[This is from before I was an exclusive bareback top… But it gives you a sense of what my sex life was like back then. I wrote it shortly after the hookup, and have just edited out thing like names to post it here.]

My bf and I hooked up with a really hot, black, poz bottom. He had found my bf and I online in some gay group on Yahoo!. He was upfront with the fact that he was poz when we were arranging things. I think he thought we’d back out when told us.

He came over to our place, we had a beer chatted briefly and then when things got touchy feely we moved to the bedroom.

When he took off his clothes he had an incredible body. Being black, bald and short my bf didn’t quite get into him like I did, but he was good about giving both of us attention and my bf was fine with everything.

We kissed, sucked each other’s dick (he had this beautifully shaped dark black uncut cock), and then I started playing with his hole. All I could think is how much his hole felt like the ones I love to fuck raw. But even though I had noticed that he was on the nycbareback group on Yahoo!, I knew he was poz and that he wanted things to be “safe”. Nevertheless, his hole was like a long, silky, wet muscle… Not too tight and not too loose – just perfect…

The sex was laid back, but pretty intense. Our little black bottom loved sucking dick and we gave it to him from both ends at once. My bf fucked him to loosen him up, then I fucked him and came inside him. When I pulled out the rubber there was this enormous quantity of cum in it. I had him clean off my cummy dick, and then my bf fucked his face and shot his load in the bottom’s mouth.

Things were pretty casual after sex. We talked – he was “stepping out” on his lover (we knew that before he came over). This lover sounded pretty uptight – even wore a condom when he sucked his dick – so he was completely horny for the taste of cum.

Later we all wound up driving downtown to SoHo. We went shopping at Triple Five Soul (we had a store credit and the Spring merchandise was just in). Then we went to Lucky Strike Cafe for a light lunch, and then we split up.

By the end I just wanted to fuck him again… But everything was too public down in SoHo… We’ve e-mailed each other since, but haven’t hooked up again…