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I can really identify with the main character of this story.  I remember being nervous about being spotted going into an ABS or a gay porn theater, and being surprised to find that lots of attractive men wanted me.  I'd keep a condom in my pocket, but I wouldn't offer it to a man who wanted to fuck me unless he asked for one.  They rarely did.  When I was preparing to go, I'd tell myself I'd use the condom, but once I was there, with a man taking control of me, I'd let him do whatever he wanted to me.  Surrendering and submitting was a big part of the thrill for me.  I'd wait until I got home to jerk off, usually after squatting over a mirror and watching as I squeezed out the loads I had collected.  Sometimes I'd lick it up, sometimes I'd push the cum back into my hole.  Even though I was clearly hooked on being seeded, the next time I went out, I'd have that condom in my pocket.  Denial is powerful.

The only real difference in my experience was that I never used poppers.  I could squat at a glory hole or bend over for anonymous men for hours fueled solely by my overwhelming lust for cum.

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Sorry this story came to and end  it was beautifully written and fucking HOT

glad it got back up to the top of the list again… it was great to read it again 

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