1st Slam & Stealth Fuck

[Readyindc]

The last time I partied was intense! I'm still trying to decipher it all, but suffice it to say, it was a memorable experience.

It was one of those rare weekends where I had no plans, so I started to look for a guy with whom I had once before smoked T, who had fucked me senseless. I'm white, 5'5", 130 lbs and decent looking. He's black, built like a brick shithouse with a huge eight inch cock that really stretched my tight hole. I'd hoped he would be around and available, since I'd had an amazing time when we'd played before. I looked online at all the regular sites but he wasn't online. I thought what the hell, I'll text him. We traded some texts Friday night and he was busy, but I woke up Saturday morning to an invitation from him to clean up and come over. I hadn't eaten anything the day before in anticipation of partying all weekend, so in no time I was showered and on my way to his place.

He had me meet him across the street at the drug store where he was picking up supplies for the day. As we walked to his apartment, he asked if I'd ever slammed. Nope, never slammed, and it had been a year since I'd partied at all, so I reluctantly said I was not really interested in that. Just wanted to smoke, swirl, and have sex all day long. We got to his place and he immediately mixed me a glass of G and juice, which I downed immediately. He also mixed up two more glasses of it and left them on his kitchen countertop -- thinking ahead to when we'd want another round, I assumed. We headed to his bedroom which has a bathroom right off of it where he got out a couple of pipes and some nice Tina rocks, loaded the pipes, and we started to smoke as he messed with things around the room and we both started getting undressed.

He put some Chaos Men porn on his laptop and fiddled with the TV and DVD player while encouraging me to continue to smoke. I no time I was naked and getting high as a kite. For some reason, he closed his bedroom door and said, "Now today just relax. It's just you and me in here. Just the two of us." He seemed to get everything done about the time the G started to kick in. Which is when he went for the kill. "Now we're going to slam." No, that's OK. I don't really.... But with the smoking and swirl working on my brain, he knew I wanted it and he just did it. He mixed up a rig for me and started to shake it while pulling on his thick black cock. The big metal cockring he had on made it even bigger and harder. As he shook the orange-tipped needle, I got out some Maximum Impact and a washcloth and played with my shrinking dick. Even with a rubber cockring, when I party it stays soft and shrinks down to nothing. That was definitely the case that morning. "There, it's all ready now," he said, grabbing a piece of rubber tubing from the floor by the bed.

He gently took my arms in his hands, looking for a vein. I don't work out much so it was hard to find one. He was calm and measured but I started getting impatient when the tubing wouldn't' stay around my left arm. I took it with my right hand and twisted it tightly. He found a vein that would work right in my elbow. "You can look away now," he said. "Nah, I want to watch" I replied. He said "Alright" and swabbed the vein with an alcohol pad. Then he gently inserted the tip of the needle into the vein until it popped. "Now I'm going to draw out a little blood," he said as he did it, "and here it goes."

He pressed the plunger and I watched with fear and anticipation as my first slam ever entered my bloodstream. "There," he said, withdrawing the needle and wiping my arm. "You ready? Pull off the tube and put your arm over your head." I did as he instructed, lifting my arm over my naked body. I felt my pupils dilate even more as he got up and went into the bathroom to slam himself. As I watched him prepare to slam himself in the bathroom light, I clumsily found the lube and smeared it over my hold and shriveled cock. I grabbed the Maximum Impact and washcloth and sprayed some into the cloth with shaking hands. One, two, three big sprays. Suddenly I heard a loud clang. Somehow the metal cockring had fallen off of his dick, striking the bathroom tile and ringing loudly. I turned around on my hands and knees on the bed with my hole facing him in the bathroom as he released the tube from his arm. I heard someone (me??) say, "I need you to fuck me!" Fuck was I saying that? I guess so because when he asked what I'd said I replied, "I need you to fuck me!!"

I held the Maximum Impact-soaked cloth to my mouth and nose and breathed in deeply. My vision started to dim and before I knew it I completely blacked out, whether from the slam, the swirl, the Max Impact or what I don't know.

More to cum.

Edited June 10, 2013 by Hotload84

[bear5797]

dam I would love for that to happen to me

[Bttm2go]

Hot. Can't wait for part two.

[Party Cum Hole]

fucking hot.. cant wait.. thanks..

[LBRaw]

Althogh no Max Impact at the time.. but I do sort of remember the part about balcking-out. Completely lost connection to everything .... all I can remember from my first slam was that my hole was under constant use... toys, dicks, and my crotch and ass was covered with dried cum in the morning.. and it wasn't mine. I had a bad case of t-dick also.

[hungrypighole]

Fuck! So hoT!!! Can't wait for the next chapter. Sounds like one of my trips to the baths!

[RawNerd]

There is no more to this story......that's all of it!

[Bbdudesyd]

That’s all? Boring 

[SoCalHole]

More!!  Want you to wake up with 2 BBC’s stretching your tight little hole like never before and a 3rd down your throat.