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It was the summer of 1998, and I had just moved back to my home town after losing my job in a big city. It was a job I had campaigned for and really wanted, so when I lost it (after only four months of working for this company), I become quite depressed. But I tried my best to stay in the big city and I looked for more work, but it became obvious that the longer I stayed, the sooner I would have to move back to my very small home town. I was in debt, and had to sell most of my belongings just to be able to move back.
So being unemployed, I spent most of my time indoors, feeling sorry for myself. And in between sending out resumes, I would go online to the chat rooms and see who was there. And one night, I met this guy named Stephan. His profile seemed interesting enough, and I started a conversation with him. I'm not sure how or why the chat progressed the way it did, but we ended up talking about incest (yes, believe it or not) and how the thought of having sex with certain relatives turned us both on. And we also spoke about our attraction to younger guys (early 20s).
So Stephan and I became friends, and exchanged phone numbers that night, and began talking on the phone with each other. And he really did make me feel much better about myself. We spent over a month talking on the phone before we ever made plans to meet. And we talked about everything, from our sexual fantasies (including barebacking, poppers, and anything kinky) to our personal lives. I didn't know it at that point, but Stephan was very good at manipulating the conversation so that I gave out much more information than he would.
Stephan and I finally decided to meet, and he invited me to his apartment. We had exchanged pictures a few weeks prior to meeting, so we knew what each of us looked like. But I was in for quite a nice surprise. First, Stephan, while not great looking, had a nice body. It wasn't muscular at all, but it was very smooth and compact. But what was totally amazing was his ass. It was beautiful, and I couldn't stop staring at it through his tight jeans. Oh yeah, his seduction of me was right on schedule.
I got to his place around 7pm, and we hugged upon first meeting. Then to get comfortable, Stephan made me a drink (vodka tonic, my favourite). Then we just started to chat and slowly but surely got more and more comfortable with each other. Before too long, Stephan led me to his bedroom where we stood before his bed and started to make out. And the passion just came out of both of us, like water breaking from the confines of a dam. Our hands were all over each other, and we clawed at each other's bodies, stripping away the clothes in record time, all the while making out, tonguing each other like two guys in a sword fight. It was as if we couldn't wait any longer and had to have each other.
I'm not a big guy by any means (about 6-7" cut) but Stephan was well over 8" cut, and has a thick cock. But he didn't let me near it because he immediately pushed me onto the bed and went down on my cock, like a man starving for food. I was in heaven and being a bit drunk (the alcohol took affect immediately), all I could do was lie there and writhe in total ecstasy on the bed while this guy gave me the greatest blow job of my life. Not only did he suck my cock, but he played with my balls and took my ball sac in his mouth. The warm feeling nearly drove me over the edge.
We weren't even talking. Stephan was too busy with my cock and I was too busy moaning and groaning. Before I knew it, he was playing with my ass, forcing my legs to go as far back as possible, so he could get at my hole and keep my cock satisfied at the same time. He was an expert with his tongue and his fingers, as he teased my cock-head and kept teasing my tight hole. Fuck I wanted him to finger fuck me so bad. So I just yelled out "put those fingers in me" and he did. And the sensation drove me wild.
As I lay there writhing on the bed, I noticed Stephan's bottle of poppers that he had left near the pillows. I had taken poppers before, but only once or twice, but I was so horny, and so turned on by this guy, that I thought poppers would only add to the experience. So while he was sucking me, I unscrewed the bottle and took two whiffs of the liquid incense, and before I knew it, I was on a fucking high! My head was spinning, the feelings of utter passion had taken over, and I began to edge my way closer and closer to a sex life filled with pig sex, kink and things I had never ever done with another person.
While I maintained my high with the poppers, Stephan moved from sucking my cock to eating out my ass, and I couldn't take it anymore and came! Yeah, without even touching myself. I just unloaded my juice all over my chest. It was a huge load! This didn't stop Stephan though. Yeah, he stopped eating me out but then climbed on top of me and starting to eat my cum. First he licked all the juice from my chest, then slowly made his way to my still-hard cock, where he took my hardon into his mouth and started sucking again. I was experiencing such intense feelings for the first-time in my life, I didn't know what to do. I was at a loss. But Stephan was great. He managed to keep me hard (I'm still not sure how he did it) and then slowly but seductively got on his stomach and laid down on the bed.
