My Journey With Pnp

[BiGeekySlut]

So I've been browsing the stories here on breeding.zone and decided to share some of my experiences.

I never really "pnp'd" up until a year and half ago. I played it safe with guys, mostly just sucking them off, and in the early years of experimenting with guys, occasionally topping guys. I tried to bottom but never could get past the initial pain, get walked through by a top, and even with the aid of poppers, just never could enjoy it.  Then after going through some relationship issues with a girl (I'm bisexual), I decided during a stop-over with my work to hookup with a guy.

He approached me on a hookup site and asked if I had ever pnp'd. I told him no, but I might be willing. He wanted to know if was okay with coke and molly. I had to look up molly to see the effects, but after reading, figured what the hell.  I went over to his apartment and picked him up, along with some coke. He was still waiting to hear back from his dealer about the molly. We headed back to my hotel room.

The guy was a very attractive younger black guy. He was into just about everything, bisexual, and just wanted to have some fun. He pulled out the coke, made a few lines, and showed me how to snort some. I tried it. It was pretty good.  We threw on some porn, drank a few beers, and started to jerk off together. He had a nice 8" averagely thick cock, mine a decent 7".  I offered to suck on him a bit, the high hitting me.

I did this for a bit, alternating between jerking us both off and sucking on his delicious cock. About 20 minutes into this, his dealer calls him up, and we make arrangements to go and pick it up.  After the pickup, we head back to the hotel, popping a few pieces of molly.  He said it would probably take as long to get back to the hotel for it kick in.

So we get back, strip down, turn the lights down, and thrown on porn. Drinking a bit of some beer we bought, along with hitting a few more lines and popping molly.  We start talking a bit raunchy, about a few taboo things.  The porn we were watching was just getting really good (for the life of me i can't remember what it was, some girl and a guy i think), and then just waves of heat it me.

I'm starting to jerk off furiously, and I'm hitting wave after wave of pleasure. Horny as all get out. He knows I'm flying, and he starts to talk really dirty, really raunchy, really taboo. I'm telling him my little secrets and fantasies, things I've never told anyone.  He's leaning back in his chair, his cock hard as hell. He's rubbing his nipples and looking at me like I was this gorgeous hunk.  I drop down infront of him, crawling like a bitch in heat. All I can fathom in my brain is how much I want to please him, suck his hard cock, how I could imagine his cock in my ass, fucking me.  I ask him if I could please suck his beautiful black cock, if I could just please him this black Adonis god infront of me.  He just nods.

I reach up to his cock, slowly stroking it, as I take it in my mouth, licking it. I suck it in deep, and just worship it.  I lick it top to bottom, his balls, his taint; I spit on it, and take it in as far as I can go. I just work it, work it because this was my god's black dick. I was loving it. He's talking to me the entire time, just on fantasies, on what he wants to do with me, how much he enjoys me sucking his cock.

This goes on for hours. I really wanted to get fucked, but my fears of not being cleaned enough (despite doing all I could) and the pain still stuck with me.  Mostly it was me sucking him off twice that made it enjoyable.  We made out, 69'd, sucked and tweaked nipples, fingered each other. It was heavenly.

After cumming the few times we did, we tried to rest, but the high of the coke (or as I later suspect tina) kinda made it hard.  I spent several days with him, but never got that same enjoyment. No fucking, just sucking and talking.  Eventually I took him home, some drama happened between us, and well that was the end of that.

But I'll never forget what had happened, how I felt, how I enjoyed it.  And thus I began to look into partying and exploring more with pnp. 

Months later, I moved in with a friend, my job just not working out (mostly due to the situation I wrote about previously).  I found some work, and after a while, decided to start cruising for pnpers. I was Atlanta, so I knew there had to be some. And it did not disappoint me.

First time with Tina:
I met a guy on a cruising site. His name was Ace. He hit me up, seeing my profile listing about pnp and the like. So we talked for a bit and he offered to teach me.  I met him up at his house. He was an short but mildly athetic black guy, early 20s.  He was vers and into everything, from crossdressing to fucking to getting fucked to various kinks.  He was also a biochem major at one of the local colleges.  Ace explained a lot to me, how things worked in the body, methods of taking drugs, and the various ones out there.

So after a bit, we get naked and start to play a bit. His cock is like mine, and he puts his in a cockring. I decline, as I've never been able to wear one comfortably.  He pulls out a water bottle and explains that this is ghb or g.  He says most people enjoy it cause its like alchohol, with the warmness and the loosing of inhibitions.  He tells me to always becareful with how much i take, that I should always try about half a cap full, see my reaction, then try a bit more hours later. Never more within an hour if its not hitting me, as there are lots of things that can slow the reaction to it.  So half a cap I take, him a full cap.  We start to make out a bit, tweaking nipples, feeling each other up.

About 15 minutes in, I can feel the g hitting me. I'm all warm and tingly. I tell Ace about my previous experience and how this is like it. He said molly can be the same, just depends.  We really get back into, moving into a 69.  His dick taste decilious, and we're both going to town on each other, gay porn playing in the background.

We stop for a bit, and he asks if I'm ready for tina. He's already explained it all to me, and that we're gonna try smoking it.  So he pulls out the pipe, loads it, and lights it. He instructs me to take slow puffs then one long one when I think I'm done.  I do as he says, and after the last big hit, he grabs my face so we can shotgun.  Oh man, the high. That initial high. So good.

He then takes a hit, watching me as I start to tweak a bit. My nipples are hard and electric. My cock, not so much but horny as hell. I can feel the air around me. It was great.  He shotguns me again, our tongues dancing back and forth.  He pushes me back on the bed, putting down the pipe.  He plays with my nipples, sucking them, biting them.  He moved down to my cock and starts to suck it. I'm slightly getting hard, and he sees this, and explains about tina dick.  He keeps on sucking, along with licking my balls and my ass. I moan.

He hears this and pushes my legs back, and throws a pillow under me.  He dives in, eating my ass.  In between, he's asking me questions about my fantasies, my limits. By this point, I figured there's not much I can hold back. He's not scared or weirded out, he's on the same wavelength.  He asks about if I've ever really been fucked, and I explain no, but god do I want it.  He checks his phone and says that he wants to play more but can't really have company.  I think about it and I offer him my last free hotel I have (due to my previous work).  He's cool with that, and that helps pay for my portion of the supplies.

So we get dressed, pack up his toys and such, and get a hotel nearby.  It’s a nice suite (since that's what my points gave me), and we settle in. Hook up a laptop to the tv, thrown on some porn.  Light up some more.  He then suggests we clean out. He brought a shower hose, and he goes in first. Afterwards, he explains to me how it works, what to do.  I spend some time cleaning out.

After I come out, I notice that he's a bit off.  Apparently while I was in the shower, he got a bad call from a friend, and was a bit down.  He just suggested watching porn while he laid down for a bit.  I pretty much spend the rest of my time high and horny, stroking off, using a few his toys to fuck myself. By morning, after he gets up, we pack everything up. He apologizes for what happened, and we part ways.

(Yes, I know this one ends poorly.)

Side-note:
A few months later, we hook back up after I score just a small amount of Tina.  I meet up at his place, get cleaned out, and we hit a cap of G.  We do what little Tina I had, smoking a bit of it. I even get him to bootybump me a bit.  We make out, suck each other, and then after he shows me some of his poppers, I ask him to fuck me.

He lays me on my back, puts a pillow under my hips, and lubes me up. I've been fucked by a few guys during the time between our encounter and this, so I'm more used to fucking.  He strokes off, tweaking his nipples, getting very rock hard.  I hit the poppers, some strong stuff he's made, and I'm in heaven, as his cock slides into me. He gives me some time to adjust, going slow with easy strokes.  He starts to go faster, as we make out and I tweak his nipples, which makes him growl and get hornier.  After a few minutes, he's pounding my ass. I'm moaning, I'm swearing, I'm begging.

He flips me over, ordering me on my hands and knees.  I comply. He pushes my head down, as he pushes himself back in me, no pain, just pleasure. He keeps up his pace. He warns he's getting close, I'm fucking him back.  He grunts, grabbing my hips hard, as he shoots in me, breeding me.

We clean up, and the part ways. I try to hook up with him but he always declines.

(more to come)

 

[AerynTS]

Mmm....Tina, Gina, a sling, some horny fuckers that love BB...and I'm set for a long weekend...

 

[BiGeekySlut]

2^nd Encounter
My second encounter with pnping was not all that great. Hooked up with a guy on a cruising site who lived in a well-to-do area of Atlanta. He offered me pot and tina, and we played around a lot. He was a thin athletic type with a nice thick 7” cock.  The pot and tina were excellent together, making me very horny and slutty.  After sucking his cock for a while, he wanted to mount me.  He turned me on my stomach, spread my legs, and ate me out for a few minutes. 

Then he offered me some poppers while he lubed me up. His were a bit strong, but that could also have been with the combined effect of pot and tina.  He kissed my spine, as he put his thick head to my rosebud.  He slowly pushed the head in, urging me to take another hit or two.  I feel his cock slide in me and I moan out, a little bit of pain. He eases a bit and slowly thrusts in me as I get used to his thickness.  He starts picking up the pace, holding my hips and drawing me towards him, that thick cock hitting all the right spots.  He keeps this up for a good 10 or so minutes.  He kisses my neck and asks if I’d like to clean him off, as I had previously told him I had never done it but wanted to.

