Bulge

Too Bad

9/15/15, 2:02:59 PM: PH: Hi free tonight? 

9/15/15, 3:18:16 PM: Me: No bro, wassup? 

9/15/15, 3:19:58 PM: PH: Too bad..i want to unload my cum...1 week.

Conversation with RT

RT is a manly married guy in his 40s. Tall, dark, broad with a moustache and goatee. Unassuming and handsome. We chat from time to time. When we first met several years ago, he just got married. Now, years later, a father of 3, he has evolved into a somewhat different man. They say the more sexually repressed a man is, the more sexually deviant he becomes. 

 

Me: Hi. With family? Or alone? 

 

RT: Yea . With family now..but still available on sat n sun..😜 

 

Me: You available today? 

 

Me: U still meet guys for fun? 

 

RT: Yeap..available for today till tomorrow.. 

 

RT: Meeting guys sometines when I'm very horny of cock..like now...especially when high 

 

Me: I see. So what do you like to get high on? 

 

RT: Every chem.. ice.. e.. ghb water.. seeds.. many more.. depends what i have...Now i m horny like crazy for cocks... 

 

RT: The higher im..the hornier i become 

 

Me: When was your last chem sex 

 

RT: 2 months ago 

 

RT: 1 to 1. Chinese..I love uncut.. uncut lover actually 

 

Me: Nice 

 

RT: I always prefer to be a sex slave to a chinese uncut when im high 

 

Me: How long did he fuck you? 

 

RT: All night long 

 

RT: Sat night till sun morning then he cums 

 

RT: Thats why i like chemfun... can have sex hours 

 

RT: Mybe we can have it sometimes.. 

 

RT: Im now horny like crazy...Please..I need cock badly...Im now throbbing inside out....

Grapes

Me: So what did you do to the guy the last time? Did you ever put grapes into a guys ass and fuck the juice out of him? 

 

TR: Yeah I did that quite some time ago 

 

TR: I even taste it 

 

Me: Nice 

 

Me: Tell me more 

 

TR: I made him stand against the wall then I lick his hole n push the grapes up his fuk hole 

 

TR: I fuk him till I could feel the juice was dripping n suk his hole, dam that was so fukin hot, but I made sure his hole was super clean

The Father-To-Be

Sometimes I wonder what goes inside the mind of these so-called bisexual men. They seem to think I drive them crazy but honestly, I think they're just sexually frustrated that they can't be who they really want to be. 

 

I met PH online years ago when he was only dating his then girlfriend. He's pretty athletic, has a nice clean sporty look, tanned and has a nice long thick cut cock. Upon first look, you would never tell he's into guys but whenever he's with me, he shows a rather different side of him. He becomes very aggressive and verbal. 

 

Me: Hey 

 

PH: Hi Bro 

 

Me: How's life? 

 

PH: Doing good...how's yours? 

 

Me: Good man, how's married life? 

 

PH: Great...daddy-to-be this month 

 

Me: Congrats. Boy or girl? 

 

PH: Boy 

 

Me: Nice 

 

PH: Tq bro. Thinking of ur sexy body with leather like a sex slave now. I bet you are a really good sex slave. 

 

Me: You think so? 

 

PH: Yes...I like to see in the leather outfit...make me wanna rape you like before, hear u moaning n begging for my sperm to swallow like a pig 

 

Me: Tell me more 

 

PH: I will make u beg for my dick.i use u as many i want..u just a sex pet to me..I will finger fuck u while u get tied. 

 

Me: Yeah 

 

PH: Yea be my good dog..lick my body starting my toe 

 

PH: I wanna see ur bubble butt n ass hole pic..sexy 

 

Me: You really want that? 

 

PH: Yes boy...when u wanna be my dog? 

 

PH: U like to drink piss? 

 

PH: I still remember u licking my armpit..make me so horny 

 

PH: Your nipples and asshole taste like heaven

My First Orgasm

I was sexually curious at a young age. I remember when I was around 8 or 9,  I would often have erections but didn’t know what it was, except that they felt oddly pleasurable.

One day, I was flipping through the dictionary randomly and came across the word 'condom'. I didn't understand the meaning of it so I asked my older brother what it was. He explained to me that it's a kind rubber contraception worn by a man during intercourse to prevent a woman from getting pregnant.

For some reason I became obsessed with that word and started to fantasize about what a condom looks like over a penis and how it would feel.

One day, I accompanied my siblings to the provision shop to replenish some household items for the house.

