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Writing has been a part of me for a long time now. I wasn’t particularly good at English—I remember struggling with grammar the most. Like most stereotypical Asian kids, I was particularly good at math and science, and those were the subjects I chose going into high school and beyond. Math only has one correct answer, which comforted me, while there really isn’t a right or wrong answer when it comes to English essays. That often frightened me. When I got my first job working at a yogurt shop, I took it upon myself to write weekly newsletters for the staff to update them on what was happening. I often got praised for the effort by my manager, which went a long way in building my confidence with writing. One day, I decided to do something about my lack of grammar skills, so I went and bought a grammar book—and you wouldn’t believe it, I actually liked it. A lot. It listed rules on when and where to use things like commas, em dashes, and quotation marks, and it helped improve my writing immensely. It wasn’t until I started reading lots of children’s literature, particularly A Series of Unfortunate Events by Lemony Snicket, that I began to understand something important: rules, like most things in life, are meant to be broken. Snicket had a particular knack for doing his own thing, for bending the rules of grammar to suit his style and voice. That was so captivating to me that I began changing the way I wrote myself. I started using more commas—particularly run-on sentences, which are always a no-no in the world of literature—but I love it. I put way too many commas in my sentences. A long time ago, I read a book about mastery that explained how everyone starts off as an apprentice. At some point in your learning, you reach a stage where you’re no longer simply doing what you’ve been told. You can experiment and start changing the course of history with new and innovative techniques. I like to think I’m at that stage now—taking words and sentences and bending them to my will. It’s sloppy at times, and for the most part, I’m sure it doesn’t even make sense. A parent once told me they’re just making things up as they go—parenting, that is—and I feel the same way with my writing sometimes. I’m making things up on the spot and hoping that it sticks, like spaghetti on the wall. And you know it’s good when it does.

I met Adam online and we ended up going out on a date. He was 20 and I was 22 at the time. It went really well and we went back to my place and got naked. He had a beautiful uncut 7 inch cock that I loved to suck. We sixty-nined for a bit and then he rolled a condom onto my cock and rode it until we both came. We met up a half dozen more times, a couple times we sucked each other off, and the other times, I would fuck him, but always with a condom. I didn't see him for while after that. After he turned 21, I ran into him at one of the gay bars. We chatted and hit it off again, and ended up going to the nearby sex club. The place was empty except for the attendant, so we had the run of the place. I bought a little tube of lube and grabbed one of the free condoms they had all over. We went to a little raised padded area after we got undressed and proceeded to make out, rubbing our cocks together. I spun him around so we could sixty-nine, and I deep-throated him, almost causing him to cum. He wanted me to fuck him, so I dutifully put on a condom, since he had always insisted on me wearing one. I put his legs on my shoulders, and with my cock covered and lubed, slid inside him and fucked him for a few minutes. After a bit, he wanted to take a break, so I pulled out of him. We lay next to each other and he pulled the condom off me and threw it into a nearby trash can. He asked me if I ever bottomed, and I told him I did occasionally, but it was pretty rare at the time. He got me up on my knees and pushed me against a wall. He wrapped his arms around me, his right hand started slowly jerking my cock. "I guess the bottom is going to become the top tonight," he said. "Okay," was all I said. He nestled his cock in my crack and slowly started rubbing it up and down. The he drew away to grab the lube. He lubed up his fingers and slowly started putting one finger, then two into my ass. I was moaning in please as he was doing it. He removed his fingers and put the head of his cock at my hole and and started to push in. The head of his cock pushed past my sphincter, and then he pulled it back out. He missed on the next thrust, so I reached back to guide his cock in. I was a little drunk and not really paying attention, but I realized he wasn't wearing a condom. "You're not wearing a condom," I told him. "Don't worry, I'll pull out before I cum," he said, thrusting his cock back into my hole. This time he shoved all 7 inches balls deep into my hole. He pulled back and started fucking me with a nice rhythm. I was so turned on by having his cock in me bareback. I knew it was risky and that I should have him put on a condom, but my horniness took over and I let him continue to fuck me bare. He fucked me for a solid 5 minutes, we were both moaning our pleasure. "You don't have to," I told him. "What?" he asked. "Pull out." "Pull out before I cum?" he asked. "Yeah," I said. He continued thrusting his raw cock in me. "Are you sure? I'm pretty close, but I can still pull out," he said. "You don't need to," I said. "I should probably pull out," he said as he started picking up the pace of his fucking. "Don't," I said. He kept thrusting, his dick kept hitting my prostate just right. "Last chance, I'm about to cum, you sure you don't want me to pull out?" he asked. "Just fucking cum in me please!" I said. "Fuck yeah, here it comes!" he said, and thrust his cock in my 3 more times then sank it deep in my ass. I felt his cock twitch as his load emptied into my hole. A few strokes of my cock were all it took for me to shoot my own load all over the wall in front of me. He pulled out and I spooned him, my still hard cock nestled in his ass crack. "Always nice to turn the tables on a top," he teased. "Don't get too many ideas," I said, and he moaned in pleasure as I pushed my bare cock into his ass for the first time. 20 minutes later, my second load went deep in his ass.