So he slips out and lays on the bed, his cock glistening with lube.  I hit the poppers and then dive on it. The lube isn’t that bad and tasting myself was interesting.  I suck him for a few minutes, then stop as my head is rolling a bit.

We stop playing for a bit, as he shows me his closet with leather gear and the like. I can tell he’s pretty tweaked and I’m…I’m a bit off.  I think the tina was wearing a bit off, as we didn’t hit a lot. And the pot was good as well.  So after a few minutes of trying stuff on and the like, I ask if I can hit some more as I’m still horny and want his cock.  He nods, dancing to the music he has playing, all his leather harness and boots, tweaking his nipples and stroking his cock in his closet’s mirror.

I go back to the bedroom and find the pot cigs we were using, along with his mini bong for tina.  I hit the pot a bit, and then try the tina.  As I’m taking in a few puffs, he comes up behind me, pushes me down on the bed, and pushes himself in me.  I’m in pain, and instantly shake out of everything.  He hears me yelp and pulls out, and sees he’s torn me a bit.  He goes to his bathroom and quickly gets some wipes and toilet paper. My ass is on fire, and as I clean, I see bright crimson, which is a close tear.  I’m not that happy.

So we just wind down. Since I barely got anything off the pot and tina, I take my time to get re-hydrated and the like.  I can tell after about 20 minutes he’s ready for me to leave.  And so I’m quickly rushed out the door, my ass still hurting.  Not a fun evening.


3^rd time pnp and 1^st Slam
So a couple of days after my last disaster, I’m once again looking for more pnp experience. I had at this point looked up various ways to do tina, and Ace instructed me on some of it, so I figured maybe I could find someone to do things with.  I had been talking to a long-distance friend of mine who introduced me to breeding.zone as well as a couple of other sites. I made profiles and started to search around. I hit up people I found interesting, big dicks, tops, et all.

While cruising on my tried and true hookup site, I found an older white guy who wanted to have a couch-player type roleplaying situation, and didn’t mind me coming over and staying overnight to play.  I headed over to his place, along with some poppers and some G Ace had given me.

The guy, we will call him ‘Couch’, was a pretty attractive guy in his early 50s, a normal body, decent cock.  He found me cute and definitely wanted to get high and enjoy ourselves. He lived with his husband who was out of town for a month.  He brought me into his office, put on some bareback porn on his big screen, and pulled out his supplies.  He had a bong and let me hit it a few times.  There was that nice feeling again.

We started to talk and get to know each other. Tina makes me talkative, so I opened up about a lot of stuff. He really liked it, got him all nice and hard. I started to suck his cock while he talked dirty to me, about how me wish I was his son, how he likes young guys to pretend it.  We went into some more taboo stuff, and it was kinda hot.  So I talked to him about the sites I had been on and he talked about some of his friends/play partners.  Through showing him my profiles and the like, we found we had a mutual friend who was a big dicked top.

So we talked about asking him over.  Couch called him up and found out he was coming over, along with a friend later on.  I was all game for it.  By this point, between the T and some G I took, I was all horny.  I was even more turned on by the thought that this big dicked guy might come fuck me.

The Couch asked if I knew about slamming. I told him I knew a little about it, never done, since this was my first week with trying stuff.  He said his friend liked to do it and he might be willing to point me. I said I was game for it.

While we were talking dirty to each other, I had gotten one of his dildos and was early fucking myself with it, between hits of poppers and watching the porn.  His friend showed up, we will call him ‘S’.  He was a bit surprised by me, but smiled.  He told Couch that he needed to get ready but he liked what he saw with me.  I was happy.  A bit too happy.  I ended up sneaking into his shower to suck his cock cause I was that horny and I think it irritated him a bit, but Couch was able to talk to him about it.

So we go back to the office and talk a bit.  S’s cock is huge, like 9”+ and THICK.  He tells me that he likes fucking bottoms, especially new bottoms for their tightness and he’s a bit rough. I tell him that I want big dicks, I hate small dicks cause I have huge hands, so it just makes sense to play with them.  He talks about slamming and goes through all the stuff about it.  I tell him that I’m willing to try, but can’t make any promises on my reaction.

So he shows me his setup, puts about .2 in it.  He gets me prepared, has me sitting down on a chase chair.  Puts the band around my arm, finds a good vein, and asks me one more time if I am sure.  I tell him that I am, that I want to get fucked by his big cock and that I want to be used and abused.  He pushes the needle in my arm, draws a bit to make sure he hit a good vein. As he does this, I grab Couch’s hand and tell him ‘I’m a bit scared Daddy.’  He smiles, as S pushes the tube down.  He pulls out, unsnaps the band, and tells me to breathe slowly.  I couch, the heat. Oh I will never forget that heat.  My heart races, my ears ringing. My world rocks.  I’m super horny and fired up.

I look at Couch. ‘You didn’t tell me it was gonna be this good.’ I’m hornier than I’ve ever been, almost if not better than rolling.  S is smiling, as he does his own point.  Couch is smiling and rubbing my back. He looks at me and tells me ‘You’re about to have a good fucking. Now go suck that big cock.’  I kneel down before S. His cock is WAY fucking huge now, hard as steel.  He’s finished slamming himself, and is enjoying the rush. I lick and suck the head, slowly taking it in, but man is it huge. I have a hard time doing anything with it and I can tell that S isn’t liking it.
 

He grabs my head and pulls me up. He points to the chase chair and tells me to get on all fours.  I eagerly do, grabbing my poppers. My head is just rolling and excited.  Couch applies some lube to my ass, fingering me. I’m moaning.  He applies some to S’s huge cock, and S lines up. He pushes my shoulders down, pulls my ass up to where he wants me.  He tells me to take some heavy hits.  I take a huge hit, and he presses his head into my ass. ‘Another.’ I hit it again, slowly but huge.  He pushes forward, and I’m moaning. ‘Again!’ He orders, and I comply.  I do 2 quick hits and a slow huge one. He pushed in all the way, balls deep. Couch looks at me as says ‘You now have 10” of cock in you. Are you ready to get fucked, whore?”  I nodded, as S starts to fuck me. He pounds me, grabbing my hips hard.  I’m moaning and oh my god, does it feel good.  He fucks me for a good 10-15 minutes, just nearly non-stop.  Couch is forcing my mouth on his cock. It’s my wildest dream to be used like this. Oh god does it feel good.

S eventually relents, as between our tallness and the chair, he just can’t get a good position going that feels good for him.  I also tell Couch that I’m feeling super hot. Like sweating but I’m not. He looks a bit worried but he says it will be okay.  He says ‘How about a shower?’  I get up, head spinning. I’m tripping over the place a bit.  He hands me some water, tells me to drink. I’m apologizing and he says its okay. Its my first time, it was probably a bit much, but it will be fine.

He takes me to the shower and turns it on cold. He says just sit there and let it was over me. He leaves for a bit to check on S. The shower feels good.  I don’t know how long I’m in there, my sense of time is way off.  I just know all I can do is think about getting fucked, wanting to do this more, and well talking to myself.  Couch comes back, says S is okay and that he enjoyed fucking me.  Couch found it hot and wants to watch me get fucked by other guys. I’m like that is an awesome idea, we need to do this more often.  He laughs.  He then asks if I’d like a golden shower cause he’s got to piss. I’ve done them before, they can be fun.  So I agree. He gets in the shower, I kneel.  He starts to piss in my mouth and I’m like ‘I love this!’  He then asks if he can piss in my ass.  ‘SURE!’  So I stand up, bend over with my hands on the wall, and he pushes in, just pissing in me. I’m loving it.  He stops after a bit and tells me I’m a good boy and to clean up.

 

I proceed to do that and I’m just so horny at this point.  I finish up and head back to the guys. S is just jerking and looking at porn, while Couch is talking with him.  Suddenly I start to feel nauseous and I run off to the bathroom.  I retch a bit but nothing. Couch checks on me, bringing me water.  He keeps me company as I tell him that I feel fine, just nauseous all of a sudden. He says its probably a combo of the slam coming off plus the chem piss.  He tells me to just drink the water, and he’ll be back in a bit.  I pretty much spend an hour or so in there, just talking to myself, drinking water, holding a cold rag to my head, and trying to throw up, but nothing.  S checks in with me, asking what all I had to eat and when, when I took G, and how long had I been partying.  I was honest with him about it all.  He said that probably I was on an empty stomach or something I ate might be not happy. He also said I probably over lapped G, since I did some before we slammed, and it hadn’t quite run its course from the first bit I took when I got to Couch’s.  He also said that I should probably not slam that hard as a newbie and he apologized for it being like that, that I might want a .1 instead.

 

After a while, I feel better and I hang out a bit.  They’ve got a guest coming over in a bit, who S might fuck. I can stay and chill, relax. They get me something to eat.  The guest comes over and he’s a younger guy.  S and him play a bit in a spare bedroom while me and Couch just hang out.  Eventually we join them and I play with the guy, mostly just sucking his average 6” cock.  S just can’t get the guy to agree to getting fucked, so we all just go back into the office to watch porn and such. This new guy can’t quit talking, and while he’s going on and on about stuff, I’m texting Couch about it. He agrees that this guy needs to go.  Eventually he talks the new guy into leaving.  S is talking to me about my experiences and warns me that this lifestyle can take its toll. I tell him that I understand, but with all that I had been through in the past year, this is what I want to keep doing with my life.

