booth could see a side view.
“Open your damn door,” he said.
“You want to let him in?” he asked me.
“If you’re okay with it,” I said, liking the idea of being watched. He reached behind him and opened the door. “Come on in bro,” he said.
The guy came in with his dick still hanging out of his pants, at least 8 inches long and fat. He was an older man, average build and obviously drunk. “You all naked in here?” he said as he squeezed in front of me
“Yeah man, let get my nut in this bitch then you can do what you want,” said the man behind me. I took his cue and bent over, my face next to the long cock, and eventually into my mouth. I felt a hard cock enter me, fucking slowly then picking up the pace.
While getting pounded out the new guy was very verbal. A few times he reached over and slapped my ass, saying to fuck harder. He as getting annoying, but his huge cock was a constant source of amazement.
Between the ass slapping, fucking and loud verbal degradation the commotion inside that booth had to have people wondering. “Fuuuuuuck!” I heard him moan, then a strong grip on my hips mean that I was being bred. His groans were excited and sensuous from a man who was obviously pleased. After one final thrust and a hard whack on my ass I could tell that he was spent. I was sucking cock so didn’t the chance to speak with him while he got dressed.
“Enjoy man,” he said as he started to leave. He started to close the door but was interrupted. “Nah man keep the door open. I want everyone to see this bitch do her thing.”
“No problem,” the large man said, saying “See you around, have fun,” before tapping my shoulder and leaving out. I really wished I had the chance to talk to him before leaving and possibly set something up but I had mouthful of cock and he wasn’t letting go.
While two older white guys played with their cocks while watching, the clerk suddenly appeared, telling the man he couldn’t be there because he wasn’t dropping quarters. An argument ensued but eventually the clerk got his way and the drunk man left.
Meanwhile, I was still naked, wondering how long before the clerk returned with my clothes allowing me to go. The bookstore was open 24 hours so at some point he had to get off work. I had already been there 3-4 hours sucked off multiple men and got fucked twice.
The crowd was dwindling but I wanted to wait until no one was there before I asked for my clothes back. But he beat me to it. With one guy in the back room in a booth the clerk came back and tossed my clothes to me. “Get dressed, you’re coming with me,” he said. While I didn’t like that he assumed I would want to go anywhere with him, I did find him attractive and alluring.
When I got to the front an older white man was behind the counter as they exchanged shifts. “Wait for me outside, be there in a few,” he said, sounding impatient.
I was enjoying the warm night air and recalling the events of the evening, wondering how it would end. He came out and immediately told me to follow him into a alley, which I did. We got to a dark section when he stopped.
“This is good,” he said, retreating to an area between building, then pulling down his pants. I took his cue and got down to blow him. He took my head and face fucked me for several minutes, not saying anything. His cock grew to about 9 – 10 inches in length so I was unable to maintain for very long and started gagging.
He then backed up and looked around to make sure no one was around. “Put your hands on the wall,” he instructed. No sooner had I put my hands on the brick wall and was reaching around to pull down my pants, then my underwear. He wasted no time entering me, then ferociously fucking me. The only sounds were his belt buckle scraping the ground and the slamming of flesh on flesh. His hot breath was foul smelling as his breathing grew increasingly rapid. It only a few minutes before ejaculated into me, holding me onto him as he finished cumming. His breathing slowed and his cock slipped out as he backed away.
“How many times you get fucked tonight?” he asked, pulling his underwear and pants up. His tone was still abrupt, but kinder.
“Three, including just now,” I said.
“How many cocks you suck?”
“Probably about 10 – 15, kind of lost count,” I said as I pulled my pants back on.
“First time I seen you I here. Come back next weekend,” he said as he walked away.
I did become a regular at this bookstore for a few years and became a bottom for the clerk with almost every trip. I discovered he was married and worked at the bookstore on the down low. One day I went there and he was gone, never seen by me again. This took place in the 1970s so safe sex was not practiced all that much.

Life as a White Bottom
Posted:Oct 22, 2020 3:47 pm
Last Updated:Dec 30, 2020 3:12 pm
The story I am writing is my various sexual experiences, mostly with Black men. The guys are real, but their names have been changed. The scenes are the best I can remember but considering I started very young, and am now over sixty , some of it will be fictionalized but close the actual occurrence. By very young I mean puberty so I will not write about those experiences. Dialogue is added bring forth the personality of each man, but it is, of course mostly made up.
I was born and raised in a community where white flight reared its ugly head so by the time, I was about eight the community I lived in and schools I went was majority African American. Most of the men who I have had sex with were either Black or Hispanic. Later I began enjoy the company of Asian men as well. But one thing all the men had in common was their body type, ranging from average stocky to obese. I also had an attraction to blue collar types of all ages.
