An Outdoor Adventure

Here's the next story! Just in case you're new to my adventures, all of what I write down in 100% REAL, and they are events that occurred not too long ago (I started having sex with guys in mid-October). You should definitely read the others before getting here! And you should be able to recognize this guy from an earlier story ;)

More stories are going to be written, so please be patient! And keep commenting/emailing! I love that stuff!

PLEASE NOTE: I do NOT advocate for people to ignore all of the warning signs that are present throughout this story. In actuality, I'm lucky to be alive even though this situation happened! Don't do risky things like this people! You could get hurt.

If any of you have been in a similar situation, feel free to tell me about it! In the comments section, or email me at boiboi7473@aol.com.

My phone vibrated all of a sudden. I pulled it out of my pocket, and took a glimpse at the number. I instantly recognized it. It was this guy who had been texting me about how much he wanted to fuck me on Adam4Adam. And boy, was he NOT discreet about it. Constant streams of dick pics, pictures of what he was doing, and "sexy/creepy sounding" texts would be sent every so often. With a long sigh, I brushed it off and put the phone back into my pocket.

The first time we were supposed to actually meet up, he said he would book a hotel. I cancelled and said I was too busy (in my defense, I sort of was).

The first thought that scurried through my mind was "Shit. Does this guy EVER lay off?" My phone had been occasionally pestered by this guy and his hypersexual advances, and I had decided that I would not let this guy anywhere near me - let alone fuck me.

At least, until I got extremely horny.

I decided to respond to his texts, since he didn't look that bad over his picture, and I hadn't had any sex within the past few days.

Looking back on the experience, it was seriously a bad move on my part. There were plenty of warning signs of shadiness and danger that pervaded the air as soon as I met him in front of some pizza place near Rockefeller Center.

He was the first person I had ever had sex with who I wasn't 100% attracted to aesthetically. He looked - and was - rather pleasant. He had short brown hair, a really lanky frame, was 21 and wore sunglasses. I was immediately conflicted upon my first impression of him though. The sunglasses hid his eyes, which I typically like looking at when I meet guys. In fact that stretches to anyone really. Also, he had this slight gap in his front teeth that sort of made him look kind of weird/hillbillyish (but not enough to make me run away). Honestly, I wouldn't be surprised had he told me he was raised in the backwoods of some mountainous state with a family of white trash (it's harsh, I know, but I'm just being true to the description I had at the time - so let it be known that I really don't mean to offend anyone with that)!

Typically, I start my conversations with a handshake. In this situation, he seemed to think it would be proper to give me a fistbump. My head was bellowing "Seriously?! This is how you GREET people?!" A little taken aback with the weirdness of the situation, I somehow ignored the voices in the back of my mind yelling at me to leave this bozo.

Red flag of danger #1: He contradicts himself by describing the perfect place to have sex, but then asks me if I have any other ideas.

He told me that his sister's place just outside of the city was empty, and would be a perfect place where we could do it - but he really hoped I would have a place in mind. I was confused when he asked "Do you know any place better?"Why would you even ask if the place is practically abandoned?!

The red flag faded as he paid for the cost of transportation since I had met up with him. We started talking, and as he described his education, his life, and other aspects of his being, my mind drifted elsewhere. I was looking around, not really paying much attention to him. He didn't hold my interest. He seemed kind of fake for some reason.

We boarded a bus to leave the city together, and we started talking about our musical interests. He was everything that I don't really listen to. He is an avid bright pop like Brittany Spears, Aly and AJ, and Lady Gaga. He also appreciated hardcore metal every so often. On the other hand, I am a fan of anything, including pop, but I prefer songs with more soul and a mellow/lackadaisically cheerful pace. Or anything that just sounds aesthetic. I also felt like a hipster for a couple of seconds as I listed several bands he didn't know about. But trust me - I'm not a hipster.

