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!
Sunday, November 27, 2011
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!
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!
How this all got started
I'll warn you guys in advance. This post is nothing more than an insufficient account of the events that led me to having sex with guys. Don't worry, the sex should come in by the next post! If anyone has any questions, or wants to know the nitty gritty dirty details, let me know!
Sometime in March when I was 14, I was jerking off to some straight porn, until I accidentally stumbled upon a picture of two guys going at it. I guess some sort of switch was flipped in my mind. I was so attracted to it for some reason. I kept thinking "Holy shit. This is just wrong," as I unconsciously searched for more.
Needless to say, the habit grew on me, and eventually I would watch nothing but gay porn. Personally, I just found two guys having sex to be more aesthetic than a guy with a girl. The chiseled to slim features, the ability to switch roles, two loads instead of one, various types of men (I absolutely adore twinks!) everything about gay sex seemed so hot! But I still told myself I was nothing less than straight.
I started to visit gay teen chat rooms when I was 15, hoping I would find someone else to talk to. Little did I know, I would just be dealing with idiots who wanted nothing more than kiddie porn and roleplaying over the phone or IM.
My sexuality did straighten out for a while once I got a girlfriend. I stopped the porn, the sexual thoughts about men, and the stupid conversations with those ridiculous gay teens because I fell in love for a good while.
Unfortunately, our relationship didn't last very long, and I ended up leaving Delaware to go to New York City for college. After not having done anything sexual for a while, my attraction to men increased. I had this burning desire to try having sex with a guy at least once. And so, I ended up discovering Craigslist and Adam4Adam.
For a boy who was surrounded by nothing but straight men, I was pretty satisfied that there were at least a couple of services to allow men to meet men for sex. I was pretty scared when I actually posted my first Craigslist Ad. Being a complete virgin (besides a couple of blowjobs), I had ridiculously high standards. He had to look cute, he had to be white, and he had to have a place to stay. I eventually managed to find someone who fit my criteria to lose my virginity to, and boy was I surprised at who I found... (To be continued in the next post!)
New to this...
So! The point of this blog is one thing and one thing only. To chronicle my sexual adventures as a promiscuous student in NYC! I'll have to catch up on the first few stories, but once I'm done with that, hopefully each encounter will be recorded in detail ;) I hope all of you readers enjoy!
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