 

Morning has come and we are all just coming down a bit.  S and Couch leave to pickup a friend of theirs that while he hasn’t played with S before, he’s met him, and that he used to housesit for Couch.  Couch is fine with leaving me there, since I feel I’m not quite up for leaving yet.  He gives me some more food and tells me just hang out.  About an hour later, they show back up.  The friend is a twink, very cute.  We hit it off, since we both smoke cigs.

We all head back inside and start hitting the pipe a bit.  The twink gets naked with a nice 7” cock. He’s gorgeous and I’m too shy to play with him.  S starts to fuck him in all sorts of positions, while Couch finally fucks me.  The twink and I exchange looks of pleasure, as we’re getting pounded.  This goes on for an hour, with S fucking me a bit more.  Unfortunately he made me a bit sore, so we had to stop.  And I’m starting to need to wind down and get back to normal.

 

So we eat lunch, talk some more. Me and twink talk a bit, me feeling him in on my limited experiences, him with all he’s done, how he knows Couch and S. All sorts of fun and interesting tales.  We never do anything, though I really wanted to.

 

Eventually S and the twink decide to leave, as the twink needs to get across town for work or something.  I stay with Couch for another hour, just talking. He seems to like me and enjoy me, was a bit apologetic about me getting sick, but he had a great time.  He again warns me about the dangers of partying but says he doesn’t mind partying with me.

 

After that, I head back home. Sore. Tired. But worth it.

Edited September 27, 2016 by BiGeekySlut

[BiGeekySlut]

My next few encounters…

I had a few more encounters after this one. They weren’t as hot, but still worth mentioning…

The first one was very brief.  I was selling a game system for money, and while I was returning from my sale, I was hit up on a hookup site by a guy and his friend staying at a nearby hotel.  They wanted some fun, and I was horny so figured why not.  I headed over to the hotel to meet them.

Both were older gentlemen, mid to late 40s and early 50s.  The younger one was mostly tweaked out, tine-dicked and mostly just wanted to watch me and other guy play.  The older one wanted to slam first, while I got ready.  I didn’t have any supplies myself but they offered some if I wanted to pay for some of their stash. I settle for a little bit, and hit some of my new stuff with the younger guys pipe.  I was enjoying the rush while watching porn with the younger guy.  The older was having a hard time slamming.  After about 15-20 minutes, he finally got his hit and came back into the main room from the bathroom.  He got on the bed, his dick super hard and leaking. I took my cue and hopped on the bed, ready to suck him off.  The older guy handed me some of their poppers.  It was in a blue bottle, one I hadn’t seen before.  A few hits and man was I flying. I was just in love with his dick, sucking and sucking.  I was doing such a good job that he ended up cumming a lot for me. I early drank it.  The younger guy had enjoyed the show but couldn’t really do anything.  So I ended up not getting fucked, just a nice taste of cum.

Because I didn’t feel like heading home, this lead me to my 2^nd encounter with Ace that I wrote about before.

The Black Daddy
After this, I didn’t play with anyone for another month.  After a while, it got to me so I went cruising online.  I found a guy on the other side of town that wanted to hookup.  A black daddy type with a nice 8-9” thick cock.  We agreed to meet at his house.  As I drove, he called me and we started to talk.  He asked what all I was into, which I replied anything but scat, blood, and intense pain. He asked if I was into bondage and BDSM stuff. I said sure, it was cool. As long as he understood that I had to be home at a certain time and have to be able to end things if I didn’t feel right.

I arrived at his house and he let me in.  He told me right away that he wanted to order me around and that I have to be willing to listen and obey. I told him ‘yes sir, anything you want sir.’  He smiled at that.  He told me to get undressed, to fold my clothes up, and to leave them on his couch.  He then ordered me to go and clean out.  I did the best I could.  When I finished up, he handed me a towel and very small pair on undies. I honestly don’t know what to call them other than they barely contained me and was like a thong in the back.  He told me to put them on and then come in the room.  He went in before me as I finished drying off.  I put on the undies and headed in.

He was sitting on a bench at the end of his king-sized bed.  He already had his bong and torch out.  He told me to walk in front of him, twirl around, show him my ass, then had me lean against the wall, ass out.  He nodded with approval, then ordered me to kneel infront of him.  I did as I was told.  He told me that if I did well I would get the hits I wanted.  He started to ask me questions:

‘Will you do as I order you to? Say yes sir.’  ‘Yes sir.’
‘Do you like to get fucked?’ ‘Yes sir.’
‘Do you like black cocks?’ ‘Yes sir, very much sir.’
‘Do you want to get fucked my big black cock, slave?’  ‘Yes sir’ (I trembled at this point, I was so turned on)
‘Good.  You may have a hit, after I hit it.’  So he takes a big hit, blows it right at me. He tells me to inhale it as he blows smoke at me.  I breathe in what I could.  He smiles. ‘Good slave.  Now I’m gonna light this, and when I say hit, I want you to exhale, put your mouth on the end, and inhale nice and slow until you can’t inhale anymore.’   He places his bong infront of me and starts to heat it up.  It starts to smoke, and then he tells me ‘Hit.’  I exhale, then start inhaling slowly.  I have really good lungs, so I take a huge hit.  He’s impressed.  ‘That was good. You deserve another one.  While you are hitting, I want you to tweak your nipples for me.’   I do as order, he gives me another good hit, and then hits it himself.

‘Take out my big black cock, slave.’  He has pants on, along with boots.  I’ve done a few BDSM scenes before, so I know he also wants me to undress him.  I pull off his boots, his socks, fold them next to his boots.  I then undo his belt, his button, and his zipper.  He lifts himself off so I can pull down his pants. He’s commando, so out pops this huge thick cock. Its dripping.  I’m mesmerized.  He can tell.  ‘Suck it.’  I do my best, but FUCK is it hard.  He’s not happy with it but says he’ll teach me to suck it better.  He tells me to get on the bed, laying on my back, head over the side.  He has me put my hands under my ass, and to just relax.  He slaps my face a couple of times, letting me lick at it. I’m so horny and high at this point.  ‘Yeah, you’ll do. I have to teach you, but you’ll do.’

He fiddles with a drawer next to the bed, pulling out a can of Max Impact, along with some poppers and a rag.  He asks if I have ever done Max, and I tell him not really, but heard about it.  He says it helps numb, kinda takes you to a special void.  He sprays the rag and tells me to try it.  I do a quick hit, and I see what he’s talking about. I basically just feel numb, ragdoll even.  I tell him I’m good with this.  He tells me to lean my head back over the bed, he puts his cock right on my forehead.  ‘This will help you learn to suck my cock, slave.’  He then tells me he’s gonna stick the rag in my mouth, that I’m to breathe in deep, just like my hits on the bong.  Then he’s gonna stick his cock in my mouth and to just relax.

So I open my mouth, he presses the rag to it, and I take a deep hit.  He tells me one more, and repeats.  I’m numb at this point, my mind just dead.  My mouth is still open, and he slides in his cock.  Its thick and I try opening wider, but I really can’t.  He tries a couple more times before sliding out.  I apologize and tell him let me try one more time.  He smiles, sprays the rag a bit more. This time I do 3 hits.  I lay there, and finally I take his cock in all the way.  He’s enjoying it. I’m trying my best to just be his fuck toy.  After a few minutes, the numbness is gone and I nearly choke.  He pulls out, a bit disappointed.  ‘I will train you, but not tonight.  Tonight, I want that ass.’  He orders me to get naked for him.

He starts messing around with his monitor he has setup, pulling up some bareback porn.  He pulls out some restraints.  He’s explaining that the videos we’re watching are his, of his friends he’s fucked, people he’s met and trained and fucked.  He says if I’m good enough, he’ll tape me.  He says he likes to train guys, get them used to getting fucked by big black cocks. Get them dependent on him, as a master, especially white guys like me.  He wants to get me fucked up, take me down to sex club or even the train station, let guys just fuck me while he gets paid.  Part of me is turned on by this, the other part scared.

He orders restrains me, both my feet and hands.  He then tells me that we’re gonna hit the bong again, he wants me rolling.  He has me kneeling on the bed, my hands behind my back.  He sits down against the head of bed, his big cock just glistening.  He takes a hit, blows smokes, watches me inhale it.  “Good, you remembered to do that.  If I smoke, you inhale.’  He then orders me to suck on his nipples, while he switches up videos.  He then orders me to lick his cock then his balls.  He’s talking dirty and nasty to me. Lots of words I won’t repeat, but very hot.  He wants to sell me, be his little slut bitchy white boy for black cock.  I moan a bit for that.  He’s lighting his bong, orders me to take a hit.  Then another one. Then another one.  He takes a bit hit himself, blowing smoke at me, which I breathe.  ‘Now you’re ready for this black cock, slave.’

He gets up from his position, removes the restraints, and then has me lay on my back.  He orders me told hold my legs up, as he positions me on the edge of the bed.  He ties the leg and hand restraints together, so that I’m not totally holding them myself.  He lubes me up, finger me a bit. I’m very eager to get fucked at this point.  He lubes up his cock, teasing me with it.  He takes the popper bottle, has me lean up, and he closes a nostril as I inhale, not even needing to tell me what to do.  He pushes his head in a bit.  Another hit of the bottle. He slides in more, my head reeling from the poppers.  He slides back and forth a bit, then makes me hit longer, ordering me.  He does it a couple more times, as he slides all the way in.  ‘You now have your master’s big <thrusts in> black <a bit harder> cock <more thrusting> in <a very deep thrust> you!’  He starts to fuck me, his hands on my hips, as he just starts to pound me.  God is it feeling great.  I’m just rolling in my drugged-haze.  Harder and harder he pounds me.  I’m watching a clock.  This goes on for like 10 minutes, nearly non-stop.  I’m a horny bitch for this guy.  I ask him meekly if I can moan and praise him.  He tells me that’s fine.  So I start just telling him how much of a god he is, how much I love my master’s cock in me, fuck me harder, breed me, use me, I’m yours.  He’s loving it.