And there, he presented his hot ass to me, in all of its glory. I didn't waste any time. I crawled on top of him, and placed my very well-lubed cock on his ass crack, and slowly humped him. This drove him wild -- he started moaning, telling me how much he liked my hot cock, and how much he wanted me inside him. As I was humping him, getting harder by the second, he started to take some poppers, and seeing him sniff that incense was what drove me over the edge.
I didn't waste a second. While he took a sniff from the brown bottle, I plunged my cock deep inside his ass. Jeremy, my saying that the two of us became one person at that moment would not have been a lie. As I entered him, Stephan arched his back and began making out with me. I was slowly fucking him at this point, bringing my cock a bit out of his ass and then plunging it back in. I was leaning on my hands, with my arms straight and stiff. It was quite the scene -- here I was, fucking a guy I hardly knew bareback, high on poppers and alcohol, making out with him, and feeling as a totally different person.
Every so often, Stephan would take a hit from the poppers and hold the bottle up to my nose to let me take a hit as well. And as the minutes passed by, my fucking his tight ass (which wasn't as tight then as when we first started to fuck) became more and more intense. At one point, knowing I was close, I started fucking him like a total animal, bucking his ass with my tool again and again and again. Stephan was in the throes of passion, moaning and groaning, telling me to fuck him harder, give it to him faster. He also began massaging my hole with the heel of his foot, as he bent both legs at the knees and kept my ass as close to his body as possible. He didn't want to miss a beat, and he wanted my cock as bad as I wanted to give it to him.
I didn't know how long we were fucking, but we were both drenched in sweat. The only sounds I heard were of the bed frame squeaking in rhythm to my fucking him. And finally, I couldn't take it anymore and yelled out "Oh fuck I'm gonna cum" and blasted my hot load inside that hot ass of his. It felt like it wouldn't stop, I kept cumming. And when it was over, I was so exhausted that all I could do was collapse on top of Stephan's back, and there we lay for what seemed like hours, waiting for our breathing to get back to normal, with my now-semi soft cock finally subsiding, still embedded in his ass.
After an hour, we both got up and went to the bathroom to clean up. As we got up from the bed, I noticed a rather large cum stain on Stephan's sheets, from where he came twice while I was fucking him. In the bathroom, Stephan ran a hot bath for us, complete with bubbles, and we spent the better part of an hour in the tub, kissing and caressing each other, in preparation for the next main event, which happened in his bed again, that same evening. This time, Stephan started off sucking me off but then quickly straddled me and had me enter is warm and now not-so-tight ass. Despite the late hour and my exhaustion, I managed a half hour of fucking that sweet hole before Stephan blew his load all over my chest and I came inside him for the second time that night.
At that point, my head was spinning from too much alcohol and way too many hits of poppers, so I took Stephan in my arms, after he climbed off of me, and we fell asleep. A little while later, I woke up and watched my new lover sleeping. I just couldn't believe my luck in meeting such a great guy with whom I had so much sexual chemistry. What turned me on the most was seeing my cum seeping out of his ass, crawling down his leg in a small thin line.
I woke Stephan up as I was getting dressed, and we talked about the next time we would meet, which happened to be that weekend. And from that moment on, from that summer day in 1998, we made it a point to get together at least once a week, but most times it was more like two or three. Stephan told me he worked from home, which is why he was able to have me come over during the day. And every time I came over, we were naked within five minutes, and I was inside his ass within 10 minutes after that. We only fucked bareback and always with poppers.
As for my sex life, Stephan opened me up to a whole new world. We got into role playing, watersports and did some drugs along the way. It was wonderful, incredible and dangerous, all at the same time, and that mix made it even hotter for me than what I was used to.