This is a true story about gay sex between consenting adult males. If this offends you, you are under 18 or it is illegal in your country, please close the file and leave now. Otherwise, read on and enjoy!
How It All Started
"Shit!" was all that I could think. I couldn't believe the things that I'd just done, and was shaking all over. As I looked at myself in the greasy gas-station mirror, I honestly wondered what would happen to me next. Could people tell what I'd just done? I looked down at my shit smeared underwear with tiny specks of blood on them, and was horrified.
"Fuck. Just what I need. AIDS."
I pulled off the briefs and tossed them into the garbage can, and quietly cried. I was shaken, confused, and surprised at myself. Up until today I'd never had a gay experience, and this was a terrifying entry into the world of sex with men. I splashed water on my sullen face, and decided that even after everything that happened back at that seedy video store... I'd actually enjoyed it.
Before I go any further, let me introduce myself.
My name is Xander. I am a 22-year-old man of Brazilian ethnicity, raised in Orlando, Florida with curly, brown hair and green eyes. I am 5'11'' tall, and weigh in at 197 lbs. I am a student at college in Florida, and what I am about to tell you is entirely true.
It was winter of last year, and of course, winter in Florida is what can easily be called Fall in the rest of the world. I was driving to the local adult video store that I'd recently found, and wanted to look around and see what good movies I could rent, as I was extremely horny.
I parked out front of the store, and looked around to see if, perhaps, anyone that I knew was in the area to see me entering such a "bad" place. With the coast clear, I quickly walked in to the store, and breathed a sigh of relief to be out of the daylight, and into the cloaked anonymity of the place. Looking around, I began to get very turned on by the pictures on the video boxes, and began to get very hard. I'd noticed that there were booths at the rear of the store that you could go in to and have a look at movies, and decided to give it a try. I walked down the dark hallway and felt a little scared actually, but so turned on at the same time. I could see a few other men milling around in the darkness, but couldn't really tell what they were doing. I walked into a booth and shut the door quickly behind me.
I reached into my pocket for a dollar, and noticed that there was a hole in the wall of the booth.
"What the fuck?"
Of course, curiosity took over, and I looked in to see what was going on. What I saw surprised the shit out of me, to say the least.
In the next booth, a man was sitting on the stool with a huge black cock jutting from his pants. He was jacking his cock very slowly, and talking in hushed tones to another man that was in the booth with him. The other man was white, and very thin. I remember thinking that the black guy looked as though he could easily force the other guy to do anything he wanted, but I didn't think that was the case. The white guy was bending over now, and the black man was putting his thick fingers into his asshole. He looked over at me and I instantly grew ashamed and tried to look away. Inserting my dollar into the machine, I tried to pay attention to the movie that was playing in my booth. When I heard a loud groan from the other booth, I had to look again. The black stud had placed his cock into the hole of the other man, and was giving him long, slow strokes in and out. He was taking his cock all the way out with each stroke, and placing it back into the other man's guts each time. The skinny guy made all sorts of grunts, and sucked in his breath very loudly with each fuck into his ass. I could actually hear the slurping noise his hairy manpussy made each time. The other man slapped his ass hard, and left a huge, red handprint on the right cheek. The sight of it all instantly aroused me. The white guy looked over at the hole, and motioned for me to put my cock through. Considering myself curious but still straight, I declined, and quickly exited the booth, with the movie still going.
When I walked out, two very "gay acting" men were standing at the door of the other booth, listening and giggling to the moans that they heard. One of them looked at me and said " Ohhh, look at her, all shook up! It wrecked her nerves, girl!" I quickly walked away, feeling ashamed, and mad at the same time.
Walking into the main part of the store, I saw a short, Mexican man. He was looking at me as he walked back to the part of the store that the booths were in. All the time I found myself thinking that what was going on in the booth had to be a lot of fun, even if it was two men doing it. My cock was rock solid, and since I was wearing a pair of soccer shorts, you could really see my hardness. Before walking in, he motioned for me to follow. Mindlessly, I walked in behind him. I was extremely horny, and was open to give it a try... not really sure what "it" was. I looked at the man, and he seemed to be about 20 years old and good looking in a rugged sort of way. I felt that he was a "normal" man like myself, and there wouldn't be any harm in a mutual jack-off session at the most. We walked past the giggling witches who were now standing inside the booth that I'd left and were taking turns looking at the show going on through the hole.
