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What is a shot term sub; just asking for a friend. I know what a short-term sub is. 😝

Very hot! I always enjoy these stories... my life almost mirrored it but the loads never took.

It was around the six month mark that Tim finally took me upstairs at a house party, drunkenly told me he loved me, and pulled me down onto his fat, raw dick for the first time. Honestly, he was a pretty amazing fuck back then, and that first night bare he took me so hard I could barely walk without leaking cum the next day. We took a trip to the clinic, and once we both got a clean slate (phew) he was all over me. It seemed like trust and love sent his sex drive through the roof because that boy would want to fuck any and everywhere, including some places that nearly got us into trouble. What I’m saying is that, as six months turned into a year, I’d found myself in a caring, stable relationship with a wild, exciting sex life. I should have been content. Instead I started… devolving. I’d continued seeing Aiden/Rob and Craig when I could, but they were far away and my time to travel was limited. There’d been a couple more odd fumbles with people at the uni, but nothing wild. I had, however, made friends with a small group of guys around my age (with one fag hag naturally) that were my own thing; I’d go out with them to the local gay bar/club without Tim or my straight friends, and it was with this group I really started to go off the rails. Trigger warnings for people getting drugged (one of them being me) in this one. So the original, core of this little group were me, a guy called David I’d met online, and his friend and defender the sweet but mental Elise. He was 20, tall, and beautiful in a 90’s tv heartthrob kinda way, but I, a very mature 19 by now, wasn’t really interested in him. Y’see, David was sweet, and David was nice, and David enjoyed hanging with me, but David was always chronically shy, and, if I’m honest, kinda dull sometimes. But still, I liked hanging with him, and seeing guys flock to him wherever we went was kinda fun. We were good friends for quite awhile, before, and even after, what we both referred to as "The Incident". The Incident started on a Friday out at our local gay club. It always got pretty packed in there, being a big student city and all, and tonight was no different. Now I didn’t drink alcohol very much at this point, being both poor and kinda afraid of drunk me. David, on the other hand, enjoyed a cocktail, and would get pretty drunk on out nights out, after which I’d normally be the one to safely walk him home and pit him in his bed. This time he’d ordered a massive, strong, super-sour cocktail from the bar and was having trouble finishing it, and after he offered me a sip I told him I’d help him with it, because I’m actually incapable of turning down anything sour. So we stood at the bar, chatting, taking sips, having a dance, saying hi to people we knew, and just generally enjoying our night. Once the drink was gone there were a couple more songs before closing time, so we headed out to the dance floor to finish the night on a high. Ooh and a high it was. The dancing felt great, the music sounded great, and we were making out with anyone who wanted it. But by the time we staggered outside we were completely gone, and I don’t remember anything of what must’ve been an hour or more getting home. When I come to, I’m in my single bed, butt-naked, big-spooning an equally naked David. My head is super cloudy, but my dick is rock hard, and pressing against David’s juicy butt. I’m kinda hesitant about moving; part of me knows this is my friend that I’m not even that into, and that I have no idea how we ended up like this, while the other part of me is baying for blood. I settle for nuzzling into the back of his neck and trying to ignore my dick, at which point he must have come to as well, because he starts to gently move his butt against my raging boner. Well that was all the waving red flag the beast in me needed, and I wrap one arm around him and pull him towards me. I coat two of my fingers on the other hand with spit, and without us saying a word to each other I move to finger his warm, tight hole. The dawn light is peaking through the window enough for us to see, and I lean up so I can look at him properly while my fingers work their magic; he really is rather handsome, eyes closed as he gently moans, back arching his lean, hairy body, and whatever is in the driving seat instead of me knows that I’m going to have this guy right now. It’s at this point that David finally turns to me, and even in the dim light his eyes look like saucers. We just keep staring at each other as he reaches up a hand to spit on it, before moving it slowly down to my throbbing cock. Whatever’s got a hold of me, it makes his warm, wet hand closing around my dick feel like fireworks going off on my skin: I’m literally tingling all over as he rubs his spit over my head and shaft, and my fingers dig even deeper into him, forcing out a long moan as they hit his spot. Even the sounds he’s making are giving me pleasurable shivers now, and I pull my fingers out to run my hand over his beautiful ass and muscular thighs. He takes that opportunity to guide the head of my dick to his warm, waiting hole, and we both gasp as my thick head wetly pops inside him. We pause here; we can feel something is awkward and weird and wrong here, but we’re both wide-eyed and completely dazed, and so, so fucking horny. My whole body feels electric as my hand gently pulls on his hip, sliding him back onto me so very slowly. He groans once I’m fully inside him, and we stay like that for some time, looking at each other before I start to gently move my hips into him. It’s that moment when I foggily remember that I’ve never taken anyone but my boyfriend to this bed, where my housemates and friends are all only a few thin walls away. The panicked thought awakens a sudden urgency in me, and I move David around until I’m on top of him, his long legs up on my shoulders, and thrust my whole length into him. He cries out for me to go slow and I ssh him, and that’s the only time we speak to each other for the whole encounter. We don’t even kiss, it seems too intimate, so we just look into each other’s eyes as I bend him in half and rail him with an energy I shouldn’t have had at that hour. The rhythm stays intense and the sound of my balls slapping against his butt cheeks and my headboard banging against the wall is only interrupted by the grunts and moans coming from the two of us. Suddenly, I feel his hands tighten their grip on my arms, and looking down I see him cumming over his hairy chest without having even touched his cock. Without asking I hold him down for a few thrusts more before unloading what feels like a gallon of jizz inside him. We collapse next to each other, whatever possessed us seems to evaporate, and seconds later we’re fast asleep. The wake up the next morning was… awkward. He tells me he’s never been fucked like that, or even fucked bare before, and he doesn’t know what came over him, and I can only apologize for ruining his ass and filling him up, saying I’d felt really strange too, like I’d been super drunk which seemed impossible on half a cocktail. It stayed awkward for a few weeks until a friend told us how someone had tried to spike their drink at the same club we’d, and the puzzle clicked into place. We met up for lunch, and hashed things out, and agreed that wouldn’t make a report or tell anyone, which in hindsight was a terrible thing to do, but at the time was a utter relief that I wouldn’t have to tell Tim about everything. David and I stayed friends for years, and even though we occasionally joked about that night we never repeated it. However, David wasn’t the only one in that friend group that brought me spiraling towards trouble… Thanks again for reading, see you next time (I hope). And always, comments, questions, and feedback are totally welcome, I love the attention 😂

