[Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. Any similarities between actual events and the events in this story or the characters in this story are purely coincidental. This story involves descriptions of unsafe sexual acts between men for the purpose of erotic fantasy and is not intended to condone such acts. If you are underage or homoerotic material is otherwise illegal in your area, please do not continue. Author retains copyright; do not duplicate this story without the express written consent by the author. Comments and suggestions are welcomed by the author at elryc.caledon@gmail.com. The author resides in the Phoenix, Arizona, metropolitan area.]
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The disclaimer above notwithstanding, this story is an account of true events that took place over the course of one week. What happened was between two consenting adults; enough said.
Several years ago, I discovered Xtube, a porn website based in the Netherlands that allows users to upload and download videos.
A lot of canned gay pornography doesn't appeal to me. Usually it is just a few beefcake sorts of guys, looking bored and going through the motions with lifeless eyes.
So, although a lot of the videos uploaded to Xtube are choppy, poorly edited-- with some just being complete crap, there are a few on there that are really hot. It can take quite a bit of sifting, but they are there.
I decided it would be fun to have a video of myself, being fucked, posted on the Xtube website. I wanted something I could jerk-off to in the future.
So, on impulse, I put up an ad on Craigslist, specifying the kind of guy I wanted to hookup with, and that I wanted to record a video.
A few bots and scammers responded, but nothing serious appeared in my email. However, a few days later, after I had basically given up on the idea, a guy wrote and said he was interested. His name was Matthew.
Matthew wanted us to meet and get to know each other, prior to attempting any sort of recording, at the place he was staying, so I agreed to that. I drove over to his apartment, which was in south Phoenix, in a poorer district.
It turned out Matthew lived with two roommates, and one was there, his name was Mike. I instinctually took a dislike to Mike. There was something about him that raised the hair on the back of my neck. Mike was not gay, he had a mean look around his eyes and a small, grim slit of a mouth with down- turned corners.
Matthew explained that Mike was proposing to be our cameraman. I didn't comment much about that scenario, although I was not into the idea of performing in front of such a man.
Matthew was a nice guy, soft-spoken, with big brown eyes with the longest lashes on a man I'd ever seen. He had lank brown hair, regular features with a squarish jaw I found attractive. His body was average, neither too thin nor too fat.
I proposed taking Matthew out to eat. I wanted to get out and away from Mike and Matthew agreed.
After we got into my car, Matthew asked if I could just fix him a meal at my own place, and then we could chat more and get to know each other. I was fine with that and so I drove us back to my apartment.
I fixed Matthew a simple meal of scrambled eggs, sausage and toast, which he wolfed down in a way that told me he hadn't enjoyed a decent meal in a long time.
Gradually, I coaxed the story of his situation out of Matthew. He was between jobs, and the men he was staying with were "friends of friends," who were allowing him to stay--but they were also exploiting him--basically, they were his pimps. He was having paid sex with both men and women at the apartment, and the "friends," were pocketing most of the money.
In fact, Matthew hadn't responded to the ad I had posted, Mike had--and Matthew was simply following directions when I showed up at the apartment.
So--this knowledge startled and depressed me, quite a bit. Matthew seemed really nice. I felt sorry for him, and wanted to help.
But Matthew responded to my questions with quiet sincerity. . He was okay, he claimed, and he had been saving up money and was getting ready to move to California to be closer to family. He expected his family would help him out long enough until he found regular work.
Matthew assured me that Mike wasn't as mean as he looked, but still I couldn't quite believe that.
I had advertised I wanted to film a "creamshot," sort of a video, where a guy pulls out of a guy's ass and shoots his load all over the ass.
Mike brought up the topic of the type of video I wanted to make, and of bareback sex, and pulled out a yellow paper; it was lab results dated a week back showing he was negative for STD's, including HIV. So I showed him my own results, which were about a month old. So we decided we were going to be okay with going bareback for the purposes of the video.
After Matthew & I had chatted for a while, we relaxed and I could tell Matthew was attracted to me.
Matthew asked if I thought I'd enjoy a "trial run," for a video? I blushed and was a little embarrassed by his direct manner, but I shrugged and said something to the effect of sure, why not?
So, we went to my bedroom. Matthew slipped out of his clothing with a practiced ease, while I went a bit slower.
As soon as I was nude, I approached Matthew and dropped on my knees beside the bed in front of him. Matthew had a thick erection bobbing in front of his groin. I slipped his length into my mouth, which made him groan and he held my head gently as he guided his cock deeper inside my mouth.
"Man, I gotta fuck you," Matthew groaned after several long minutes of my sucking him.
I stood and handed him some lube I had in my bedside table. I ignored the condoms as we had established we were going to bareback.