"Girrrrrrl, how can she take all of that up her ass?" "Oooh, her momma taught her well!"
They broke out in to laughter, and continued to peer through the hole, creating their faggy commentary along the way.
"Pain, girl! That pussy will be WRECKED! Stitches in her future, I see stitches in her future!"
It was at that instant that I knew why I'd never succumbed to any gay feelings, it was the fear of becoming one of those nelly "pink girls" like the two that were flaming in that booth.
The Mexican walked into a booth, and held the door open for me to follow him. Once inside, he started to talk to me in rapid Spanish. I tried to explain to him that I was Brazilian, and spoke Portuguese worlds better than I did Spanish. Understanding, we used English to communicate. He asked me did I have a dollar for the movie.
"Sure", I said.
"You fuck?" He immediately asked me.
I was winded. I didn't know what to say.
"You fuck?" He asked again.
"Ummm... yeah..." I lied. "But umm, we need to, you know? We need to..." I was stumbling over my words. This was moving too fast for me.
"You like suck first!" He said.
"Yeah, yeah..." I quickly agreed before I really knew what I was agreeing to. "Yeah, you suck me, then I'll fuck you."
This guy was serious about what he wanted, and I was standing there about to shit my shorts. All I could think to do was make a dash for the door, but then I heard them in the background... the glitter girls yelping with delight. I couldn't give them the pleasure of making fun of my fast exit. I decided that I would "stick it out".
Seeing that I was a bit undecided about what to do next, the Mexican kissed me softly.
"Hey, umm, shouldn't I know what your name is before we do all of this?" I asked, sounding like a big nerd.
"I am Julio." The Mexican answered. "What you name?"
Thinking quickly, I lied and said "Paolo is my name. Good to meet you!" I realized that I was making this situation all the more awkward, and decided to just shut up.
Julio laughed as he saw the uneasiness in me, and kissed my neck very lightly.
"I make you berry happy to meet me." He said with a grin.
"Berry happy? " I thought. Since this was not the time nor place to give an English lesson, I smiled and laughed at the whole situation. With that, I relaxed a little.
Julio's lips fluttered over mine, and his tongue brushed across my teeth. I opened my mouth, and tasted him as he kissed me better than any woman ever had. His hands rubbed my back, and I relaxed even more. He proceeded to pull off my T-shirt, and hummed as he saw my chest. Instantly, electricity from his hot tongue shot through my nipples as he tenderly kissed and nibbled on them.
Yes, I could learn to like this.
Putting 5 dollars into the machine, I decided that I just might stay awhile.
Leaning against the wall, I let Julio work on my tits. This was so good. He went from nipple to nipple, making me harder with each suck and tease. He worked his way down to my belly button, and licked down the line of hair that led to my cock. Pulling down my shorts, my cock hit him in the face with a "thwack", and was immediately enveloped by his warm mouth. I was spinning in pleasure. His mouth was so warm, and wet. He made very nasty slurping sounds as he sucked on my dick with the intensity of a man on a serious mission. I looked down at him, and gently caressed his soft hair while he worked on me. He moved lower, and gingerly sucked on my balls one at a time, and covered them in warm saliva. Cross-eyed with pleasure, I began to jack off slowly. And then he stopped.
"Now you fuck." He said.
Not really wanting to go that far just yet, I said, "Oh, man you know what? I don't have a condom, so you can just suck it some more."
"I have." He said, holding up a little plastic encased rubber. " I am ready for you."
Well, fuck.
"Oh." Was all that I could think to say at the moment. This dude was going to MAKE me fuck him.
I stood there looking dazed as Julio took his pants off. His ass was perfectly smooth, and a very nice brown color. Very attractive. He handed the condom to me, and bent over to touch his ankles. In the pale light that flickered from the screen his ass looked splendid. I rolled the condom down over my cock, as he stayed bent over, and rubbed his spit soaked fingers over his hole.