He told me he smoked, and asked if I would have a problem with kissing a smoker. Never having tried it before, I said that it wouldn't be a problem - as long as I couldn't taste the ashes on his tongue. He noted that he had gum, so I wouldn't taste a thing. To test it out, he actually asked "Can I kiss you?" on the bus. I was a bit nervous at first, but I complied. I was pretty happy that the gum made sure no trace of cigarettes in his mouth existed - and we made out for a good couple of minutes.

My view of him started to shift slightly. He seemed nicer and more open after this point. The only thing that really distracted me at this point was the gap, and even that was fading in the back of my mind. I spent a good portion of the bus ride fantasizing about what would happen in that house, as I felt his rock hard cock through his jeans.

Red flag of danger #2: He led me to a completely abandoned area outside.

He led me to this abandoned-marshy area with a playground near a river behind some buildings. This was getting shadier and shadier. The muddy playground area was surrounded by copius amounts of dead bamboo-looking plants. Through the thick amounts of plants, I could see a fence that blocked off access to the river, and this weird structure that looked like an unfinished pier or bridge. Beyond that, there was a highway filled with passing cars.

It was a nice change of pace from the city. It was quiet. Very peaceful. But it made the experience a little disturbing for me. He discussed more of his personal life with me on the playground as he smoked another cigarette - but I continued to space off and breath in the fresh air as I basked in the silence.

"Do you mind if we go see the river?"

My conscious came crashing back down to earth as I mumbled "Sure." We maneuvered through the dry parts of the muddy ground, and walked through a small entrance of broken plants. These things seriously had to be about 6 or 7 feet tall, as they completely covered almost all sight of the river.

Red flag of danger #3: He led me to a place where I would NOT be able to run or get help of any sort.

As we walked towards the river, he stopped at a broken fence. He said that we should climb over it, and get to the other side. And then he said what I hoped he wouldn't say...

Red flag of danger #4: He revealed that he overtly lied to me.

He said that he actually did not have a place. My mind was blazing with fury, and I wanted to scream at him for being an asshole, and not telling me the truth. However, all I did was smile and ask "Why?" His response? "You wouldn't have came if I told you."

For some completely stupid reason, I listened to that, and hopped the fence with his support. He told me he wanted to do it here. I was beyond bewildered. I wanted to go home. I wanted to leave SO badly. But I didn't.

And then he kissed me. It was game over. My body had completely surrendered, and my hormones started driving me mad. I hit this point where I felt like I NEEDED him for some odd reason.

My hands started running all over his back as he started to undo his belt. He pulled his pants slightly down, revealing his semi-hard cock. He whispered "Suck it, please."

I was so obedient that it made me feel sick. I sucked without any idea of what I was doing. I started by kissing the head, and then I moved deeper and deeper down the length of his cock. I felt the tip go farther and farther into my mouth, covering it copious amounts of spit. I felt him hit the back of my throat, and I couldn't help but gag at the feeling. The noise I produced sounded exactly like what I had seen in porno - this weird *khegg* sound. I opened my mouth and moved back out of instinct, and took a second to catch my breath. I desperately put it back in and began sucking in earnest. He was moaning while I licked up and down, and all around the tip of his head with my tongue. I even liked his piss slit a couple of times, getting an interesting rise out of him.

I could feel his cock moving farther into me again - except it wasn't from my doing. I noticed his hips were moving back and forth as my head was doing so as well. Good lord! He was facefucking me! the idea hit me hard, as this would be the first time anyone has ever done something like this to me. A little bit shocked, I stayed where I was and let him pump in and out of my mouth for a few minutes, until he pulled me back up for a lengthy kiss.

"Can I fuck you?"

"No... Not here... I can't..."

I REALLY didn't want to. I was already nervous as it was. And the last time I had done anything outside, which was a bathroom, I was ridiculously close to getting caught (if you want to hear this, let me know - or I won't write it until WAY later). He pleaded for a couple of minutes, and I eventually decided to let him.

"But ONLY for a couple of minutes. I really don't want to get caught."

He agreed. He put on a trojan and put on the small packet of lube I provided for him. Near me, there was a wooden pillar jutting out from the ground, that he motioned for me to use as support while I bent over.

"One more general rule with my ass. Be gentle at first. Okay?"

