I was a decent deepthroater even back then. Met a German guy at the bathhouse who was quite impressed with my skills (he was 8" or 9" and thick). Somehow I told him that I had never taken raw dick (or any dick, actually). He told me that he was taking me back to his hotel. Got back there and stripped (received the appropriate compliments about my ass!), and was told to lie on the bed on my back with my head over the edge. Got him to the edge, at which point he pulled out. Just before I opened my mouth to ask why, he produced the brown bottle. I started to snort it, but he told me to huff it through my mouth. Three big hits (the last of which he made me hold for 10 or 15 seconds), and I started to see colours. He pushed me back on my back, put my legs over his shoulders, and pushed in with one long slow motion. I got three loads from him.
Him: "why haven't you asked me my status?"
Me: "you would have said something if you were poz"
Him: "Good boy. Wish I could take you back to Germany. My friends would love you."