I placed the head of my dick right at the opening, and pushed steadily. I slid in without any problem at all, and Julio moaned deeply. I watched as his ass swallowed all 7 5/8'' of fat cock that I had to offer. As I pulled back, his asslips clung to my meat like the mouth of a suckling animal.
"Ohhhhhh papi... fuck my pussy so good" he groaned as I punched my cock into him. "Fuck it! Fuck my pussy!"
I grabbed Julio by the hips, and long-dicked him over and over again. The feeling was incredible. I couldn't believe that the ass of another man could feel so good to me. I began to fuck him like a madman.
"Ay, papi... ay is so good, so big! Fuck meeeeeeeee!"
I closed my eyes, and all of my senses stopped, and focused on what I was feeling on my cock. Julio was pushing back very hard on me, and steadily asking for more.
"Please papi, fuck me hard! Make my pussy hot!"
All of the dirty talk was really turning me on. I started to get into it and growled to him between my clenched teeth.
"You like to get fucked, boy? You like this cock in your ass?"
"Ay, papi, si! Papi fuck me!"
"Yeah, boy. Your pussy is so good!" I said as I corkscrewed my cock into his hole, trying to literally stir his bowels. I began to thrust into him so hard, that his head was banging up against the wall. I could smell his insides. The deep, sensual smell of his ass filled up the small room that we were in
"Oh, I cumming! I cumming, papi!" He said over and over again. He stood up straight with my piece still lodged deep in his guts, and shot all over the wall. He leaned up against me, and shuddered and whimpered.
"Please, take it out, please." He begged. "I have to go to toilet."
I eased my cock out of his battered hole, and he kept his eyes closed and leaned against me.
"So good. So good, papi." He purred.
He bent over to pull up his pants, and said, "Wait for me. I coming right back."
He slowly opened the door, and crept out of the booth. I heard the two fags comment as he walked out.
"Oh, she got it good, did she? He had her speaking in tongues, girl!"
"Papi, ooh, ooh, ooh, ohhhh, burrito! Ohhhh taco, quesadilla, gua-ca-mo-leeeee! Undele, Undele, arribaaaaaaa!"
The two of them burst out in high-pitched laughter, and I could hear them giving each other high fives. God, I hated them.
I couldn't believe that I was having such a good time with Julio... and was anxious for him to get back. I hadn't gotten off yet, and was ready to blow a wad. I reached down to grab my cock, and noticed it was quite... fudgy. I looked down in horror, and saw that my dick was coated with brown, creamy shit.
Fuck.
I hadn't thought about the fact that yes, I was fucking a man in the same ass that he shits from.
I immediately ripped off the condom, and turned to open the door. I had to get to the bathroom, and the two fags of the century were standing right outside to jeer me like Joan and Melissa Rivers on the red carpet at an awards show. I opened the door slowly, and braced myself for the verbal assault. "Girl. You made that pussy punch the clock! You put some overtime on that whore!" Said one of "them".
"Ohhh, it smells like you killed a cow in there! That bitch should have douched before you ran up in that ass! That's a naaaasty bitch!"
"Next time, tell her 'wash the coochie, honey, Ivory and water will clear all that right up', okayyyyyyy?"
I took the shitty rubber and slung it in their direction. They screamed and scattered.
I ran into the bathroom, where I could hear straining noises. It sounded as if someone was dropping potatoes into a tub of water. I walked over to the door-less stall, and there was Julio, perched on the porcelain throne, sweating like a slave. I was immediately embarrassed, and walked to the sink to wash my cock and hands.
"I sorry." He called out to me from the shitter. "I sorry (strain) I did that!"
Too embarrassed to really reply, I just continued to wash my funky jewels.
"Come, please." He said to me.
I walked over to the stall and stood at the door. Julio was there rubbing his cock, and making whimpering noises as shit left his body at high speeds. He motioned for me to come closer. I walked up, and he took my soft cock in to his mouth. I could not believe it. I was standing in the bathroom, letting a man suck my cock while he was taking a dump. A rather loud dump, at that.
But hey, dude knew how to suck a dick!
I tried to block out what was happening, and enjoyed his soft warm tongue on my cock. Julio wrapped his arms around my legs, and began to massage my calves and thighs while he sucked me to the back of his throat. All too soon, he was stopping so that he could wipe his ass. I stepped out of the stall to allow him some privacy.