He pulls out, smiling.  He undoes the restraints, letting me rest, though tells me to tweet my nipples. He starts talking trash about my tiny tina-cock.  He says that all white dudes get like that when they get fucked up on tina and get fucked by a real man, a black man. Emphasis on the black.  He orders me to get on my hands and knees, ass up, face down.  He retrains my hands and hands me the poppers.  He gets on the bed behind me, restrains my legs.  He tells me ‘that once he’s done training me, I’m gonna be begging to be fucked by black guys. He’ll find the biggest dicks he can find, ruin me.’  He slaps my ass, as he pushes my legs together.  He pushes my head down, as he puts his cock head at my entrance.  ‘Hit those hard.’  He orders.  I take a huge hit, and he pushes in me deep.  He starts just pounding away, hitting my spot, and I’m moaning.  Every so often I take more hits, and god does his fucking feel good.  He’s talking more trash to me, how he could easily get a couple of guys tonight to come fuck me, fuck me real good, breed me with their seeds (though another word was used).  I moan at his words.

He fucks me for a good 10-15 more minutes, just slapping my ass, thrust deep in me.  I’m trying to keep myself on the bed, but his trusts are just so strong.  We have to stop as I nearly fall off.  He pulls out, helps me up, and cleans me and himself off.  He tells me to lay down, on my side, as he gets back to sitting at the head of the bed.  His cock is still cock hard.  He orders me to lick and clean him up.  I eagerly do.  He tells me yeah he’ll train me to be a fine black cock sucker.  He pushes the MI rag into my face, orders me to breathe it in, then forces me down on his cock. I relax and let it happen, getting about halfway down.  He fucks my face for a bit, then pulls me off.  He says I’m still a bit teethy, which I apologize for.

I ask what time it is, as I did have to get back home around a certain time. I couldn’t see the clock from where he had me, so he tells me.  Its getting close.  I tell him that I had agreed to let him order me around, as long as I could say stop when I needed to.  This was the time.  He smiles, then tells me that yes, we could stop.  He doesn’t want to scare me off nor get me in trouble if I don’t make it home.  But he’ll still be my master no matter what I say.  So he undoes the restraints.  He tells me that I can use the shower to clean off.  But he wants me to wear his undies home and that the next time I come over to bring them.

I take my shower, clean up.  My high is starting to come down a bit, though I’m still wide awake.  I come back, wearing the undies he wanted me to wear.  He’s gotten his clothes back on and is cleaning up his room.  We chat a bit, mostly trying to setup another encounter. We also talk about his friends he’s taped, things he’s done, things I’ve done. He’s surprised that I just started pnping.  He just warns me that not everyone I meet in this scene is nice like him. Some may come across like it, but once they get high, get me high, there’s risk.  And that he was serious about things he said to me.  I nod and agree, telling him that it’s a fantasy of mine, just not sure how I can make it work in my life. Playing for me is every so often, just so I don’t get addicted and so that my friends don’t have to worry about me.

After an hour of this, with me drinking water and eating some fruit, he bids me farewell.  I make it back to my house, my ass sore but fulfilled.  The next day I wake up and realize that some of my time is missing, especially after he started to fuck me from behind.  I also vaguely remember some of the conversations after it, laying there feeling numb and barely able to do anything aside from half-assed following of orders.  I posted in a thread on here about it, and it was a bit worrisome.

I kept him in mind though. I never forget black cock. Not like his. Wow.

[PartyandBreed]

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Bobby

I had been talking to a guy named Bobby on a bareback website for a while, a month or so after I started this journey into pvp. We just never could get together due to real life stuff.  Bobby was an older gay man who himself hadn’t been pnping long, and we enjoyed talking about our experiences. He was very vers, very average but very loving.

So a few weeks after my black daddy, we had the chance to finally meet up.  He was staying at a friend’s house about an hour away.  I drove over there, and somehow I managed to beat him there, as he was out getting supplies.

His friend was a bit weirded out that I showed up but talked to Bobby on the phone to confirm I was coming over.  He brought his own supplies and let me hit the pipe a bit.  I was feeling all nice and tingly by the time Bobby showed up about 20 or so minutes after I got there.  We kissed and hugged and talked a bit, while we smoked a bit more.  I asked to shower, and was able to clean up a bit.

We moved to the friend’s bedroom and started to watch porn.  Bobby and I made out, then played with each other. His friend was a bit out of it and mostly just egged us on.  The porn was getting good, I was getting horny, and asked for a few more hits.  They gladly offered it.  I hit the pipe pretty hard, and let it sit for a bit.

After a while, I was flying, very nice and horny.  I 69’d with Bobby, with some popper hits in between.  I got him nice and hard, and then begged him to fuck me as my mind was just in horny bottom land.  He got some lube, lubed me up, and easily slid in.  He fucked me for a bit, doggy style over the edge of the bed. I dared him to breed me, and I think he did, as he made the motions and sound as one would make cumming.  I even felt a little bit of cum inside me afterwards. I was a bit pleased.

We ended up talking a bit more, I cleaned out, and then I said goodbye for the night.  I had no issues recovering, and even tried to see him again the next day, but sadly playing just wasn’t in the picture.

A few weeks later, Bobby was able to get back into his own house, due to personal stuff he had going on.  He invited me over for a weekend, to spend with him and his roommate, who was almost his boyfriend at this point (eventually they would end up getting married, but that was a disaster).  His roommate/boyfriend was a younger guy, around my age, with a nice 8” thick cut cock. We’ll call him P for this, as I don’t want to give out his name really (Bobby doesn’t mind me telling his name).

So I got to their house late in the afternoon. We started to talk a bit in their living/play room. P was nice, and we mostly just watched some basic tv stuff, getting to know one another.  We even ordered some takeout, while P went out to get supplies.  When he got back, we decided it was time to play.  I went and got cleaned out, and then joined them downstairs in the play room. We put in some bareback porn, hit the pipe, and even did some G.

I was really horny, and me and Bobby started to make out and going down on each other. P excused himself to get himself ready for stuff.  Bobby and I played a bit more, 69’ing, rimming. Occasionally stopping to hit the pipe some.  He suggested we move it to the bedroom.  So we went upstairs to his bedroom and played some more.

Now we had talked about slamming before, and that he and P did it occasionally. I told him that I had done it once, enjoyed it, and would really like to try again, especially with P’s big cock in me.  So he went and talked to P while I played with myself on the bed with poppers and a dildo.  He came back a few minutes later and said P was done for it.  So we went into P’s bedroom.  He started to ask me questions about it, various things, and then said that he was gonna give me a .1, since the last one was a bit strong to me.  He put the band on my arm, showed me the rig, explained it all, and then did his work.  He hit the right vein, drew it back, then told me get ready.  He pushed in, looked at me as I started to semi-feel the rush.  He popped the band off, and then came the cough and the rush. Oh my god, was it amazing.  Not as strong as the first, but definitely great.  Bobby sat with me as I felt wonderful.  I started to babble all sorts of strong sexual raunchy stuff, and P just smiled.

Bobby led me back into his bedroom while P took to admining one himself.  I was on my knees sucking Bobby’s cock while he worked on a rig for himself.  He smiled as he went flying.  We started to seriously make out, my ass just begging for cock.  P came in, smiled, with the biggest cock I had ever seen (or atleast in my mind).  I immediately try to go down on him, but fuck, way too thick.  After getting some growls of my terrible blowjob, P ordered me on the bed.  I was all too happy.  I slapped on some of their lube, which was a strong gel. I pushed nearly 4 fingers in, and was in ecstasy.

P pulled me back down and had me bent over the bed, since we were near heights.  He lined up and teased me, and told me to get ready. I hit my poppers several times and begged for it.  He slid in. WOW! Just wow!  He slowly pulled out, then pushed back in, further.  I took another hit and just laid there, watching Bobby jack his cock and egging us on.  P then up the paced and really fucked me.  Just hard. And I’m just moaning and moaning, calling myself a whore, asking them to breed me.  Bobby ends up pulling my head to his dick and I’m getting spit roasted between them.

After about 15 or so minutes, P grunts and unloads in me.  Just unbelievable pleasure!  He pulls out, and well apparently it was not a good site.  I was quite embarrassed. He runs off to clean himself off, and Bobby works on me.  I get in his shower and clean off and I’m a bit horrified. Blah. It had been so good, but fuck did he go way deep.

Anyways, Bobby and I just cuddled in bed, talking, enjoy the comedown.  It was nice.  P stays in his room mostly after this.  The next day, we all just chill and relax. Ordered some pizza, watched movies mostly.  Bobby and I ended up playing around, with I almost hit a popper-hole. At some point, I was so completely out of it that Bobby thought I had passed out.  Eventually we just decide to sleep. The next day I end up going home. I had a good time, and it was totally worth it.