I discovered early on that I was meant to take dick, whether it be in my mouth or ass. Though I have topped a few men, it wasn’t nearly as satisfying as being on the receiving end. Each chapter will highlight a different man, or men, but I will only focus on the really good sex that left an impression. I’ve had plenty of boring sex, but it is forgotten or not worth writing about. There’s no plot device here, just plenty of good sex. What makes it interesting is that each man was different, physically, mentally and emotionally which made each sexual experience unique.
This is also a story of sexual addiction which has often led me to problem situations when my need to get off with a man has put me into several predicaments. Luckily, I am healthy and still going strong despite some close calls with dangerous people, and often unsafe sexual practices. But, by far, my experiences have been with many good people, often with other sexual addicts. It does make for some exciting moments.
I will start when I turned 18 which was also the legal drinking age back then where I lived. At that age I was told I was fairly good looking, boyish face, decent body. But the best feature was my ass. Been told many times that it sits high and round, which might explain why I tend to attract top men.
I drove about an hour to get into the city and my first gay bar. Back then they were not as open and were in industrial sites or alley ways. This one was no different.
Being a Saturday night, the place was busy with an assortment of men. After ordering a beer, I nervously walked around as many eyes were upon me. Fresh meat, I guess. One man in particular caught my attention, a middle-aged black man with a stocky build who sat with a drinking partner. New to the cruising scene, I had little idea what to do so I decided to sit next to him. After a while I was able to join in on the conversation the friendly men were having. The white man was named Roy and the Black man Larry. I thought I felt an extra squeeze on Larry’s handshake a good amount of eye contact. I figured the were a couple until Roy got up say he was going home. After exchanging handshakes, it was just Larry and I together.
“A little young for this place, ain’t ya?” he asked, turning to look at me.
“Just turned 18, today’s my birthday.”
“Well damn, happy birthday,” said Larry, holding his beer up for a toast.
“Thank you,” I said, starting to feel he was interested in me. The song “Heat Wave” resonated throughout the bar, prompting Larry to move his body in sync to the music. I loved how he was free with his thoughts and body.
“This one’s on me birthday boy,” said Larry as he ordered a beer for me. Throughout the rest of the evening and numerous alcoholic beverages he and I got to know each other. He was a high school football coach who was recently divorced with grown . Several men greeting him as they came into and left the bar, so I figured he was a local.
“Last call!” the bartender shouted hours into the evening. Although I wanted the night to continue with Larry, I wasn’t sure how to approach it.
“Well birthday boy, it’s been a pleasure,” said Larry as he got up to put his coat on. My heart san I wanted this man badly, but the opportunity was slipping away.
“Too bad this night has to end,” I said, sounding disappointed.
“It doesn’t have to. I live a few blocks from here. Did you drive?”
“I did, would you like a ride?” I asked, trying to hide my elation.
“Sure, why not, let’s get out of here.” Before leaving, the bartender gave a wink and held his hands far apart, indicating that Larry had a large penis.
During the short ride his place Larry placed his hand on my thigh, causing get an erection. “Looks like someone’s ready,” Larry laughed.
“You do excite the hell out of me.”
“Well that’s a good thing,” said Larry as we pulled up in front of his house. As we entered, he instructed me get comfortable in the living room while he got us a couple more beers. Not sure exactly what he meant, I stripped down my underwear and sat on the couch.
Larry handed the bottled beer then sat next . “Trying get drunk?” I asked.
Larry laughed, allowing notice his beautiful white teeth. “You’re doing a good job of that yourself. Good thing we didn’t get pulled over on the way here, you’re definitely full.”
After a moment of awkward silence, Larry leaned into me, kissing my cheek, then turning my mouth to his. The kisses got deeper and more passionate as we both got more aroused. I reached over and felt his coc The bartender was not exaggerating, his cock was thick and at least inches long and fat. Larry released us from the kiss. “Think you can handle that?”
“Yeah,” I said unconvincingly.
“You have been fucked before, right?” asked Larry, kissing my lips. “Because you’re definitely getting fucked tonight.”
“I have, but nothing this big,” I said, tracing my finger along his semi-hard coc
Larry stood up and held his hand out. “C’mon.” He led his dimly lit bedroom and had sit on his king-sized bed, then unbuttoned his shirt, revealing a large chest and a bit of a belly. Then he unfastened his pants letting them fall to the floor. I did the rest, lowered his briefs that did little to contain the humongous cock that sprang out. I had seen huge cocks in porno, but never held one in my hand, or had in my mouth or ass.
“This is huge,” I said, kissing the head that was as wide as my mouth.