id like to know of any regular uninhibited groups as well.

Steamworks in Chicago is not ashamed of what it is, it’s a beautiful place and you could spend a whole weekend there easily. There’s food and a fireplace, they have even made convenient personal douching options available. I’d love to have a chance to visit the other Steamworks but haven’t had a chance yet. If there is any future for these institutions of gayness, Steamworks leads the way.

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I'm sure plenty of other guys were happy to take it.

I use Albolene, available at any drug store and some supermarkets, cheap and a little goes a long way.

All of the bathhouses I've been to, at least allow leaving the door open. I have been to a few that don't allow fucking in any common areas, which as an exhibitionist I don't like. I've openly fucked or been fucked by staff members at most of the bathhouses I've been to, so most do not have restrictions like that.

I have no issues taking poz loads but I still have hesitation when someone tells me they have syphilis or some other STI. I am on Prep and take doxy, and I do eventually accept their load but I would like to lose that hesitation. Does anyone else have this bit of doubt? If so how do you get past it?

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Slammer also has Club 541 in Palm Springs now, which would also be a great choice for a 1st fuck club to visit. No private rooms, and no prohibitions on fucking in the common spaces. Like Slammer in LA it does have cubicles that lock for those that are shy being a slut in public, as well as a dark room for those that don't like putting on a show for their fellow sluts. I haven't been to the one in Ft Lauderdale, so I can't comment on that one.

Potential crimes like these always intrigue me since the victim consented and was a willing (unwilling?) participant.

@hntnhole Did you frequent Man's World - Chicago down the street? Either Slammer is a good choice for a first visit to a sex club. There are few left in the US. My first sex club was Blow Buddies - San Francisco. Northern Sauna was my second bathhouse. Sad its gone. Reading through this thread confirms to me that the best/most popular bathhouse in the US is Steamworks Chicago.