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Don't forget to lock the door.


## There are definite risks to hosting anon In your own apartment!

It’s no secret that I’m a fan of anonymous sex.   The more anonymous the better.  Usually when Ii’m really in the mood, I get a room.  I”m a master of sanitizing the room, I’ve got a burn phone.  I hide my car key, I keep my wallet in the car, and nothing else that can be stolen, or used against me.   (Well not completely.  I keep a flogger where it can be seen)

About a year ago, I moved into a downtown loft.   There were some times that I just didn’t feel like getting a room somewhere and was horny as hell so I broke a cardinal rule and let a few select guys into my apartment.   It’s an inside apartment facing another building so it gets pretty dark.  There is very little ambient light.  The only light in the apartment is the glow from the thermostat.  My bedroom door was right inside the apartment door, and I moved a selfing uint so it would be hard to get to the rest of the apartment.

I was also being selective about who I invited in.  Since I was going to be hooded and blindfolded.   I invited guys that I had met before and had a track record with.

I would invite them over,  have the door open, and be on my knees hooded so I couldn’t see anyone.  I was in a secure building, so I had to buzz people in.  This had given me a false sense of security.  I did have some fun though .  A couple of guys my age, and a few younger guys.  I’m pretty sure a couple of them were black, but I didn’t care.  And one had a huge dick.  I have no idea how big it was, but when it got hard in my mouth and hand, it filled me up.  I was glad he was patient because he would have ripped me open if he had just taken me balls deep.

I have two bedside stands next to my bed.  The one on the far side has all my crap on it.   Charger for phone, iPad (kept in drawer so it can’t be seen) kindle, alarm clock and such.  On the other stand had my sex stuff.   I keep it on a tray that I can slide into a drawer quickly and easily as needed.    It’s got lube, but plug, dildo.   ( a really nice new big realistic dildo) etc.  There was also a small LED light constantly shining on the tray so things could be seen.
Middle of the night, the 4th of July and after a long weekend of binging work on my dissertation, I had passed out on the bed.  It was about 2am,  naked, face down.  I must really have been distracted because I apparently hadn’t locked my door.

So again it was about 2-2:30.  I woke suddenly in a panic, feeling a something heavy laying me holding me down and something large and slippery pushing at my asshole.  I trashed around a bit but it was too heavy to move it off me.   I heard a whisper in my ear,  “relax, you know me, enjoy” and that large object, which I now realized was a big cock started pushing inside me.  I was still in that mixed, sleep and terrified state.   It just kept pushing in,  burning, but not stopping.   Suddenly I could feel his hair and balls against me and I knew it was buried deep inside me.

He pauses and he again whispered in my ear.  You like it anon, and I know you’ve talked about just being taken, so enjoy.  Here it is.  He pulled out almost completely and then pushed it back in to the hilt,  He did this a couple of time, then pulled all the way out and rammed it deep inside me , doing this a couple of times.   He then started fucking me.   There is nothing else to call it.  He just started long deep, fast strokes, Filling me.  He called me a slut and a whore.  All the time laying on my so I couldn’t move.  Long fast strokes, stretching me wide,  He would stop occasional and with one hand holding me down would dribble more lube He started breathing faster and I could feel him swell in me, he trust in HARD and grunted and I knew he was humming in me.  He pulled out slowly still holding me down.

He whispered in my ear.  I’ve been here a couple of times before.  You just didn’t realize I lived in the building.   You shouldn’t leave your door unlocked.”   He smacked my ass hard, and I heard him pull his pants up and then the door open and close.  I got up on shaky legs and locked the door.  It was now 0315,   He had been fucking me hard for about 30 min.

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A friend of mine who used to live in Dallas (or Austin, can't remember) once hosted a party (regular saturday night drinking gathering, not parTy) at his place, and he went to sleep once everyone left. OR SO HE THOUGHT! Some psycho I guess hid somewhere inside and stabbed him multiple times around the body and face.

Thank God, he's alive and well. We fucked raw high on coke after the club the night he told me.

So yeah, lock ur doors!

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