He nodded and smiled at the thought.

He didn't start out with his dick (thank God!), but instead, he shoved a finger inside me. I started to moan loudly, because I couldn't handle the amount of pleasure I got from being penetrated once again. It went deeper and deeper, until I felt it hit my g-spot. I let out a small yelp of excitement - which caused him to pull out immediately. He thought I was in pain, but when I told him I felt the exact opposite, he decided that it was time.

I could feel his dick knocking against my back door - slowly moving inside me. My sphincter slowly began to stretch wider and wider. Before he could completely fit his head in, the burning sensation came back, but only for a second. I was getting way more used to this apparently. He tried one more time, and I could feel his entire length sink into me.

I have to admit, that was one of the smoothest experiences I've ever had when fucking a guy. It was pretty damn easy to handle his dick, which meant playing rough got easier too. Considering he knew I wanted this to be short, he started railing into me soon after he was inside me. I could feel his balls slapping against my ass as he railed me at breakneck speed.

"Ah! Ah! Fuck yeah! Fuck me!"

I was screaming like a whore at this point. It was admittedly the best I had felt while having sex in a while! It was one position the entire time as I bent over for him, but he didn't give me or himself a break as he continued shoving into me like a horny dog. My breathing got heavier as I felt him pushing into my g-spot, and I felt insane waves of pleasure run throughout my body.

I heard some noises in the plants, but he kept reminding me that they were "just birds." Whether they were birds or not, or some pervy cameraman who was there hiding from me, I really didn't care too much at this point.

"Fuck yeah. You like that? You like that in your fucking little boipussy?"

Oh shit! His dirty words were turning me on. I moaned in response as he kept grinding into me, each shove a little bit faster and harder than the last. I started jacking myself off, wanting this to end. My entire ass was vibrating from the constant pulling sensation. Everything was too much to handle for me, so I screamed that I was going to cum.

It was the farthest I had ever cum during sex. I had to have shot about 2 or 3 feet ahead of me in about 6 or 7 loads. It was so much! So intense!

He kept fucking me for a couple more seconds and said:

"I wanna cum in your hot mouth."

Without a word, I bent down after he ripped the condom off and went to work. It was so dirty. The thought of sucking something that had JUST been in my ass was such a turn on! I mainly focused on the head, trying to get him to cum as quickly as possible, licking the tip and edges of the head. I also took my right hand and jacked him off while giving my special attention to the tip for a good minute or so. Eventually, I heard him start moaning - and I knew he was just about to bust.

He shot about 5 loads into my mouth, which I tasted for a couple of seconds. Not too terrible, but not too pleasant either (this wasn't my first experience with cum tasting - mind you) - so I decided to spit it out on the ground.

I looked around us, and the ground was littered with cum, a condom wrapper, and a lube packet. I wondered if anyone would find these things here and figure out what happened.

He paid for the cab back to the train station to get back to the city. As he left me in the taxi to go back to his house, our goodbye ended in nothing more than another fist bump.

Harlem Guy Part 1

Now that exams are over, I have plenty of time to keep writing for you guys! Once again, thanks for the support. Comments help drive my motivation to keep writing for you all!

And with that, we move on to guy #4.

I decided to skulk around Adam4Adam a little bit more soon after my last escapade, and stumbled upon a pretty interesting looking guy! To be honest, I don't remember who contacted who, but we somehow managed to start talking.

He was white, a few inches taller than me, reddish/blondish hair, and he came with an adorably sweet personality! What more could I ask for?

The thing that enticed me the most about this guy was his offer of a sleepover. To be completely honest, there is NOTHING I love more than cuddling with someone. I grew weak at the knees at the mere thought of actually having a warm body to hold for the night, and practically gushed with euphoria as I excitedly told him I'd be on my way as soon as I figured out where he was.

He said he had a place in Harlem - something that made me initially nervous. Considering the fact that I'm  pretty new to New York, I had never entered Harlem before. I had all of these negative preconceptions about the area based on past stories I've heard, and I was seriously wondering what the hell I was getting into as I boarded the subway.

