This wasn’t the next guy I hooked up with, but its been on my mind lately.
I had been 18 for about a month. I had moved out and was on my own. One night I went to the gay bar, couldn’t get in, but tried to talk to guys that were passing in or out. After maybe 30 minutes, a drag queen came out. I got their number.
For maybe 2 months, I met up with him at least once a week. It was great. He had a 9″ uncut dick. We would usually suck each other and eventually he would fuck me. I had let him know to never cum in me, to always pull out. He was always respectful of it. Id drive over near his house and he would walk to the abandoned car wash and we would park and play.
One night his roommates were gone and I got to come over. It was pretty usual. We sucked each other until it was time to fuck. Usually in my car I was facing him on top. We started like that but eventually went to doggy, to me on my belly. He fucked the shit out of me. Then suddenly he said he was going to cum. I reminded him to not do it in me. I’m not sure what happened but basically he said fuck it and buried it deep in my ass and unloaded. I was mortified. I was grossed out by someone’s cum sitting in my asshole until I had to shit again.
I never went back over there. If he hadn’t done that, I think I eventually would have been comfortable enough with him to let him do that. It was going so well. He turned me on so good.
12 years later, I wish he was here right now with his dick in my mouth.
Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/uuh66i/my_experiences_part_ii