The return to the Black Daddy and a sex club…

I had stayed away from the Black Daddy mostly because of the weird feeling I had when I was with him which might have been some ketamine. He emailed me a couple of weeks after our first encounter, scolding me a bit.  I kinda brushed it off, explaining I was a bit weirded out.  He said okay and to either keep in touch or stay away.

I ended up staying away due to real life stuff. My roommates and I were looking for a new place.  I also had been lurking on the deepweb, finding things I shouldn’t have. One thing I did find was credit card stuff.  I, being stupid, thought this was an easy way for us to get a lot of money with a little bit of our own money. It ended up being a scam and we were out nearly $200.

Feeling bad for myself, I started cruising.  He popped up on one of the hookup sites, and invited me over.  I told him that I wanted to be punished, that I wanted to be nothing but a toy.  He said he could do that.  I drove over to his house.

He orderd me from the car to remove my clothing and walk his lot naked. I did this without question. A bit scary, but still.  Once inside, he instructed me to fold my clothes, jump in the shower, and clean up.  He gave me everything, ordered every action.  Once I was done, he ordered me to put on the small gstring he had given me, which I did. He was doing this all without me seeing him, mostly him just yelling from his bedroom.  He ordered me to come in, face the wall, hands up, and spread my legs.

I did as ordered.  He had me flex my ass, spread my cheeks, even hump at the wall. He then ordered me to turn around.

“Will you do as I command, slave?”
“Yes sir, as you command, sir.”
“Good, take off my boots and socks.”  He was sitting on the edge of his bed again.  I did as ordered.  He was holding his bong and was smoking a bit, blowing smoke at me.  “Very good slave. Now explain what you did.”  I explained.  He laughed a bit about me fucking up.  But then said that it was good for him because he got to play with his “sissy faggot hole” again.  He ordered me to take hits.  Slow hits. Hold the hit. Hit again, slowly.

He had me spun and horny in no time.  He ordered me to take off his pants, leaving his underwear on.  He then had me get on my knees infront of him.  He started to teabag me with his bulge in his underwear.  He blew smoke at me as he did this, calling me all sorts of degrading names.  “I’m not gonna fuck you tonight. I’m gonna take you out.”

I was a bit surprised at this.  “If that is what you please sir.”
“Damn right it pleases me.  You want to get fucked, and I’m gonna make you get fucked.  Now get on the bed, all fours, like the sissy faggot whore you are.”  I did as ordered.

He got behind me and started to lube my hole up.  He inserted in a dildo and fucked me with it for a few minutes.  He ordered me not to moan, which was hard.  I had to bite my lip to not.

“I’m gonna put in these gel packs you see.”  He showed me these small little blue pills.  He went on to explain that they’re like time-release caps in some medicines. He had put some tina in it and he was gonna insert a few in me.  In about 20-30 minutes, they will probably melt plus the tina will start to hit. He then ordered me to get dressed.

We drove to a sex club a few minutes away. I have never been a sex club before, so this was new and scary.  He paid the entrance fee, bought me a fresh bottle of poppers (that turned out to be shit), and we walked around.  He led me through several places, including a very poorly lit back area. He eventually led me to a common area that had a couch.

He took me in his hands and could see that I was starting to feel the booty bump coming on.  “I’m gonna be right here waiting for you.  There’s a booth over there. Get in it, strip down to the undies, and wait for guys to come to you or you can invite them in if you want them.”

I went into the booth as instructed, as the bootybump began to affect me.  The booth had gloryholes and within a few minutes, I was sucking some random cocks.  I was horny as all get out. I tried to wave guys to my room, including a very attractive black guy, but to no avail.  In my haze, somehow I think I got a latino guy with an uncut cock to come in.  I pulled down his pants, started to suck his cock and then started to black out a bit. I barely remember it.

When I was lucid, I know that I bent over a chair that was in the booth, holding my ass cheeks apart.  I think the guy tried to fuck me, but again, memory was not on.  Eventually the Black Daddy came and got me and dragged me out of the club.  By this point I had slightly sobered up, and was trying to assess the situation.

“I’m a bit disappointed in you. You wanted to get fucked, you had a couple of black guys just walk past your room and you couldn’t get them in there with you. I know you said you love black cock and I wanted to see you get fucked. You really are a sorry piece of sissy faggot shit. I’m gonna drive you back to your car now. Don’t say another word.”  He was not happy, nor was I.

We got back to his place, and he told me to just get in my car and go home. If I couldn’t do what he asked, then I was of no use to him. He left me just standing in his parking lot, a bit shocked at what had happened.  I ended up getting in my car and driving to a nearby gas station. I bought myself some water and crackers and sat in my car for a good hour trying to get more sober to drive. I knew it was bad.  Eventually I drove home, and was really bummed out about it.

I ended up txting him the next day apologizing and saying that if he wanted me to have fucked those guys, he easily could have asked them. I was in no condition to talk and explained the blackouts and the like.  He didn’t care and told me to never contact him again.

And that was that.


My worst time….
A few weeks later, my roomies and I had found a house and we’re really excited about it.  I hadn’t had any problems recovering from my weird night so no one really knew anything was up with me.  Life was okay.

One night, I decided I wanted to play again.  I was on a hookup site when this couple hit me up.  Older guys, the top with an average cock, a vers with a nice 7-8” cock, but definitely into pnp.  They loved my profile and wanted to get me flying and sleazy.  So I headed over there.

The top was named Mike and he welcomed me when I finally arrived, after missing a turn to their complex.  He explained that he and his boyfriend lived with their ex, as they used to be a 3-person group.  But they weren’t all together anymore and he sometimes hates company.  But they really wanted to play with me.  His partner, let’s call him Bill cause I honestly can’t remember his name, was in their ‘play office’ just watching porn and being very tweaked out.

Mike and I started talking a bit and found out that we had a mutual friend in Bobby, along with a black guy named Jay that I had been talking to for the past few months (not the Black Daddy).  Mike offered me his bong and let me take some hits.  His stuff was STRONG.  Within a few hits, I was spun. Not flying. Spun.  Mike and I had started to talk about some raunchy stuff, my experiences, stuff like that.  He asked about slamming and I told him about me, Bobby, and P, as well as my first time.  I told him that I wouldn’t mind it, but I can’t admin to save my life.

So he said he would get some rigs together, and for me to go and clean out.  I did, all while trying not to have an orgasm in the shower, as everything in me was electric.  I came back to the office, and Mike had finished up the rigs.  Bill was nice and hard, so I started to go down on him, horny as I was.  Mike pulled me off, saying that Bill was so tweaked and that it doesn’t do anything for him. He just wants ass.  Mike himself can’t fuck, as he has a hernia.  But he loves to slam, watch Bill fuck guys, and enjoy raunchy stuff.

So I’m squatting infront of Mike, as he starts to admin me. He does it in my hand, unlike the other 2 times I’ve slammed.  I can feel it hitting even before the band is off. But this time, my cough is rough and everything is just amplified.  As I try to figure out what is going on, I ask Mike what he gave me. “.4.  You looked like you might need a bit stronger, for your size.”  I’m a bit worried at this point, as my heart is racing, I can hear. I can hear everything.  And my stomach does not agree.  I end up making a mess, which was horrible.  And as I stand up to go to the bathroom, I nearly stumble into a table of theirs.

Mike immediately sees this is a major problem and helps me to the bathroom.  He gets in the shower with me and washes me off, apologizing the whole time.  I eventually can stand up without help and I finish cleaning up as he goes to clean my mess up.  I finish in a few minutes and try to make it back to him.  Nope.  I stumble to the floor, and just curl up next to the toilet.  I want to throw up, but I can’t seem to do it.

Mike checks up on me, and sees me curled up.  He asks if I’m okay still, apologizing the entire time. I’m apologizing as well.  He brings me some water and a cold rag, putting it on my head.  I’m completely flush at this point.  As I lay there, I start seeing the light flicker.  I’m shivering, I’m shaking.  My mind is racing and I’m worried I’m gonna die.  I have my phone with me and I put up a facebook post saying I love you to all my family.  Hoping to dear god that this is not how I end up.

Mike keeps checking up on me.  He keeps making sure I’m drinking water at this point. About an hour later, the nausea is gone and I’m feeling better.  I meet up with Mike, and we just chill.  I apologize again for making a mess and getting sick.  He said it was his mistake for not listening to my story and giving me a .1 like I had been previously given.  He feels worse.  I figured it would probably have been fine had I not smoked his stuff before hand, as I was already feeling spun at that point.

By now, its like 3-4am (I got over there about 12am).  He says that I should probably head home, but I tell him that I’ll be okay. I feel better, still perky and horny.  So I head out. I even text him if he knows about any clubs that might still be open, as some close early.  I pretty much sit in a gas station, drinking water and cruising online, as I’m horny as fuck.  I can’t really go home like this, and I was borrowing one of my roommate’s car.  I ended up txting her telling her that the date I was on (which she knew about) was good and that I ended up drinking and really shouldn’t be driving.  Since her bf lives with us, he could take her to work and I would come and pick her up, since I was on that side of town.

So I ended up seeing Bobby online and he invited me over.  He had to go to work at 6, so we ended up cuddling some. Cuddling became making out and sucking each other in a 69. P was causing him some problems and didn’t want to play with us. So eventually it came time for Bobby to go to work. As he’s getting ready, I notice he’s got some loose tina on his bed stand. I ask him if I can take some of the shards, for playing later.  He lets me take a little bit in a plastic bottle I had.

