15 October 2012 | 9 Comments
So I’m pretty sure the guy who gave me gonorrhea was the little thin twink – the last guy I fucked before noticing discharge. The bottom I tag teamed and gave a load to just bfore that tested clean. Well, the little twink texted me looking for another load. I usually don’t like to fuck the same guy twice in a row, but honestly, despite the gonorrhea, he’s very much my type – it’s hard to say know when someone like him wants you to fuck him. Plus, he had gone out and gotten treated the day after I told him – a day before I got treated. I mean STDs happen, what’s important is to take them seriously which is what he had demonstrated – which is a very good quality in a fuck buddy.
He told me he had “party favs” so I figured he might be pretty loose and I figured I’d try the cock sheath on him. I’d only fucked with it once and wanted to give it another go. I actually was jacking my dick a bit before he got here and put it on along with my PA that has the big heavy ball on a curved barbell. As I got a bit soft it all drew up into the cock sheath with just the big ball hanging out a bit at the end. I threw a pair of boxers and jeans over it to answer the door when he arrived – and needless to say it created a pretty big bulge. But he didn’t notice the bulge.
We went up to the bedroom and he had to use the bathroom. I’m guessing he was in there to do a bump or something. While he was in there I put some lube into the cock sheath and jacked my dick, trying to get hard. It’s not the same sensation jacking when you can’t actually touch your dick. It took a little work, but I did manage to get a bit harder (though not fully hard). When he came out I was naked with the cock sheath on and he still didn’t notice the cock sheath. Mind you, it’s clear, the room was pretty dark, and I wasn’t really making a point of showing it to him, but still – he wasn’t being all that observant or attentive.
He bends over the bed for me to rim him but I could rim him better if he’s on all fours on the bed, so we reposition him. I start rimming him and then finger his hole to see how tight/loose he is and discover he’s tight as a vice grip. There was just no way the big PA or the cock sheath was going up that tight hole, so as I’m rimming him I start taking everything off my dick.
What stood out as I was rimming him was how bony his ass was. He really has like zero percent body fat and he’s got a tiny waist. It was sorta hot, though I think absolute perfection would have been just a little more “meat” down there – but still – I’m not complaining at all…
When I get fully hard, I stood up, put a little lube on his hole (there was still plenty on my dick), and I tried to push in. I say tried because he was so tight it was almost impossible to get in. I like it when a guy is able to tighten his hole once I’m in him, but it’s a little frustrating to try to get into a hole that’s clenched tight. Needless to say he had some pain and then he tried to pull off my dick. That’s never a good idea. I’ve fucked plenty of tight holes and know it’s not a good idea to go backwards – always go forward (after you stop and let the bottom adjust). So I grabbed his hips and wouldn’t let him pull off.
I’m not sure why but having problems getting into hole always makes me a little soft. That make it easier on one level – my dick isn’t as big – but it complicates things on another level since it’s hard to get a dick into a tight hole unless it’s rock hard. I grab the base of my dick to make the end hard and finally manage to get into him.
We fuck briefly with him on all fours but then I push him onto his belly. That almost always works, but for some reason it wasn’t working this time. My dick still hadn’t gotten completely hard and his hole wasn’t rubbing things the right way. Usually I hate it when a bottom puts a pillow under his hips, but that seemed to be what was needed so I shoved one under him and things got better.
Thing was, I just couldn’t get into my groove. Then I started overheating… So I stopped for a bit, went over and opened the windows a little to let in some cold air, and then went back to him and rimmed him. Since my dick had come out clean I knew he was clean enough for a more “enthusiastic” rimming. So I started sucking his hole, biting it a bit, etc. It was not a gentle rimming. Meanwhile I was jacking my cock and when I was fully hard we went back to fucking.
This time I was fully hard, and had the pillow under him, and just pounded him hard. I’m not sure how much he enjoyed it – it was sorta hard to tell and honestly I didn’t really care that much (provided he wasn’t having a miserable time). Last time he told me he likes verbal tops so I start getting into telling him he’s just a fuckhole to me – that getting fucked and taking loads is his purpose in life – what he’s good at. I asked him the most loads he’s taken in a night and he said 4. I told him he needs to work on upping that number substantially. Basically I was making it clear to him that I saw him just as a hole and that was his role in life as far as I was concerned. [At least while I was fucking him.]
Last time I fucked him I came after a few strokes. This time it seemed like it was taking forever for me to cum. I was fucking him pretty hard and it didn’t seem all that enjoyable for him. But he was putting up with it and I was getting close. Finally I dumped a load in his hole. Unfortunately it probably wasn’t the biggest load. While I was out of commission from the gonorrhea I had formed the bad habit of jacking off. I told myself my last jack off would be Monday so I’d have a 3 day load when I was ready to fuck on Thursday. But then I jacked off on Tuesday and Wednesday – so he only got a 1 day load. Oh well – at least he got the load.
We then laid there for a little while talking. He told me he’s gone back to supplementing his income with dealing meth, which concerned me a bit. He’s such a sweet kid and generally seems to have his act together. He says his best friend can’t really control his meth use, and even he’s had a bad time with it in the past. I mean meth kills… Couldn’t he pick another drug or something? And why is it that so many of the guys I fuck do meth? It’s sorta sad.