Julio stepped over to the sink, and sat on the formica counter top and began to wash his ass. I was captivated by the show, because it was such a private, taboo thing to watch. Some other guy was washing his ass right in front of me, you know? He got down off of the sink and bent over to show me his hole.
"All clean and good." He said.
I looked at the sight in front of me. His ass was purely beautiful. The hole was a bit red from the fucking that I'd given to him, and he winked it slowly at me over and over again. He reached back and stuck a finger into his ass and moaned. I stepped up behind him, and rubbed my cock all over the warm hole. He pushed back and the head of my cock began to slowly disappear into the hot darkness of his insides. I immediately pulled back.
"I have condom." He whispered. "You fuck?"
Minutes later I was balls deep into Julio. He was taking it all and breathing in rapid spurts as I fucked him while he bent over the sink. He lifted one leg on to the counter and ground his ass back into me, and moved in slow, delicious circles. He then changed positions and got up on the counter and took my hard cock into his tiny opening while his knees were hooked over my shoulders. He began to kiss me again, and I loved the feel of his tongue on mine. All of a sudden, the heat in his asshole increased tenfold, as if a furnace had been ignited. I ground into him slowly, as I was very excited by this sudden inferno inside his ass. I knew that I was about to cum, and it would be awesome.
"Ohhhhh fuck, Julio, I'm going to cum, I'm going to fucking cum in your sloppy hole, you fucking faggot!"
"Cum, papi, cum!" Is all that he kept crooning. "Cum, ohhh yes, cum!"
I dug my cock as deep as I could into him, and came with a shudder. I was getting dizzy, the orgasm was so intense. Julio kept moving his ass all over my cock and screaming for me to fuck him as he beat his own cock with blinding speed. My whole world was spinning, and I could feel his ass muscles contracting on my cock. My hearing stopped and all that I could hear was the sound of blood rushing to my head, and pounding in my ears. I wanted to scream, but all of my energy was diverted to my exploding cock. He was cumming too, and the feeling was in-fucking-credible. I started coming down from the clouds, and the fact that I was fucking a dude, on top of a shit-load of Catholic guilt, all hit me at once.
"Shit, shit, shiiiit!" I said as his hole clamped on my now sensitive rod, and his white spunk pooled on his flat stomach.
Julio lay back on the sink and panted, I pulled my dick out of him with a sloppy "pop". I looked down at my cock and saw exactly why things had gotten so hot.
The fucking condom broke.
I was MORTIFIED.
"Fuck, man!" I screamed.
"Yes, good fuck, thank you!" Julio quipped.
"No, you fucking idiot!" I screamed again, "THE FUCKING RUBBER BROKE!"
Julio looked un-phased.
"Well, I clean. I don't have diseases," He said, matter-of-factly. "Is okay."
I still wanted to scream. I pulled up my pants, and looked at the man in front of me just lying there with my cum dribbling out of his ass. His battered hole looked like it was pouting at me as I made a mad dash for the door.
"Hey!" Julio yelled.
"You not buying me dinner?"
I shot him a fucking bird, and closed the door. I jumped into my car, and drove away as fast as I could. Feeling so dirty, I stopped at a gas station and ran into the bathroom to clean myself off. Julio's shit was matted to my pubic hairs, and smeared all over the front of my underwear. There were tiny spots of blood from the brutal fucking that I'd given him. I sat in the bathroom, awash in mixed emotions, and cried.
Driving home that night, I remember saying to myself that I would never fuck a guy again. I was ashamed, scared, and disgusted at myself.
But you know what? I was also fascinated at how good it all felt. I was alive now. I decided that maybe, just maybe I could enjoy actually living the way that I wanted to, and not be held hostage by my guilt.
At that very moment, I smiled, and let go of my hang-ups. And so began my life as a happy, sexually fulfilled man.
If you would like to hear more true stories about how I came to terms with my sexuality, let me know. They are not all happy cheerful stories where everyone has a 10'' cock with a rock hard body and perfect teeth, but hey, if you like truth, I'll be more than happy to tell you.