As I’m leaving, I get a msg from Jay.  He invites me over.

From worst to best…
Jay doesn’t live that far away, so I easily make it over there in a few minutes.  He greets me at his door nearly naked.  He’s a very attractive black man, with a little bit of a stubbly face.  He invites me in.  We start to talk a bit, me filling him in on my night so far.  He lets me go clean up some more in his bathroom.

After I get out, he brings me into his spare bedroom. Its got a nice king-sized raised bed, he’s got porn playing on a monitor, with pipe out.  He offers me some G, while he loads the pipe up.  I’m game, so I take the G, and take a few hits.

We start to makeout, and I realize that god damn this dude is hot, this dude wants me, and I’m about to have some major fun.  He gets up on the bed and I start to suck his cock. Its about 7” and thick with a little curve to it. I hit some of my poppers and go to town. The G is kicking in and I’m just horny.  We talk about some raunchy stuff, even me wearing stockings.  He says that is hot and he’d love to see it.

So I go to bag, pull out the stockings, and put them on. I strut over to him, as he’s now sitting over the edge of the bed.  His cock is hard, he’s tweaking his nipples, and I’m just in heaven.  I get on my knees and whorishly start to lick and suck on his cock. I’m telling all sorts of stories and thoughts, and he’s just eating it up.

Finally after a few minutes, I get up and lay on the bed.  I look at him all sultry like and ask ‘How do you want to fuck me?”  He just smiles, as he moves me to the edge of the bed, with me on my back.  He starts to rim me, and I’m just loving it, holding my stocking-covered legs.  He relents, as he grabs some jelly next to us.  He slathers me up, fingering me a bit.  He then covers his dick a bit.  He puts the head next to my hole and smiles. “I’m gonna fuck you nice and good.”

I take a few hits of poppers and tell him to bring it. I’m his whore, take me.  He pushes in easily, and I’m moaning.  He starts slow, with me tweaking his nipples, him mine.  He picks up pace, pushing my legs nearly to my shoulders. I can actually see his raw cock sliding in and out of me.  He presses on, picking up speed. We’re both moaning and talking raunchy.  I’m horny as fuck and all I want is this black god’s cock in me.

I tell him I want him to fuck me harder in doggy.  So he pulls out, and I slip off the bed and lay over the edge. He’s back in and just goes to town.  He pulls my hair (which is short) and tells me I’m a good whore. He loves fucking my pussy. He wants to cum in me. I tell him do it, breed me, make me his.  He pounds harder and harder.  I’m moaning and just lost in pleasure, with hits of poppers in between.

This goes on, I swear, for like an hour. Like the sun was beginning to rise when I got there and by the time we finished, it was bright out.  He eventually cums in me, and I’m just in awe.  We get cleaned up and I tell him that I have to go and pick up my roommate at 11. He asks if maybe we could continue this, and I’m like ‘fuck yeah!’.  So I message her and let her know that I’m dropping off the car and the keys, and then hanging out with my date some more.  He’ll eventually take me home.  She’s fine with that and I’m glad I’m having fun.

So we get dressed and switch the car over.  On the way back we hit a couple of places, get some food, even pick up some Max Impact.  We get back to his house about 1ish, and just watching some tv.  After a few episodes of some comedy thing, he asks if I’d like to continue. I’m still horny and tweaked at this point, so I’m like ‘yeah, let’s do this.’

We got back upstairs and we hit the pipe. More G taken.  I start sucking his cock while he’s smoking.  I tell him I want him to fuck my face.  I lay on the bed, head over the side, and he just slides his dick in, no issue.  He’s tweaking his nipples, then mine, telling me I’m a good damn good lay. I just smile and tell him the same, that I haven’t had this much fun in a while. I just want him to fuck me and use me and let’s have some fun, maybe hit up some friends later.  He’s down with that.

He stops face fucking me and has me lay on my side.  He lubes me up and pushes in, as I take a hit of poppers.  He starts to fuck me nice and good. Not fast. Just a slow rhythm, like a lover might do. I’m just loving this. I haven’t felt this good in a long time, and I know that its not just the pnping talking. Jay and I seemed to connect on a deep level with things.

I roll a bit so that I’m on my stomach, and he just starts pounding me. He hits some poppers, then I do.  More pounding.  We’re both just sweating and enjoying it. My ass is feeling great being fucked.

He stops for a bit to get some water in him, and we hit the pipe some more.  I tell him about Black Daddy and the booty bump, and he says he could bump me, maybe even slam. I tell him I’m not sure about slamming but a bump would be awesome.

He breaks a shard and pushes some of the pieces in my hole.  I moan, as I’m just super sensitive at this point.  He has me lean on the bed, wiggling my ass and rubbing up on the corner like a pole dancer. I tell him that sometimes I wish I was a girl or atleast a transsexual. Tits and a cock. That I would love to have one fuck me.

The bump starts taking effect and I just motion for him to fuck me.  I lean on the bed, spread my legs wide, and he just slides in home.  He’s pounding away at me, and I’m just moaning.  As I look for my poppers, I see the can of Max and I say maybe we should hit some.  He’s like ‘oh yeah, that’s fun.’  So he stops, pulls out, and goes and gets a rag.  He comes back, shakes the can, and sprays some on the rag.  He has me get on the bed, on my back, and pulls me to the edge.  He slides back in and starts to slowly fuck me.

“You ready?”  I nod, as he hands me the rag.  I put it in my mouth and inhale, slowly. I start to feel the numbness and the out-of-body-ness, as he does some himself, his pounding just taking off.  I just lay there and all I can think is ‘this is what I am meant do, to be. I am a fuck toy for this ebon god.”  He’s smiling at me, seeing my reaction, and he just pounds harder and harder.  I get back to moaning and enjoying it.  Every so often I hit the rag, and just become his fuck toy.

Jay is amazing.  He rolls me on to my side, fucks me. Rolls me on to my hands and knees, fucks me. All without really having to pull out.  We fuck for another few hours.  He cums in me a couple more times. Its amazing.

We clean up again, and then go down to relax.  He orders some pizza and we eat that while watching comedies.  We just chat about life and the like.  Towards the later part of the evening, we decide to catch some sleep.  He’s already warn out and I’m way past that.  But its hard to sleep and I start to have those dreaded images of things in my vision.  I know from all the reading I’ve done its all in my head and it takes a while to convince myself.  My stomach has started hurting at this point, and its hard for me to go to the bathroom.

Its gets toward morning when we wake up and we’re both still a bit horny.  He woke up before me and was cruising.  He says he might have a friend that can come over in a couple of hours and that maybe we could all slam together.  I tell him that would be fun, especially since the guy has a nice 7-8” thick cut cock.

But my stomach is not happy at this point. And I end up over cleaning myself and making myself worse.  The guy comes over and I can barely manage to hit the pipe without being ill.  So they end up playing while I go and lay down stairs.  Hours late the guy leaves and Jay checks up on me.  I also check in with my roommate, letting her know that I’m not feeling all that great and I may be home the next day.  Jay takes me out to get something for my stomach, as well as some food.  I can barely eat at this point, as I just can’t seem to go nor does my stomach want me eat.

I end up sleeping on his couch, feeling like utter shit. Jay feels bad at this point, but I tell him that I have had a great time, I just probably partied too hard and probably fucked myself up cleaning out over and over.  He eventually takes me home that evening.  My female roommate is gone, out with another bf of hers (she’s polyamorous), while her live-in bf has made food.  I try to eat, but to no avail.

Over the next few days, I go to the hospital, which can’t seem to do anything for the pain that I’m in.  I barely want to drink, I’m trying to eat soup, but that’s not helping much.  It gets so bad that one night I literally crawl out of my room to the front room, where all the roomies are at, and beg them to take me to a different hospital.  This time, they listen to me. I somehow managed to get a uti in my rectum and that (after discretely explaining the past few days) the partying probably wrecked a few things. They clean out my fluids and give me some strong ass pain pills, along with some nutrient stuff.  My female roommate now at this point knows, sorta, that I have done drugs, but she never makes a big deal of it.  She is just glad I’m alive and not hurting anymore.

But this doesn’t stop me from going out and partying some more later in a few months…. 

[PartyandBreed]

More hot sTories dude, Thanks! Even with the low points, love how hungry and piggy you are and keep going after more and more! Looking forward to more about your nasty adventures "a few months" later!

[BiGeekySlut]

X marks the spot….

A month later, my roommates and I moved into a new house with a friend of ours. I finally had my own room. I was very happy to have the privacy.

I celebrated by buying some poppers one night. I took a shower, cleaned myself out, and went to have a little date with myself.  I put on some good popperbate videos, and started to huff out.  It was a good little wank session.  About 20 or 30 minutes into it, I remembered that I had some shards that I got from Bobby.  So I pulled out the bottle I had them in, got a few bits of shard on my wettened finger, and then gave myself a small booty bump. Within 10 minutes, I was flying a bit. Not a dramatic roll or anything, but enough to be piggy and happy.  Between the bump and poppers, I was having a fantastic date with myself.  I was saying all sorts of fucked up things to myself, going over some of my adventures in my head, some of my deep dirty thoughts.  All while pumping a butt plug in and out of my ass.

All it made me want is cock, cock, cock.

I got my wish about a month later.  I had been chatting with a guy online, and things were looking pretty good. He lived near where my female roommate worked, and since I was taking her to work (along with another new roommate), I could setup a session.  We planned it out one morning.

