[Like A Champ] Getting caught up in the moment

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One of my recent rendezvous with Rob turned into something of a learning experience for both of us, especially for me. He wanted to take me out to a private club he knew about, sort of a dingy place that used to be a tiny corner bar in a working-class neighborhood but is now just a place where gay guys hang out, listen to music and I guess have sex in the bathroom. I never saw much sex but that's probably because of the cloud of smoke in this joint. Is it me or do too many gay guys smoke like chimneys?

Well, cigarettes and I don't mix too well. I nearly died of all the smoke and probably acted like a baby wanting to leave. So to make it up to him for agreeing to leave earlier than he would have liked, I started going down on him as soon as we got back to his car, then at his place, took 3 loads over several hours in every position including a little wheelbarrow action. Not only were we looking to unload but also looking for extra cardio i guess. lol. Only position we didn't do was what I call the cradle fuck. By the time we thought of it, Robert was exhausted, and he would've had to do most of the work on that one. ;-(

But I did try something different this time. You see, Robert is black, and I've gathered from the past few years of knowing him that racist stuff really, really bothers him. (It bothers me too, trust me.) And I know the N-word is one of his action words. In other words, he can get quite worked up over it.

So while he was behind me fucking the shit out of me and working to give me Load No. 2, we were both getting pretty verbal. He was calling me a white bitch whore and I was begging him to go harder. Finally, in the heat of the moment, i yelled out "Fuck me Nigger!" and that did it... He slammed his palm flat on my butt that sent shock waves through my skin. He followed with a couple more in the same spot (that's probably why it was still visible five days later.) And he started ramfucking me without mercy, where he pulled his cock out all the way then ram-slammed it, to the hilt, hitting my wall and hurting like a motherfucker.

In fact, from that point until he came about 10 minutes later, it hurt like it hasn't in a long while. I felt like I was being raped, for real.

He demanded to hear what I called him again, and I repeated it, only to have him repeat the spanking and the raping. The third time, I refused to repeat the word but instead begged him to forgive me. He ordered me to shut up and take it, that this was now a punish fuck and I was not going to enjoy it... Secretly, I loved every second, especially now in hindsight, but boy it did hurt, I gotta admit that.

Don't worry, we're all good. He knows I don't have a racist bone in my body, and just before we fucked we had watched some porn where the N-word was thrown around by a black bottom. We pillow-talked later about it, when I sought to make sure he knew I abhorred the word in real life, but in the throes of passion, using it at that time in that particular circumstance just came naturally and, in truth, had the exact desired effect of spurring him to fuck me like he rarely does. Rough, raw and relentless -- my Xtube code words, which are in honor of him. lol.

That was a couple of weeks ago. I'm tempted to try it again later this week when we hope to hook up again. But I don't want him to think I'm now hooked on that word. Guess we'll just have to play it by ear. I'm curious to hear what all my black online buds think...

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