"How do you want me?" I asked, feeling a little nervous as I watched Matthew smear a generous amount of lube over the broad glans of his penis.
"Let's go with face down," Matthew responded, "I'll pull out before I cum, and shoot my load all over your ass."
"Okay," I said as I felt my ass twitch in anticipation.
I went and brought a towel from the bathroom, and spread that over the bed. Then I laid down. Matthew stroked his cock during this time, and when I laid down, he immediately got up on the bed, positioned himself between my legs and began to mount me.
I felt the broad head of Matthew's penis pushing against my tight opening and braced myself. But Matthew took his time, he pushed slightly inside, then paused and withdrew. Then he repeated his movements. On the third push, he pressed up inside of me steadily, slowly, until his entire length was inside me.
Wow, Matthew felt fantastic being inside of my ass. I felt full and my opening was tightly stretched with his cock buried deeply inside of my ass, but there was no real pain involved.
Matthew began smooth, slow strokes, lightly kissing my neck as his body maintained his thrusting. His low groans and gasps of pleasure were hot to listen to and increased my own arousal.
After several long minutes of feeling Matthew's cock moving in and out of my body, Matthew picked up the pace and I raised my ass slightly to allow him better access. He pounded into me, grunting as he did so.
As Matthew built up to his climax, he gave one final thrust, and I felt his cock give a mighty kick inside of me--then he pulled out and began stroking his penis and I felt ribbons of semen splashing over my ass up to my lower back. He shot quite an impressive load.
Afterwards, Matthew lay beside me and we spooned and cuddled for about 15 to 20 minutes. He asked if I had come, I said no but that was okay, I would take care of myself later if I needed to.
We got up, cleaned up a little in the bathroom and then I took him home, arranging to meet about four days later, for the actual recording I wanted to make.
So, as arranged, I drove over to the apartment Matthew was staying at, and knocked on the door. Mike let me in, and to my dismay, there was another guy there--the other roommate, as it turned out. Sean was an extremely thin, lanky redhead who appeared not to have showered in recent memory. His teeth were nightmarish to look at, and he had bright red sores all over his face. He had a thin, ferret-like face that felt absolutely menacing to me.
I felt my interest in making any sort of video fade completely away in the face of the circumstances. Matthew, kind soul that he was, immediately picked up on my change of mind and suggested that I was too nervous, and perhaps if we went to grab a bite, I might feel more relaxed.
Curiously, Mike went back to his room, and returned carrying a small duffel bag. Neither Mike or Sean commented on the bag. Mike was sullen and seemed angry at my unwillingness to perform right then and there, but Matthew was firm and we quickly departed.
As before, I drove us back to my apartment, and I fixed Matthew a simple meal of pork chops with some veggies on the side, which he wolfed down again.
Soon enough, we were back in my bedroom. Matthew shed his clothes and huskily demanded I get naked, which I did quickly.
This time, Matthew didn't allow me to suck him. He lubed his cock and then pushed me back on the bed, face up. After raising my knees to my chest, he pushed his hard cock against my ass, and then suddenly he was inside of me, all the way inside this time. I gasped a little as a painful cramp took hold. Matthew held still until I relaxed.
Matthew began to thrust inside of me, but he was different this time, I could feel the need inside of him as he took what he wanted from my tight ass.
After a few minutes, Matthew paused and took my right hand and guided it to my hardened penis.
"Jerk yourself off, I want to feel you cum while I'm inside of you."
I complied, and began stroking myself as Matthew continued his thrusting inside of my body.
I was highly aroused, and all too soon I felt the need to orgasm start building inside of my groin.
Matthew felt my ass tightening around him.
"Dude, can I bust inside of you?" Matthew gasped as he continued to slam in and out of me.
"Yeah, go for it, I need your load," I shuddered as I felt myself go past the point of no return.
"Fuck! Oh fuck yeah!" Matthew gasped and I felt his cock give another mighty kick and felt the first three streams of his semen splashing deeply inside of me.
Again, Matthew lay beside me for a short while, before we got up and got cleaned up and dressed again.
But this time, Matthew asked that I drop him off at the bus terminal. I was surprised.
Then Matthew told me that Mike and Sean had been planning on recording us secretly on a different camera (I had an older Sony camera I wanted to use for the recording to be uploaded to Xtube).
And, they had planned on rifling through my wallet, to steal my credit cards and to try to find out where I worked--in short, they were planning on a blackmailing scheme.
Matthew had taken a sincere liking to me, so he had warned Mike and Sean off from their scheming, and as a result, had decided to leave for California that evening.
So, I dropped Matthew off at the bus terminal as he had requested. And I never heard from him again. I hope he's doing okay, I'll never forget him.
And Matthew--if on the slim chance you're reading this--feel free to get in touch with me. I'd like to know how you're doing.
~Finis~
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