His name was X (or atleast as far as I will tell you).  A black man in his 30s, with a nice thick 8” cut cock curving to the top.  He was all top.  He liked white guys. He loved bottoms.  He loved to get them high and fuck them nice and good.  Definitely my kind of guy.

I met him near his house, as he needed to pick up supplies first, along with some drinks and some herbal enhancements.  He was attractive and friendly, and he liked what he saw in me.  So I followed him back to his place.  He lived alone in a single room apartment.  We got in and started to talk a bit.  He asked a few of my experiences, my tastes, things of that nature.

While doing this, he pulled out his supplies. He had weed and tina, and a fresh bottle of poppers for me. We started to hit the pipe a bit, and I went down on him. His cock was delicious, with a nice stream of pre-cum.  As I started to get a bit horny, I told him that I hadn’t had a chance to get cleaned up, so he let me cleaned up.  It took a bit longer than usual to clean up, and apologized over txt to him, especially since I was eager to get seriously fucked by this cock of his.

Once I was done, I hit the pipe some more, along with some weed.  God did it feel good!  He made love to me.  Sensual kisses, licking my neck, my nipples.  He teased my cock, which normally I get t-dick, but with his enhancers, it was still a little hard.  He gave me a nice blowjob, before rimming me.  The weed was making me roll nicely, the tina horny, the rimming just driving me mad.  He saw this and ask if I was ready for his cock. I begged him.

He had me on my back on his couch, as he lubed me up, fingering me in ways I hadn’t before, just hitting some bits of my prostate I guess.  He lined up his cock and pressed in a bit.  He saw I had a slight discomfort and handed me the poppers. I took 2 bit hits, let it roll, and pulled him in for a kiss, as he pushed into me all the way.  He was slow and methodical. Like a really good lover.

He pulled back a bit, lifted my legs to his shoulders and really took charge.  I played with his nipples, stroked his face, and told him how wonderful this was.  He smiled and said this is just the beginning. He started to go faster, his cock just throbbing inside me.  He stroked my cock, which was rock hard. It was amazing.

His pounding picked up and he just lit into me. God…oh that cock. Just hitting all the good spots. It was so damn good.  I start to cramp after a while, so I suggested doggy.  He pulled out, and moved the coffee table.  I slide off the couch, lean over it, spread my legs a little, and grab my ass.  X takes hold of my hips, as his cock slides back home.  He starts to really fuck me at this point, and I am just babbling from how good it feels.

This goes on for a good 20-30 minutes.  With deep pounding, light pounding, slapping of my ass, pulling my hair, even kissing my neck and back.  He was very good at making me feel so fucking good.

My alarm ended up going off, letting me know that I needed to get home, to take my other roommate to work. I tell X that I can come back, we just have to drop off my roommate’s car to her, if he’s willing to drive me home.  He agrees, cause he really wants to keep fucking me.

So I get cleaned up a bit, get dressed, and head home. My roommate has no clue about what is going, as this new one wasn’t quite familiar with my past as the other ones were.  I dropped her off at work, and headed back to X’s.  While on the way I told the roommate who owned the car what was up, that I basically had a date, and we were gonna drop off her car, and he’ll drop me off later.  She agrees, since she wants me be happy.

X meets me out front of his apartment and we drive over, dropping off the car.  On the way back, we hit a couple of places, picking up some more lube, some more pills, and some drinks.  We chat a bit, both excited for the next encounter.

We get back to his house, and I freshen up a bit.  Since I have a lot of time, I’m more than willing to really get high and let him have his way with me.  We both take the pills, put on some porn, and just sit stroking each other.  He tells me that he really loves how I look, how I act around him, and that he had a good feeling about meeting me.  I tell him the same thing, and go into a bit about never having a boyfriend, been trying to find one, and that one day it might be nice.  Not much is said after that on the subject, but I think it was been on our minds a few times.

He pulls out his glass pipe, loads it, and has me hit it big.  I do several large hit, even shotgunning with him a few time.  He then loads up his weed pipe.  I take some pretty deep hits, and it really starts to hit.  I’m very relaxed, very horny, and man do I want X’s cock. He sees the look in my eye.  I tell him I am his for the next few hours, so have his way with me.  He smiles, and says that’s his intent.

Next to his couch is a futon, which he presses down into the bed form.  He tells me to get on the bed, on my back, with my head hanging over the side.  I do as he tells me. He brushes his cock against my lips, ordering me to lick and suck on it, all while I play with myself.  My tongue brushes the underside, swirls around the tip, and I eagerly suck at his, tasting his yummy pre-cum. He pushes his cock in a bit, just barely sliding in.  He asks if I want to hit some poppers, and I nod yes.  I lean and take a few hits, and resume the position.  He starts to slide his cock in, and I relax, just letting him.  Pretty soon, I’m deepthroating him, which is no easy feat. But his coaching and the way we’re connecting makes it easy.

Pretty soon, he’s nice and very hard, everything hitting him as well. He has me turn around, and pulls me to the edge. He rims my ass, licking my cock, and sucking me for a bit.  All while lubing his cock with his other hand.  I’m playing with my nipples hard, just rolling between the weed, poppers, and tina.

He pulls off rimming me, slides his lube up hand along my crack and tease my whole. “Beg me, beg me for my cock Keith”, he orders. “Baby, please fuck me. Give me that big cock. I want that cock inside me. I want to feel you again. I want you to fuck me, any way you want, as hard as you want, as long as you want. X, baby baby, I want your cock. Please, please give me your cock.” I wanton at this point.

And he eagerly complies. He presses his head against my hole and pops in nicely.  He slow, letting me adjust as I take a couple of hits of poppers.  My head swirls in ecstasy, as he starts to fuck me. He orders me to hold my legs back and apart, as he starts to really pound at me. I’m moaning, I’m begging, I’m just in awe of how good this feels.

This is how it went. He fucked me like that for a while, then had me up on the bed, with a triangle pillow under me so my head is down, my ass is up. He pounds me hard in this position, and I’m just lost in pleasure.  He fucks me on my side, kissing my neck, playing with my nipples, all slow and lover-like.  He even has me ride him.  And amazingly, he was able to breed me, which made me a very happy bottom.

Toward the evening, I start to just black out.  I think between the weed, the tina, not a lot of sleep, poppers, and not a lot of food, I’m just out of it. After resting for a bit, with some fruit and drinks applied to me, I’m able to get cleaned up and more alert.  He takes me home, which I honestly don’t know how we managed to get there, since it was almost an hour away, but we did.

I came home in time to pick my new roommate back up from work. After we got home, I immediately passed out in my bed.  Recovery was a bit worse for wear, especially since I had driving to do the next day, but I managed to make it work.  Neither girl was suspicious, including the one that knew of the dangers I had been in.

All in all, my time with X was great. We txted a few times, but weren’t able to get back together due to holidays.  My life started to change a bit soon after.  The girl who own the car I drove wounded up becoming my girlfriend.  We were exs in the past, and in that part of my life, things were good between us, a decent love and respect. So it just kinda happened.

Other things happened, and it would be nearly 4 months till I would play again….

[BiGeekySlut]

I just want to say for anyone reading this, that I know this is a sub-forum for stories, mostly fictional, but I figured this was a good place for putting my journey into PnP up.

I was, and still consider myself, a newbie at pnp, even at being a bottom, being gay. I'm bisexual, I've been married twice, I've only dated women. Though sexually, I have had way more male partners, if I counted untold numbers of blowjobs and fucking I did once I discovered I was bisexual.  I've never had the inclination to date a man before, but the more I've journeyed into pnp, the more I've come to enjoy that side of myself. I have a loving girlfriend, and we're polyamorous, which allows me to date other people if I wanted to. Plus she understands, short of getting a strap-on, there's not much she can offer me that a guy can.  (And for the record, I wouldn't let her peg me. Its a mental/emotional thing for me to give dominance to a female, vs a male, if you can understand that dynamic). She has some clue that I have done drugs in the past with guys. Not which drugs, though I usually tell her its pot, since her family are a bunch of potheads.  And she has no idea that I bareback with guys, that I've been bred, and that most of these guys have been poz.  I have been lucky in that I've never been sick, at all since I started pnping. I haven't been tested, mostly because I don't have a job atm and we're tight on money, and well I don't quite want to worry her if I ask to spend money on a home-test.  We also barely have sex. Mostly a fear of mine not knowing if I have anything, and mostly because while I am mentally and emotionally attracted to her, I am not all that physically attracted to her.  She's not exactly my ideal body-weight and shape, and there honestly is nothing she can do to change it, since most of her issues are genetics and hormonal issues.

Anyways, the point of this break in my story, is that I'd like to hear people's tales on their own journey of discovery. This is mine, and its far from over. I still have a few more sessions that happened this year.  I know I may not have the great exciting moments like a lot of stories, but to me, these have been fun and entertaining. Yeah I had a few scary moments, and they still haunt me to this day, but it's life. You learn from it.

