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Like a Moth to a Flame


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-       After reading so many fucking hoT stories here, I decided I’d give it a try and see what you studs think.  It starts off a little slow, as far as parTying goes, but trust me, I’ll get there as fast as a can.  Enjoy!

 

Part 1 – Who He Always Was

During his first sexual encounter at the age of 18, Blake knew what he liked.  Like a moth to the flame, Blake was drawn to aggressive, dominant fucking.  His first fuck hinted at what lurked beneath.  And while he didn’t completely let loose that first time around, he knew what he liked and he would make sure every fuck after that was tinged in that darkness he craved.

Shortly after graduating high school he finally gathered the courage to explore the feelings he had pushed down for so long.  He knew he was gay, and he knew from all the porn he had watched for years that he needed an ass to fuck.  Growing up in a relatively small town didn’t allow for the sexual escapades his dick yearned for.  Jacking his dick, night after night, he wished it was a tight hole that he could just use and abuse.  As that summer got into full swing, Blake’s balls needed a release that his hands just couldn’t provide any more.  While he had already been accepted into one of his top universities, he decided to visit Austin, TX that summer to give the campus a look, but more importantly, to find a willing hole to fuck.  Even then, at 18, he knew his 8.5-inch uncut dick was something special.  And the fact that it was attached to a 6’1”, athletic frame with a light dusting of black hair on his chest that gave way to an ever so slight treasure trail, only added to his appeal.  But even being given the gift of physicality, his eyes were what drew every girl (and guy too) in his home town crazy.  His dark eyes and hair greatly complimented his fair skin.  His entire presence was something powerful, and combined with his smile and gaze, he could disarm most anyone; a talent that would come in handy as he grew into sexuality.

As he drove to Austin, he began thinking about the porn he had watched that seemed to move to the forefront of his mind.  His favorites where the amateur/home-made clips.  Something about the unproduced, unrehearsed fuck sessions he saw drove him crazy, especially when the top was aggressive.  As it turned out, the most aggressive and dominant tops who he admired most, the ones who spit on sluts they fucked, were the ones who fucked raw.  His favorite clip was in some unknown apartment, with modest furnishings.  A sling in the middle of the room had a Hispanic bottom restrained in the sling, blindfolded.  The stud fucking him did so without mercy.  The sounds of chains clanking, and the bottom moaning in pleasure were only drowned out by the top-stud saying, “Take my fucking dick, faggot!”  Each thrust made the bottom moan, and the camera panned down to the raw dick sliding in and out of the bottom, and finally you hear the top yell, “Take my fucking cum, slut.” And he grabs the bottom’s shoulders and gets his dick as deep as he can while he loads up the bound bottom.

“Fucking perfect,” were the only words that escaped Blake’s lips the first time he saw that clip as he shot volley after volley of cum all over his chest and chin. 

With his rock hard cock aching to shoot, he began to wonder what would be the easiest and fastest way to get an ass wrapped around his cock.  He had done his fair share of flirting and sexting, both online and on Grindr, so he was no stranger to getting the ball rolling.  He pulled into a parking lot attached to a fast-food chain with free wi-fi and logged on.  Within about 5 minutes he had numerous bottoms looking for his attention.  Many couldn’t host, so that limited his choices, but one host stuck out: Jason.  5’11”, brown hair, green eyes, slim build, 20 years old with a place all his own.

He arrived 15 minutes later after confirming the details and was happy with his choice.  Jason answered the door in just a pair of gym shorts that rode low enough to see that he was wearing a black jockstrap.  His body looked tight, and Blake’s 18-year-old cock sprang to life.  After the initial awkwardness of his first fuck, Blake found his calling as a true top stud.  Over the course of the night, Blake filled Jason’s hole with 6 loads.  But somewhere in the heat of the fucking, Blake found one hand on Jason’s throat, squeezing ever so slightly, waiting for protest, but none came.  He took that as a green light and squeezed harder, and as he squeezed, Jason’s ass clenched around his raw dick.  And just like that, he knew he was in control.  He knew, from then on, he had the power to fuck and fill useless sluts however he wanted.  He didn’t quite know what that all meant, but has he held Jason down and spit directly onto his face, he smirked.  He slowly withdrew is cum-covered cock until just the head remained, and at that last moment he shoved it back in has hard as he could.  Taking pleasure in the moans Jason was making, he regretted that it had taken so long to finally get his dick inside someone.

***

Blake came back to reality.  He often thought of his first fuck.  It was the culmination of years of pent-up sexual energy let loose.  And oh how he had grown over the last 5 years, he thought.  Not only had he graduated from university and secured a job at a top public relations firm in Dallas, but also discovered the joys of tina-fueled fuck sessions.  His parents passed away in a car accident shortly after his sophomore year in college and left him quite a bit of money.  It was during his time of mourning that he discovered meth and hadn’t looked back since.  He was smart enough to not let the drug control his life, because 1) Blake was always the one in charge and 2) He learned that the high was intensified when he was able to brake unsuspecting boys and men by not only getting them to smoke and slam, (Blake LOVED slamming virgin veins and getting it on cam) but to also take his raw cock for hours on end. 

Blake cleaned up his downtown apartment, got everything in order and in place: restraints on the bed posts, blindfold in the night stand, tina, pipe and points ready to go, cameras set up and various toys and lube on hand when needed.  He jumped in the shower and said to himself, “What hole is going to get ruined tonight?”, as he stroked his growing cock.  Some poor fucker had no idea what was in store for him.

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  • 6 years later...

What a shame there was no follow-up to this well-written story. There are countless stories about the corruption of bottoms, either from their own POV or that of the tops guiding them into depravity. A story about a top like Blake coming into his own, learning his propensity for control and inflicting pain, is refreshing. I'd like to read about his intro to chems, especially as he seems to have fully embraced tina by that last paragraph, even as he resists letting it "control his life." It'd be nice to learn how far he allows himself to go as he grows into an increasingly confident dom. 

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