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My first time was a a video arcade at the gloryholes. I was there to suck cock only. I was probably on the fourth or fifth load down my throat. Then a very handsome black guy entered the opposite booth. He dropped his jeans and I was rewarded with a large uncut cock to suck. I love to suck an uncut guy and run my tongue under his hood. This guy was so big, I was struggling with taking his girth down my throat. Then, he reached through the hole and held a small brown bottle under my nose. I'd seen poppers used in videos before, but never tried them before. In a firm voice, he told me to sniff and hold in each nostril. I took the bottle and did as he instructed. "Good boy" he said. I kept the bottle. My head whirled as I went down on his big knob again. He fucked his cock deep into my throat. Somehow, the poppers relaxed me. I could taste his precum as I came down from the buzz. The head said, "Hit that bottle again and show me that hole". I turned around and held my ass to the hole so he could see it and I huffed the poppers. As my brain started flying again, I felt a crazy blunt finger push into my ass hole. As I came down, I realized it was his big cock deep in my hole, not a finger. I huffed more of the poppers as he pounded me faster and faster. It felt incredible. Then I heard him cumming from the other side of the wall. Then he pulled out. I was still dizzy. I finally turned around to give him his brown bottle back, only to see the door to the empty cabin swining. I put the cap on the bottle and set it down. Then I reached back to feel my hole. It was very wet. I smelled my fingers. He must have fucked me without wearing a condom because I was full of cum. I sat down in the booth and waited patiently for another cock to come through the hole.

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Bob’s Visit Bob has been a great friend since our college days. Together (although often at a distance over the phone), we celebrated our milestones and we grieved our losses, including the young death of our house mate and friend Dan during the worst days of The Plague. Years ago, he was the first person I told when I found out that I was HIV+ and he listened to me talk out my fears. Though our paths after our university days diverged, we always talked every few months just to catch up. With my career and job travels, it was easy to unintentionally lose touch with friends. So, one day, after about two years absence, I picked up the phone and called Bob. He was thrilled that I called him, but he sounded a little down. I asked him what was wrong and he told me that his marriage had ended about two years earlier. I asked if he wanted to take the Acela (train) and spend the weekend at my place and we could talk and have some drinks. He readily accepted. The following weekend, Bob showed up on my doorstep, and we embraced as two old friends. “So, what happened?” I asked Bob. “Ugh. It’s a long sordid story and I only have myself to blame,” Bob replied. Bob’s wife, Maria, had long suspected that Bob hadn’t been faithful to her (you know -- the Italian guy thing). But she had never directly confronted his infidelities. One weekend, their doorbell rang and Bob answered it. Their neighbor and his wife furiously entered Bob and Maria’s home to confront Bob. “The guy was jabbing his finger against my chest and yelling at me, and Maria walked in and demanded to know what was going on,” Bob said. The neighbor said, “Your husband gave my son syphilis and chlamydia!” “Their 20-year-old kid was home from Brown University for the summer. This guy was hot. I mean, smoking hot body and not at all twinkie. Varsity baseball player…you get the idea. Well, I popped his anal cherry within the first week of his summer break. I fucked him all summer long and he was insatiable…he was always bugging me to fuck him, so it was kind of worth it. Anyway, he went back to Brown last fall and started fucking his girlfriend again after the summer break. Then, he found out I gave him some STDs when he received the results from his team physical exam. Shit, I didn’t even know I was infected. Anyway, he infected the girlfriend, and he had to tell her. So, she broke up with him and then she told his folks that their perfect son was a diseased faggot!” Bob always was a drama magnet, and I wasn’t surprised that his infidelities caught up with him occasionally. “Sex with Maria stopped long ago, so the marriage was sputtering along, and it was just a matter of time until it was pronounced dead anyway,” he explained. “I’m just glad I never gave her any kids.” I knew for a fact that Bob had knocked up at least three girls in college, but they all had abortions fortunately. “So, what’s next?” I asked. “We sold the house and divided all the property up. So, it’s like a clean slate for me,” he said. Fortunately, Bob’s business was doing very well and he’d managed to shelter it from the divorce somehow. We decided to go to a local bar for dinner and had some good quality time talking about nothing and everything in our lives. It was getting late, and we left the bar to head back to my place. I settled Bob in the guest bedroom and then went to bed myself. I hadn’t been under the covers for five minutes before Bob knocked on the door. I told him to come in. Bob was naked and walked in with a sexy dumb grin. He had kept in great shape and his big soft cock hung down over his balls. He walked over to the bed and got in next to me. We kissed and he whispered into my ear, “It’s been too long since we did this.” I didn’t say anything, but I started to nibble on his otter pecs which still drove him crazy. His cock was instantly hard as a rock, and was dripping precum onto my tonsils a few minutes later. “I hope you got those STD looked after,” I commented with a smirk as his cock head popped out of my mouth. “Sit that smart ass of yours on my face, you sexy cunt,” Bob replied. I was on top of Bob and he parted my ass cheeks as he dove in and started to rim me out. I was facing his feet and started to suck his cock in a 69 position which Bob has loved since I’ve known him. I was moaning like a bitch in heat, as I went down on his cock. I pulled off, “I need you to pound me right now,” I moaned. I got up and straddled Bob looking into his eyes, as I lowered my ass to his cock head. I reached back and rubbed his head all over my hole, using his pre-cum to lube up my tight pucker. I put the pressure of my weight on it as Bob held up a bottle of poppers to my nose. I huffed the brown bottle, and he slid right into me. I rode him for a few minutes, and he sat up and tongued my nipple, and I raised my arm so he could huff my pits. He sniffed in my scent as he got even more excited. He positioned me on my back so he could put my feet against his hairy pecs and then he entered me again. We looked at each other as he piston fucked me like a cheap whore. We both loved rough fucking. My cock was rigid and leaking as Bob punished my prostate. I was on the edge of cumming when Bob grunted and I felt him flood my hole. Once he was done, he pulled out and took my cock in this mouth and sucked it like a man with an insatiable thirst. I screamed as he sucked every drop out of me. We were both spent, physically and mentally. Bob put his hairy arm around me as he was the big spoon to my small spoon, and we drifted off.

Pits and pecs.

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Before I was on meds, I hooked up with a cute twink at a bar and we went to his place. He was on his back as I ate his smooth ass out until he begged for me to fuck him. I put my bare cock to his twinkie hole and pushed in with his legs wrapped around my waist. At first, I tore him up a bit because I only lubed him with my saliva and he was tense. But soon my cock was pre-cumming and coating his insides with natural lube of the most toxic variety. He relaxed and we both started to enjoy it. Even though his apartment was nice and cool, after about 20 minutes, I was sweating like a pig all over him. My pace became quicker and then I grunted as I came in him balls deep. I collapsed on him and we kissed. After a bit, I started to get dressed and ready to leave. The twink said, "you're clean, right?" "Sure." I replied.