While they shopped, I wandered around the store. My eyes suddenly caught sight of a box with rows of small packs in it. Thinking it was candy, I picked it up. Except it wasn't.

It reads: Durex Fetherlite. Condoms. 3's.

I was blown away. I thought condoms were only available in Western countries. I didn’t think I'd find them here.

I kept staring at the pack in my hand. 

I got to have this. But how?

I don't know what came over me that day but for the first time in my life, I shoplifted.

I was too curious to find out what a condom feels like that I didn’t think of the consequences of getting caught. I quickly placed the packet in my pocket when no one was watching. 

My heart never pounded faster. My hands were shaking. My mind was going crazy. I thought I was going to pass out from the adrenaline.

I couldn't wait to leave the store. I waited impatiently for my siblings to pay up at the check-out counter. 

"Need anything?" my brother asked while queuing up. 

I shook my head, trying to play it cool but I was starting to have second thoughts about the terrible thing I just did. I took a deep breath and held my nerves. When we finally left the shop, I breathed a deep sigh of relief.

The minute we stepped home, I headed straight to the bathroom on the pretext of wanting to take a shower.

I fished the pack of condoms right out of my pocket. I opened the wrapper, took one out and stared at it for the first time in my life. It was plain looking but it felt smooth to touch.

I tried to slip it over my boyish cock, but I became so excited that my hands started to tremble so much that I fumbled a few times. 

Once I managed to slip it on, I started to play with my cock and within seconds, it started to engorge and fill up the rubber.

What an amazing feeling!

Behind the sliding door of the bathroom was a full length mirror. I got myself wet and lathered myself with a bit of shower gel and then proceeded to slide my cock up and down the mirror while kissing my own reflection.

It felt so good and slippery that I kept thrusting myself against the mirror. I could feel an intense sensation starting to build up and I didn’t want it to stop.

Then it happened.

Without warning, a wave of pleasure suddenly swept over me, engulfing my whole body. I couldn’t breathe. I couldn't make a sound. I was overwhelmed by the sensation and I felt my body convulsing for a good 15 seconds in intense pleasure.

I felt something discharged from my cock but I wasn't sure what it was.

What just happened? 

I removed the condom and saw that my penis was covered in a clear gooey substance.

It wasn't blood or pee or something that I recognized.

I tried to wash up but my dick was too sensitive to touch. I twitched at the slightest touch of it. And it was still leaking that gooey substance.

I started to panic. Have I injured myself?

I quickly got out the shower, dried myself and headed straight to bed, hoping that a nap would restore everything back to normal. 

Well, it sure did. And the minute I woke up I started to masturbate all over again. 

That was 30 years ago. Funny how we never forget certain milestones in life.

Almost

It's been a while since I was cruised by someone at a public toilet.

It was a slow evening, I grabbed a Subway for dinner and after that I wanted to withdraw some cash at the ATM.

As I got down the escalator, I caught sight of a guy heading up on the opposite side. Our eyes met as we passed each other. He looked like a foreign worker. Possibly a Bangladeshi. Dark skinned, short cropped hair, not very tall, lean muscular and very manly. He had a black polo shirt on with the word ‘crew’ written on it.

I turned back to see where he was going. Seems like he was heading towards the restroom.

After I withdrew some cash, I went up the escalator to look for him.

There he was, standing in front of the mirror, pretending to wash his hands as he saw me walk in.

I stood next to the urinal near him. From where he stood he could get a good view of me peeing through the mirror. I knew he was staring so I decided to angle myself towards him so that he could get a better view of my dick. I tried to pee but my dick was starting to get hard.

He then walked over and stood at the urinal right next to mine. He looked over and checked out my package which by now was red and fully engorged.

He whipped out his tool, and started to stroke himself.

That got me really excited.

We both looked at each other and smiled. 

Unfortunately, the toilet started to get crowded. We were getting a bit too conspicuous.

I zipped up and walked out.

He followed.

We went down the escalator again. 

He then walked ahead of me and headed towards the pharmacy, and as I walked past, we both gave each other a knowing look. 

I overtook him and headed towards the toilet at the quieter end of the mall hoping he would follow.

I was already standing at the urinal next to an empty one when he walked in. He again stood next to me, unzipped his pants, and this time showed me his dick in its full glory - a big, hard and thick piece of juicy black meat.

Before we could do anything, we could hear someone coming in and our escapade was cut short yet again.

I gestured to him to follow me to an empty cubicle but this time he smiled and left.

I tried to follow him but he disappeared. Maybe he realised he had to get back to work.

Oh well, it was fun while it lasted.