On my way to the subway, my phone vibrated - and told me I got a text message from this guy. It read along the lines of "Are you not coming?" Gah! It kind of annoyed me that he was impatient, but I decided to not think too much of it to not kill any mood.

The walk there was a little scary to be honest. It was pretty late at night. Feel free to call me a sissy, but I seriously did NOT want to mess with some of the hulking people I saw. Or maybe it was their gigantic jackets that made them look somewhat menacing? Who knows?

Eventually, I found his apartment. As soon as I stepped through that door, I was admittedly astounded by the design of his place! I felt SO lucky to only deal with guys who have a sense of class and know how to decorate thus far in my adventures. We sat down on the couch and talked for a little while about who we were, what races/families we came from (he was a cute mix of Italian and Puerto Rican), and food. Although some can't really do smalltalk well (I'll go over this soon), this guy really knew how to entertain someone!

Our conversation slowly drifted to thoughts about horror movies, which you guys should know I LOVE (based on the last guy). He decided to put on Paranormal Activity (which I had never seen, but enjoyed quite a bit!) on for the both of us as we snuggled together on the couch.

Our focus was fixed upon the movie... at least for 3/4 of it. Eventually, the non-scary dramatic scenes started to get longer, and we quickly focused our attention on each other. I could feel his warm breath flowing down the nape of my neck, so I decided to turn my head around for him. Our lips met with a gentle touch, which slowly turned into a full makeout session. However, each time the movie would switch to a nighttime scene, we'd stop and once again focus on the movie until the scary parts passed.

Once the movie was over, he took my hand and led me over to his bedroom. We were both so horny by this point, our clothes immediately disappeared over the side of the bed. I started by slowly kissing down his body. I went down to his cute little nipples and gently sucked each one for a little while before moving on and taking his massive dick in my mouth. I tried to go down as far as I could, but I couldn't help but get the feeling that I wasn't going too far down on him. However, I compromise, and I gently lick up and down his shaft, and lightly kiss the very tip of his head a few times.

Eventually, he decides to return the favor, and we swap positions. I couldn't help but moan as he expertly maneuvered his tongue all over my dick. I closed my eyes and let him do his work while thanking God that he didn't use his teeth like the bukkake guy. Unfortunately, he didn't stay down for very long, as he came back up for another kiss.

Then it was time for us to fuck. He laid down, and we got into a cowgirl position (I realized I typically resorted to this position before fucking because it's so much easier). After fishing around for the nearest magnum, he eventually pulled out that - and a bottle of lube. Once both were successfully put on, I lowered myself down onto him. This time though, I felt like I went down a bit easier compared tot he last 3 guys. I still had to wait for the burning sensation to pass, but I quickly recovered and started going down the whole length of his cock.

I have to say that this was the most gentle fuck I'd received thus far. And God was it fantastic! He gently and tenderly drove into me from the start, letting my ass get used to the sensation of his huge cock. I slowly bounced up and down, letting him penetrate deeper and deeper inside of me. My moans grew louder and louder as he kept plowing into me. My hands gripped the sheets as I attempted to push into him even more.

We fucked for what turned out to be 2 to 3 hours straight. We flipped over once so he could slam into me doggystyle, but eventually went right back to missionary. He pushed my thighs high up into the air, and made them stay there for most of the entire fuck.  Every so often we would pause and cool off a little - allowing my aching thighs a little bit of rest.

At one point, he picked up the speed ever so slightly, and in response, I moaned that I was going to cum. I felt about 5 shots shoot up just up to the center of my chest. It was the first time I had ever cum while being fucked, and I have to say I prefer that over any other way of cumming! I could feel my ass tighten around his larger cock as he pushed into me even more - increasing the ecstacy.

As soon as I had finished, he pulled out and started jerking off. He came right over my stomach, where most of the cum was collected, and mixed his own with mine.

Once that was over, we toweled off and trailed to sleep without talking much more from the exhaustion. Of course, my time with him didn't end here - as the next morning was an animal in itself!

Bukkake!