“Can’t wait to get it inside of you,” said Larry, rubbing my head. I tried putting it in my mouth but was only able to get a couple of inches in, so I concentrated on sucking the head and sliding my tongue along the large pee hole. Doubt began to in about the possibility of getting his cock in my ass. Though I have been fucked before, I never had anything over 7 -8 inches. His cock was about a foot long, and fat.
“Let’s get this started,” said Larry, pulling his cock out of my mouth, then gently pushing back on the bed. I had always found that riding a man with a big dick was the best way get acclimated it, but Larry was deliberate and decisive. “Put your legs on my shoulders,” he instructed, pulling towards him. I watched as he grabbed a bottle of lube, coated his cock and then rubbed some on my exposed hole.

He immediately inserted the head of his cock in and I quickly felt like I would not be able to accommodate the wide girth. “Ah shit!” I cried out, breathing heavily, trying to forget the pain that increased as he slowly slid in. “How much of it is in?”
“About or inches,” Larry laughed. “I’ll let you adjust. You are really tight man,” said Larry as he reached get a bottle of poppers. I had never tried poppers so didn’t know what expect. “Breath it in slowly,” I heard him say. “Got warn you though, it takes a long time cum.”
As I inhaled the strange odor, a wave of warmth and ecstasy came over me, resulting in a more relaxed state of mind. I reached down and felt Larry’s wide cock stretching my hole. “Please fuck me,” I moaned. I felt Larry push himself in further. The pain was much more tolerable, and I felt myself beginning to relax as I felt him penetrating me further.
“You want this big black cock, don’t you white boy?” Larry said.
I realized at that time how much race turned on. “Yes, I do, please stick your big black cock in my white ass.” With that Larry pinned my legs behind my head and fully inserted himself, leaning in kiss .
“Well you are getting exactly what you wanted, said Larry, kissing my legs that were spread by his powerful arms.
“How does it feel?” I asked, now enjoying the sensation of having a large cock in .
“Fucking amazing, you?”
“Same. Wasn’t sure I could do it.”
“I’m going fuck the hell out of you,” said Larry, softly kissing the side of my nec He stood up, then proceeded to work his cock in and out of . The sensations were incredible. “There ya go, that’s’ my boy,” said Larry as my moans grew louder with the steady pounding I was getting.
That night Larry fucked for hours. My ass had fully adjusted his cock, but it was getting sore from constant pounding. As I was riding him, I could see daybreak had begun. As much as I was enjoying it, I was ready for Larry cum. My ass was loose and sore, and I was physically tired after being up all night. I had obviously met my match.
I dismounted Larry and laid on my back, thinking about how I could let Larry know I was done. Instead, he rolled over and lifted my legs, re-entering me. “Ready for me cum?” he asked. I felt his entire cock inside of as I gripped the base the best I could.
“Yeah,” I said, feeling a sense of relief.
But what followed was not so satisfying for . He pinned my legs back behind my head as far as they could go, then positioned himself so that his cock was deeply penetrated. He planted his lips on mine, forcing his tongue in, taking by the hair and tugging as he started fucking. Within a minute or he was in an out of like a piston at full throttle, all the time kissing me with equal ferocity. I had lost all ability to control my ass because he was setting the pace.
He released his lips from mine, whispering, “Here I come baby,” then loudly growled, yelling, “fuck, fuck, fuck!” as he emptied himself into me. My legs slowly lowered into a more comfortable position, but his cock was still deeply planted inside of me. After a few deep breaths, he pulled out, allowing me to relax completely. “Damn I needed that,” he panted, then laughed and kissed me quickly before rolling over onto his bac
Still with an erection, I jacked my cock as he sucked my nipples and played in my cum filled ass. Soon I came myself, sending ropes of semen over my head as I typically did when I was overly excited, eventually coming on my own face, chest and belly.
“Damn!” Larry said, “never seen anyone shot their load like that. Put someone’s eye out.”
I just laughed. I was often self-conscious about my ability shoot large loads several feet but eventually embraced it as an unusual condition.

“Well James, I got get some sleep,” said Larry, hinting that he wanted me leave. “You’re welcome shower here if you’d like.”
Always the polite one, I recognized his need for privacy. “Just a towel, I’ll shower when I get home.” Larry got up to get a towel, allowing me the chance to look at his whole body naked in the light. He had a nice, big round ass and thick thighs. His soft cock swung freely when he returned with the towel, handing it to me.
After wiping myself down, I started to get dressed as Larry lay in the bed with the covers over him. “You know you’re way out baby,” he said. Before leaving I bent down to kiss him, which he eagerly returned. “Don’t be a stranger,’ he said as I left out.
Larry and I met twice after that, each time the sex being fantastic. But he met someone and eventually disappeared from my life.
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