I wish there was more dating from this site. God do I want to find a boyfriend in Atlanta.  As much I enjoyed my connection with X, he's not really into sharing me and I don't think he could handle me living with my girlfriend and seeing him on the side, even if she were okay with it.  And I like multiple guys, I am not a monogamous lover at all.  Very rare. I like variety.  But yes, dating. I would love to date a guy. So much. I want to fall in love with a guy, I want to please a guy, and I would like to learn with a guy.  I would love to be able to bottom without much aid of pnp, cause trust me, I've tried.  Maybe its the nervousness of a stranger, no connection other than a mutual want of pleasure and getting off, but yeah, its hard and annoying.  Pnp has atleast allowed me to connect further with my gay-side, and part of me now wants to experience loving a man. Being his. Being a bottom for a wonderful guy, where I can come over and get him off in so many ways. To learn from him, to enjoy him.  And yeah, if this guy exists and if this guy pnps, well hey awesome indeed.

But until then, my journey continues....

[BiGeekySlut]

4 Months later…

Things in my life were mostly in peace. We had a little bit of trouble with an ex-gf of mine that came to visit.  But it was good to get that part of my life done and over with.

My birthday came, and my roommate that I drove to work gave me a hundred dollars.  I used some of it for a date with my gf, but used about 60 of it to buy myself a few bottles of poppers.  I hadn’t had any in a while, and I wanted to try a new method of using, mostly cotton in a medicine bottle. It seemed to work and I even figured out a way to use a glass bottle as well, which made them INCREDIBLY strong.

After a while, I managed to snag a date with a guy I talked to on a normal dating site. He seemed interesting enough.  So with my gf’s blessing, I went on a date.  However, it turned out to be very crappy.

First, the guy gave lousy directions, so I was late, which I never like doing. Second, he was very drunk when I met up with him. We fooled around a bit, with me mostly sucking his nice 7-8” cut cock. But it was just not a good connection.  He ended up following asleep on his bed after we moved to his bedroom. So I quickly got dressed and left.

Since it was only about an hour or so after I left my house, I decided I didn’t want to go home. I hit up a few hookup sites, and after a few minutes, I saw an old friend.  Jay.

“Sup Keith. You looking?”  - Jay
“You bet. Terrible date. Don’t want to go home.”  - Me
“You can always come over here. =)”  -Jay

And that was that. I quickly turned the car around and made my way to his house. It was probably around eleven or midnight when I got there.  He let me in, and we chatted up a  bit as he was finishing laundry.  I asked about cleaning up a bit, and he let me into his bathroom.  I quickly did a cleanout and showered, even though I probably didn’t need it. But can never be too careful.

I walked out of the bathroom in the buff, since that’s what I was there for. Jay was happy to see me like that, rubbing my ass and my cock, and kissing me.  I told him about the terrible date, about some of my other adventures, as he started to get undressed.  He told me about some of his own problems and the like.

He offered up some G as he got his bong ready. I eagerly downed the shot, and pulled out my poppers. I explained to him my new tricks, and he smiled saying that he can’t wait to see me on them.  He lit his torch and got the bong ready.  The smoke swirled around, and he took a hit.  He leaned in, shotgunned it, and then handed me the bong.  I took a deep hit, held it, and then shotgunned to him. We passed it back a few times, and then he took a hit.  As he did it, I could tell I was feeling everything.

I started to tweak my nipples, as I looked at Jay in awe.  I smiled a bit, knowing that I was gonna have some fun. He relit his torch and handed me the bong, as he cooked the tina a bit more.  I gave it a minute to get cloudy, breathed out, and then took a huge hit.  I held it, as he took a hit too.  I let it out, and then laid down on the bed, just rolling.

“I think you need to fuck me now Jay.” I told him, as the rush of g and t really hit me.
He smiled. “That’s the plan.”

He put the bong down and slipped on a cock ring. He played around with his tv, while I played with my cock and nipples, eagerly awaiting his cock. My hole was aching a bit for it.  As he put on porn, I found his lube and fingered my hole with some.  He smiled as he watched me, approaching the bed. He grabbed my legs and pulled me to the edge, lifting them up for me to hold.  I took hold of one leg, and then did a hit of my poppers.  I then grabbed the other leg, as he lubed himself up and slid in.  He slowly started to fuck me, waiting for me to adjust.  I just held my legs up with a goofy grin, as the pleasure just hit over and over for me.

“Fuck me Jay. Fuck me hard, fuck me like the bitch I am.” I moaned to him.  He picked up the pace and started to really fuck me.  His balls slapped my ass as he rammed in harder and harder.  He took my legs and put them on his shoulders, as he pressed down towards me.  It hurt a bit but I got the idea, grabbing a pillow. He stopped to throw it under me and resumed his assault on my ass.  With my hands free now, I played with his nipples, tugging hard like he loves to have done.

“God I miss this pussy Keith. You like that right, your pussy being pounded?”  He knows I love dirty talk, and I moaned in delight.

“Yeah, fuck this pussy. I’m your bitch Jay! Use me! Fuck me harder! Fuck that big black cock in me!”  I moaned out.  He pounded harder and harder.  I took another hit of poppers, and offered him some, since he wanted to see what my new bottle trick was.  It was a good hit for him and he just fucked me.

After a good 15 or so minutes, he pushed me up on the bed and laid me on my side, continuing his frantic fucking.  I was in heat, just loving the feeling he was giving me. I told him this was a MUCH better date than I had hoped to be on, and he just smiled.  He played with my nipples, as his fucking got a bit slower and more sensual. We kissed at an awkward angle but god was it sexy as hell.

We then moved into doggy, as he fucked me harder, pushing my face into the bed.  I hit some more poppers and let the roll take me, moaning how good his cock felt. This lasted for a good few minutes, and he pulled out a bit, wanting to take a break. He laid on the bed, but I wasn’t done.  I swung my legs over his waist, and lowered myself on his hard cock.  I bounced up and down, and he eventually got into it, fucking back as I lowered down.  It was awesome!

My alarm went off, letting me know that I needed to get ready to go home soon.  He pushed a little towards the edge of the bed, still inside me, as I rode his cock, checking my alarm and the time.  I eventually stopped as I started to get a bit dizzy from the change in positions.  So I laid back down on the bed with him, letting the dizziness fade.  The g and t had worn off a bit, and I was now just alert and happy.

We talked a bit, and decided that maybe I should come back later. A mutual friend was on his way over to resupply him, and maybe if he was still around, we might try a slam.  I was keen on it, in my drugged haze.  We went down stairs to get something to drink, and his supplier knocked on the door.  It was the guy who had given me the huge slam a few months back, along with his boyfriend.

We let them in and chatted a bit, us fully naked while his guest were clothed.  We caught up, made our suggestion, and they were eager for it, though they didn’t have a lot of time nor did they have gear to do it atm.  Since I was gonna be coming back in a few hours, I figured that would give them some time.  So I ended up getting dressed, and headed home.

I got home just as my gf was getting up. I told her about my date, though changing the story up so that it sounded like my date was a lot funnier than it was.  I told her that the guy I had gone out wanted me back (even though it was really Jay), since he had some time that morning and wanted to hangout some more.  She was glad to see me happy, unaware that I was coming down from an awesome high and was just happy in general.  I took her to work and then made my way back to Jay’s.

His friends were still over, as Jay just had me come in. He was up in his bedroom with them. They were still clothed, while he was naked. We chatted a bit more, and I found out that they were going to head out but would try to be back later.  I said that was cool, as I got undressed.  They let themselves out, as I laid down on the bed next to Jay. He was glad to see me, and hoped I was ready for more.  I nodded, as I hit my poppers and went down on his cock. He still tasted of lube, but damn was it good.

After a few minutes, he pulled me off and went over to his supplies.  He popped in some new tina into his bong, and poured a couple of caps of G for him and me. I took the quick shot, and watched as he lit his torch up again.  Once it was ready, he had me hit it a few times, then he hit some.  We shotgunned his hit, and then I hit it one last time with a deep hit.

The tina and gina really hit well this time, as I got really horny really fast.  I looked at him with sultry eyes, and asked him how he wanted me, my ass sticking out towards him.  He smiled, pushing me stomach first on the bed, my ass in the air.  I spread my legs a bit, since I’m slightly taller than his bed bending over it, as well as letting him get a good angle on me.  I took 3 big hits of my poppers and let it roll. He didn’t even lube me up, just right in.  And just went to town on me.

We played for about an hour, occasionally stopping to switch positions.  We checked our phones and hadn’t heard back from his friend. So we started to cruise a bit, because he was really wanting to fuck me with another guy or two.  There weren’t a lot of people on, so I suggested maybe we hit up one of the clubs, since we have a couple that are 24-hours.  We got dressed, brought a tiny bit of tina with us, along with my poppers.  We got in the car and headed toward the clubs.

Unfortunately, when we got to the club, the parking lot was empty. So we checked the other one, same deal.  We even saw a couple of guys that looked like they might be interested in playing walking around, but eh, I just didn’t know how to really approach them.  So we headed back to his place, a bit disappointed.

We heard back from his friend that they couldn’t make it back over, so all in all it was a bust.  He atleast made me an egg-and-cheese sandwich, chatted as we watched the morning news. It was fun to just chill and I still felt great.  But eventually my alarm rang, letting me know that I needed to go and pick up my gf.  So I gave Jay a hug and headed out.  My comedown the next day was not bad at all, since I was able to actually get some decent sleep, despite being up for almost 24 hours.  Plus my previous experiences atleast helped out.

[PartyandBreed]

hoping for more hoT Tales

[MuscleKink]

I'm glad to see a story talk about negative reactions to the partying.

[partying.hard]

I’m not sure how I missed this story, but my dick is leaking.

 

I agree with @MuscleKink … it’s always good to admit to some of the side effects of partying.

[Pnp-pig]

Hot story