Not long after posting another Craigslist ad, I was invited to a bukkake group on the lower west side of Manhattan. The idea was that they would have a cocksucker to gulp down a few cocks before having cum sprayed all over his face. The host and I exchanged information and pictures, and I was all set to go and get sucked off!

As soon as I got off the subway station, I couldn't find the place for the longest time. I was also worried since I was in a sketchy part of town. Oddly enough, the place the bukkake event was taking place at was a rather nice apartment complex that looked dingy on the outside, but sophisticated on the inside.

I was quickly stopped by the doorman who asked who I was looking for. Once I mentioned the name, the doorman shot me a bizarre look and said "Who's that?" A little nervous, I started to stutter for a good 5 seconds or so. Suddenly, the doorman laughed and said he was just messing with me, and directed me towards the room I was supposed to go to.

Once I made it to the room, I was greeted by a couple of guys. The host looked to be around his 40's to early 50's, while the rest of the group seemed to be around their mid 20's to early 30's.  Considering that I have a thing for guys my age, I was a little disappointed, but I decided to go along with it anyway.

The "cocksucker" (this is the word the host constantly referred to in the email) seemed to be in his mid to late 20's, had a fair amount of hair on his chest and wore thick-rimmed glasses. Being the first one undressed, the host pulled me over and made me stand in front of the cocksucker so I could get sucked off first.

As the cocksucker went down on me, I couldn't help but notice one thing. This guy's teeth scraped along my dick almost the entire time! The sharp pain was a turn-off, as it wasn't a really good blowjob compared to what I've had before - but on the bright side, it allowed me to last for quite a while! While being sucked and waiting to be sucked, I couldn't help but notice that everyone kept on fondling each other. Not wanting to seem stubborn, I touched a few of the other guys too, and I let them touch anywhere on me they pleased.

To my left, there was this blond guy who seemed to me the best looking out of them all. His dick seemed pretty thick, and he looked to be around 24-28 (I could be very, VERY wrong on this). I noted on how he took the cocksucker by force, and constantly made him deepthroat and gag on his cock. I really liked this guys style, but I don't think I'd ever be able to command even a loyal cocksucker to do that much on my cock.

The two men across from me pretty much just made out the whole time while they were being sucked. I wasn't exactly sure as to whether they were a couple or not, but they seemed to be pretty satisfied throughout the ordeal.

Out of all of the men who touched me that night, I'm pretty sure the host was definitely the one who fondled me the most. At first, I was pretty uncomfortable with him constantly touching me, but I eventually resigned myself to accepting it. Several times throughout the event, he pulled me aside from everyone to give me a blowjob. Even though he was the oldest out of the group, I will admit that he was MUCH better at cocksucking than the actual cocksucker. So good, he actually was the one who made me cum! I quickl pulled out of his mouth and shot on the cocksucker's body, and everyone followed suit soon afterwards.

While reflecting upon the experience, I surmised out that doing bukkake isn't really my cup of tea. Sure, I got off and had a bit of fun, but the age difference and okay blowjob on part of the actual cocksucker didn't really make me want to do it again. If given the chance again with a different group, I very well might do it. In fact, maybe I would do it again with the same group. However, it still doesn't change the fact that I was repulsed by anything sexual for the next couple of days soon afterward.

But of course, being a regular young and horny teenager, I quickly bounced back and started resuming my usual internet searching activities!

First guy

For the sake of his privacy, I'll just refer to this guy as M.

He was blond. He was white. He was ridiculously cute. He was polite. And best of all, he responded to my Craiglist ad! At the time, I was moving in some sort of emotional state between excited and apprehensive. I was worried that he'd turn out to be an axe murderer in an alleyway, or perhaps some old fat guy sending me fake pictures - so I wanted proof. But of course, this guy was totally out in the open, and he agreed to Skype me!

The moment I looked into his eyes over the screen, I knew he'd be my first. He gave me directions to his apartment, and I left my room as my legs began to shake. I practically flew over to his apartment, anxious to know what sex feels like. Along the way, I was plagued with thoughts like "What if he has HIV?" and "What if he hurts you?" I could care less at the time. I had the drive. I had to know what gay sex was like.

I arrived at his apartment door after running the entire 17 minute walk in under 10 minutes. I felt like puking while knocking on the door since I knew what was supposed to happen.

The first thing I noted about the apartment was the excellent condition it was kept in. The bedroom walls were a beautiful deep red, and everything looked very clean and organized. I was extremely happy at the fact that it wasn't the same as the last place I had done anything sexual (a K-Mart bathroom).

Once he opened the door, the butterflies in my stomach quickly went away. I felt comfortable within the first two seconds of seeing his face. I sat down on his couch, and we talked about how we both went to the same school for a little while. Since he was a junior, he gave me some advice on how to live by yourself and how to choose housing. After the minutes dragged on, I asked to use the bathroom - hoping it would be enough of a distraction to get the conversation to change pace a little. Thankfully, it worked.

Once I came back, he leaned in. As soon as his tongue moved into my mouth, I quickly got into the swing of things. Our hands were flying all over each other as I straddled him on the couch and tore our shirts off.  After making out for a bit, he suggested we move things to the bed. Bit by bit, the rest of our clothes were torn off as well.

Once things were heated enough, I decided to be a little adventurous. I slowly kissed down the length of his body, all the way down to his perfectly sized dick. It wasn't small by any means, but I was thanking God that it wasn't the size of a grown man's arm! I gently licked the tip, and slowly moved down from there. I heard him moan a little bit, which turned me on even more. Then, I moved the lower half of my body to his face, and actually engaged in my first ever 69. I guessed that he had more experience since he started to go down extremely fast on me - almost making me cum.

Of course, my major intention wasn't to do oral. I moved back over to him and kissed him a little bit more.  Eventually, I could feel his cock pressing up against my ass. He laid down as I straddled him. I figured it was finally time! He slowly tried to push it in, and I could feel a slight burning sensation. As I moved down, I quickly realized that the pain was sharply increasing. Although I had never done this before, I knew what I needed. I whispered "Got any lube?" He directed me to the bottle on the nightstand next to us, and after a quick application, we tried again.

The feeling was nothing short of incredible. I absolutely loved the feeling of him sliding into me. We started out in with me just getting used to the feel of a cock inside me for a couple of minutes. Afterwards,  he asked if I wanted to try another position. It wasn't my intention to change my tone of voice, but I said "Missionary" with such childlike wonder that he couldn't help but smile and laugh at my naivety.

Once we switched positions, he started to go all out. The speed started to rapidly increase as he drove down into me harder than expected. MY moans began to escalate to the point where he stopped and asked me if I was okay. I asked him to go a little bit easier. Fortunately, he complied. He lifted my left leg, and started pounding into me from a different angle at a gentler speed. Slowly, he moved faster and faster until he whispered "Wanna try doggystyle?"

I could have died at that moment. I had always wanted to try doggy, so my excitement showed when I eagerly said "Sure!"  I let out a little pant as he pulled out and pushed back into me during our repositioning, but quickly started feeling waves of pleasure as he started to pound me deep and hard. I had finally reached the point where there wasn't much pain anymore, and I could take a good, solid pounding from M. It was heavenly!

I heard him moan a couple of times, as he started to shove into me a a little more slowly. Waves of pleasure and shock ran from my ass to my brain as I realized that M didn't have a condom on. I didn't really feel that much inside of me until he pulled out, when I could feel a couple drops of his cum leave my newly opened hole.

As I cuddled next to him for a while, I was completely unaware of how NSA sex was supposed to work. I stayed a little too long and made it awkward as hell, but he was very nice about the whole ordeal. I haven't heard from him since then, but he was hot and polite enough to the point where I am glad he took my virginity!

Immediately after, I started wanting more. I wanted to feel sex with a guy once again. So I went on Craigslist, Adam4Adam, and a couple of blogs to see how I can expand my sexual appetite. And that's how I became the cock-hungry teenager who wants nothing more than to enjoy himself with other men!